"Oh God, Virgin Mary, tell me this is not true. I bet that people all over the world are waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves … "In the lobby of the Javits Convention and Exhibition Center, a man in a suit held his head out of control as he faced the results projected on the big screen.
When the voting results of the last state were released, the outcome was already a foregone conclusion. Although the outcome had actually been decided a long time ago, many people still had a glimmer of hope and thought that all this would not be so bad.
"Thank you, thank you for choosing me. I will lead this country to be strong again." Facing his supporters, Trump made his iconic gesture and said loudly, "I will fulfill my campaign promise! I swear to you again here. Xin will be the first stop of my diplomatic visit after taking office. I will have a good talk with that man, in a man's way! "
Cheers and applause were thunderous.
Under the swaying stars and stripes were fanatical faces, as if the American dream had been rekindled, as if everything had returned to forty years ago, to that great era.
Of course, not everyone was happy with this result.
On the second day after the election results were released, an atmosphere of disappointment and anger enveloped the entire Silicon Valley.
Inside many technology companies, the working atmosphere was extremely gloomy. Many people were depressed, and their eyes were red and swollen. Especially some female employees, when they saw Kennedy's speech on their mobile phones, they couldn't help but cry.
On the other side, on the streets of big cities such as San Francisco, Berkeley, and Oakland, hundreds of people took to the streets to protest the election of Trump for two consecutive nights. They shouted slogans such as "He's not our president", held signs such as "We don't want racists", and threw cans and even stones at Trump supporters.
Some of the protest scenes were out of control, and there were even violent incidents of smashing and looting, as well as crazy acts of burning the UA flag. The police had to arrest some extreme protesters, and Hill, who had not yet handed over the power, had to stand up and call on all parties to remain calm.
In Georgia, a militia group called "Guardian" gathered in the suburbs. Under the leadership of a 50-year-old white veteran, they began military training. They claimed that they would use bullets to defend the Constitution and suppress those traitors who attempted to split the country …
Trump's election made California's white leftists and black leftists completely crazy. They smashed and burned on the streets for three consecutive days to vent their dissatisfaction. Because Asians generally supported Trump, the Asian community almost became the hardest hit area of riots and was robbed and set on fire by some angry black people.
…
"We lost."
"Yes, we lost."
"Why do I feel like you don't seem to be very depressed?" After a moment of hesitation, Loki said euphemistically with a slightly dissatisfied tone.
"No! I'm very sad, but … I don't know what to say. Everything happened so suddenly. We prepared for so long … "
No, I can't hold it in any longer.
When Loki began to speak, Jiang Chen quickly reached out and pressed the mute button on the holographic screen. Then he laid on the table, and his shoulders trembled violently.
Although he had lost, for some reason, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
Perhaps this was the so-called schadenfreude.
After laughing for half a minute, he finally had enough. He sat up straight again, cleared his throat, and pressed the button to turn on the microphone again.
"Ahem, I'm sorry, the signal on my side just fluctuated … What did you say just now?"
"I'm asking, what are your plans?" Loki repeated patiently.
"I haven't thought about it yet. You know, this is all too sudden. It's too sudden." After saying "too sudden" twice in a row, Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair and tapped his index finger on the armrest. After thinking for a moment, he adjusted his wording and said, "To be honest, I don't know Trump very well … but considering his campaign manifesto, I am worried about the prospect of the UA joining the Earth Defense Alliance."
"Worried?" Loki shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Don't worry, you can basically give up. He will never agree to join the Earth Defense Alliance, even in name. "
This was what made Loki's heart ache the most.
If the UA could not join the Earth Defense Alliance, it meant that the next step of cooperation between B City Consortium and Celestial Trade could not be carried out at all, and the investment of the First National Bank in the space industry would still be restricted by policies.
The feeling of seeing a big cake in front of them, but not being able to bite it made Loki and other shareholders of the First National Bank feel so uncomfortable that they wanted to die.
"Then dear Mr. Loki, for the sake of our friendship, I will kindly remind you," Jiang Chen said softly, "It doesn't matter if we lose, we are outsiders. But you are the UA, and you are the UA who will throw the chips on the loser. "
After a pause, Jiang Chen continued, "Is it time to consider leaving a way out for myself?"
After a long silence, Loki slowly said.
"You're right, but … I have to ask the opinions of other partners."
Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair and said with a smile.
"Better hurry."
…
Wall Street hated Trump. Because of Trump's election, many people suffered heavy losses. If John F. Kennedy was elected and the UA joined the Earth Defense Alliance as expected, then the UA space market would undoubtedly usher in a wave of rapid growth.
But now, all this seemed to be just an unreachable dream.
Even if Trump promised to increase the federal government's investment in the space field, no matter how large the investment was, could it be compared to a space elevator that was completely open to the UA? The answer was obviously no.
Ironically, it was two Wall Street bigwigs who pushed this candidate, who was hated by countless Wall Street investors, to the presidency …
On the second day after the election, just as John F. Kennedy delivered his defeat speech, a private banquet was being held in a five-star restaurant in downtown New York. The banquet was very small with only two participants.
One represented the Morgan family, and the other represented Rockefeller.
"Cheers to our victory!" Morgan raised his glass and smiled, "and to the upcoming Christmas."
"Haha, cheers!" Rockefeller also smiled and raised his glass.
The crisp sound of glasses clinking echoed on the table, and the two downed the red wine in their glasses.
The glasses fell back on the table, and the two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
The table was full of joy, which formed a sharp contrast with the gloomy clouds outside the window. For New York, for Wall Street, today was definitely the darkest day in the entire 2020. But for the two, it was the opposite.
Trump came to power, and the iron curtain around the Pacific Ocean was inevitable. What followed would undoubtedly be an arms race comparable to the Cold War era. It was almost foreseeable that in the next four years, the Department of Defense's military orders would double.
And the direct beneficiaries of all this were the two sitting here.
If it weren't for the concern that going too far might have a negative impact, Morgan even planned to hold a grand banquet to celebrate this day.
"Those old antiques in B City are getting more and more unsociable," Rockefeller said casually while breaking up the steak with a knife and fork.
"Yeah," Morgan sighed, but his tone was quite relaxed, "We almost let them win."
"What's your opinion?"
"Do you still need to ask? My opinion is the same as yours. "
He casually dropped this sentence, but when the knife cut the steak, a murderous intent flashed in his dark green pupils …
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