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Chapter 1240

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Just as Celestial Trade's press conference ended, on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, the FBA director hurriedly pushed open the door of the president's office and walked to Hill's desk.

"We must get MacDonald's people out as soon as possible." He placed a document in front of the president, put his hands on the table, and said seriously, "There is reliable information that Celestial Trade has a drug called the truth-telling serum!"

"You mean, they will use the truth-telling serum on MacDonald?" Hill frowned as she looked at the document.

"Based on their usual style, this possibility is not ruled out," the FBA director said solemnly. "I'm worried that MacDonald may disclose things to them that shouldn't be said, such as our financial dealings with North American human rights organizations."

The FBA director looked at Hillary seriously and spoke.

"We must get him out as soon as possible! Before they convict him and interrogate him with drugs! "

Hill rubbed her temple, glanced at the document on the table, and said tiredly.

"… do you have any good ideas?"

The FBA director was about to speak, but the words on the tip of his tongue froze.

He suddenly realized that his idea didn't seem to work on Celestial Trade at all …

Send a lawyer? The Voice of Black was already doing it and hired the most powerful team of lawyers, but the situation was still not optimistic. The Xin court seemed to be determined to convict MacDonald. This case was unfair from the beginning.

Send the SEALs? It was a question if they could even reach Coro Island …

"This … the CIB is mainly responsible for foreign affairs." The FBA director looked to the side awkwardly. "We are only responsible for contacting human rights organizations in North America …"

At this point, he was too embarrassed to continue.

Hill sighed and put the documents on the table aside.

She now had a headache whenever she saw the word Xin, and she even developed depression.

She originally entered politics with great ambition, but she didn't expect this to be the result.

How would history evaluate her?

She only hoped that those historians could write more about her opponent, so that she, the first female president of the United States, would not look so incompetent. After all, she believed that she made the most correct choice at all times. Even if the final result was not satisfactory, she did not lose in politics …

"Do you know what I hope for the most now?"

The FBA director looked at Hill, who was rubbing her eyebrows, and asked carefully.

"President … Madam?"

"What I hope the most right now is for winter to come faster this year."

"Mrs. President." The FBI Director gulped and reminded her in a low voice, "It's winter now."



The news of McDonald's arrest in Xin caused an international uproar, especially among the black community. In an interview with the media, the Voice of Black America said that it would do its best to rescue MacDonald and would hire the best team of lawyers to provide legal assistance. The President of Tanzania in Africa even summoned the Ambassador of Xin in Tanzania to express concern about this incident.

However, in contrast, what received more international attention was Jiang Chen's speech on behalf of Future Group on the "James Incident" at the press conference.

Especially at the press conference, Jiang Chen's explanation of the word "equality" and "equal rights does not mean giving privileges to some people" caused international public opinion to form two opposite extremes.

Some people believed that if the minority was not protected to a certain extent, it would exacerbate social inequality and racial discrimination, which was not conducive to social "fairness" and so on.

But the other part of the people expressed.

It was too f * cking good!

Because black people were lazy, they were poor, so in the end, they would give their children extra points so that they wouldn't be left too far behind in the exam? To avoid losing their lives? And then being discriminated against? Solidifying the class? Why go around in such a big circle? Directly enact a law that the money in the wallet of the rich must be put into the wallet of the poor. Wouldn't that eliminate the class itself? The gap between the rich and the poor was the root of the contradiction!

In particular, Jiang Chen's sentence "… for those who try to use the name of the minority to seek privileges for themselves in the name of equality, I will tell you with certainty that you are dreaming …" It struck a chord in many people's hearts.

Even on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, Jiang Chen's supporters could be found.

For example, a candidate who threatened to "arm wrestle" with Jiang Chen even said on a talk show, "He is a respectable opponent. You know who I am referring to. If America wants to be strong, we need a strong leader to stand up and remind those who use their race and religion to play hooligans to get out of our country. I think I happen to be such a strong leader. You can vote for me … "

Although most Americans were already used to this candidate who was full of nonsense, this time he had offended the black people. There was even a black congressman who stood up and asked the Republican Party to disqualify him from participating in the party primaries in March.

Of course, Trump didn't intend to give in. After all, he had been in turmoil since he entered the race, and the number of people who asked him to be disqualified was countless. However, considering the votes in the hands of the black brothers, he re-emphasized that what he said was only aimed at terrorists and illegal immigrants …

"You have been jointly condemned."

In the evening, Natasha, in a nightgown, walked into the living room, threw a newspaper on the coffee table, and then sat down across from Jiang Chen. She leaned against the sofa and lazily crossed her beautiful legs. "The Voice of Black accused you of not being sincere in your condolences to James. They said that even if James's wife gives up the legal action against Future Group and Celestial Trade, they will take you to court for this incident."

"Where will they sue me? Moscow? "Jiang Chen joked.

"In Mississippi."

"I'm not very good at geography." Jiang Chen yawned, looked at the white skin deliberately exposed by her collar, and smirked. "Compared to this boring thing, we might as well use this time to do something interesting."

"You're not worried at all?" Natasha changed the position of her legs, raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked curiously, "I heard they are calling for a boycott of Future Group's products."

"If they can tolerate the life of primitive people, I don't object." Jiang Chen laughed.

From the Phantom helmet to smart robots to the Future phone and later the urban drone system, Future Group was almost equated with the word "next generation" and covered all aspects of people's lives.

Technology was addictive, just like people who were used to using smartphones. If they were asked to go back to using Big Brother, the pain of being out of touch with the times would be more painful than death. This was why the UA had been cautious so far in not launching an anti-dumping investigation against Future Group.

Even if Future Group had a monopoly on the market, the UA had not yet found a company that could replace Future Group.

Even Microsoft and Google couldn't. One had to pay high patent fees to Future Group for graphene chips, and the other simply imported a large number of supercomputer chips from Ange Island every year to maintain its servers around the world …

"Well, since you don't care about those people at all, I have nothing else to say," Natasha shrugged. Natasha shrugged. "I went to the Russian Embassy today, and the Kremlin wanted me to ask you how is the situation on Mars? Also, you really don't need help? "

"I'm very sure we don't need help. It's estimated that in five days at the latest, our transport ship should arrive at the Mars synchronous orbit. " Jiang Chen looked at Natasha, smiled, and said, "But when are your scientists going to report?"

"The specimen has been delivered?! So fast? "Natasha looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.

"Well … to be precise, two hours ago, the freezer containing the Devil Worm specimen was recovered at Celestial City's port." Looking at the expression on Natasha's face, Jiang Chen said with a smile, "It should have been transported to the specimen warehouse in the Celestial City laboratory."

He had just communicated this news to other member states. Since Natasha happened to be at home, he planned to tell her the news in person.

As for why, of course, it was more interesting.

"Wait, recover the freezer? Aren't you using a transport ship to send this specimen? "Natasha asked hurriedly.

"On the surface," Jiang Chen said, "We can't dissect the specimen in front of the media, right? And what is suitable to be disclosed and what is not suitable to be disclosed, these also need to be studied. So in fact, we are using a small carrier rocket to transport ore specimens … Although the carrying capacity is not high, in theory, its cruising speed can reach twice that of a Seagull-class transport ship. "

"I'm going to make a call." After listening to Jiang Chen's words, Natasha immediately stood up from the sofa. "The Russian scientists can board the plane now. If they are fast, they will appear at Coro City Airport at noon tomorrow."

Then, Natasha walked in the direction of the stairs.

However, when she passed by the sofa, Jiang Chen grabbed her arm.

"This is an incredible piece of information, my dear Miss Agent," Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow and smirked. Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and smirked. "Aren't you going to give your 'informant' some … special rewards?"

When she heard such an interesting statement, Natasha couldn't help but giggle. She rolled her eyes at Jiang Chen and pulled her arm out of his hand.

Said Natasha in a suggestive tone, stooping down and blowing her warm breath in his ear. "Oh, my God!" she teased in a flirtatious way.

"Go to my room in a bit … Remember to wash up before you come, so I can give you the reward of 'Miss Agent'."

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