I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1443: Unexpected surprise

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"Oh, God, Virgin Mary, tell me this is not true. I bet that people all over the world are waiting to see our jokes ..." Standing in the lobby of the Javits Convention Center Faced with the results on the big screen, a man in a suit hugged his head out of control.

When the voting result of the last state is released, the whole victory has become a foregone conclusion. Although the outcome has been divided long ago, many people still have a chance, thinking that this cannot be so bad.

"Thank you, thank you for choosing me, and I will lead this country to be strong again," facing his supporters, Trompo said aloud word by word with his iconic gesture. "I will honor my campaign promise! I swear to you again here. The new country will be the first stop of my diplomatic visit after taking office, and I will talk to the man well, using the man's way!"

Cheers like rain, applause like thunder.

Under the shaking stars and stripes is a fanatical face, as if the American dream has been rekindled, as if everything is back to forty years ago, back to that great era.

Of course, not everyone is happy with this result.

The day after the election results were released, the atmosphere of disappointment and anger enveloped the entire Silicon Valley.

In many technology companies, the working atmosphere is extremely heavy. Many people were in a low mood and their eyes were swollen, especially some female employees. When they saw John Kennedy's unsuccessful remarks on their mobile phones, they couldn't help crying.

On the other side, on the streets of major cities such as San Francisco, Berkeley, and Oakland, hundreds of people took to the streets for two consecutive nights to protest Chuan Pu ’s election. They shouted the slogan "He is not our president", holding the slogan "We don't want racists", throwing cans or even stones to the supporters of Trang.

Some protest scenes were out of control, and there were even violent incidents of beating, smashing and looting, and the crazy action of burning the American flag. The police had to arrest some excessive protesters. Hillary, who had not yet handed over the regime, had to stand up and call All parties remain calm.

Georgia, a militia group called "Guardian" assembled in the suburbs, led by a 50-year-old white veteran, began military training, claiming to use bullets to defend the constitution and suppress those attempts to split the country. 'S betrayal ...

Trump's election has made California's white left and black and green ink people completely crazy. They have been on the street for three consecutive days to smash and burn, and vent their dissatisfaction. Because Asians generally support Trangpu, the Asian community has almost become a violent disaster area, robbed by some angry **** and set fire.

......

"We lost."

"Yes, we lost."

"... how do I feel that your emotions don't seem to be very low?" After a moment of hesitation, Lodge said euphemistically with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

"No! I'm quite sad, just ... I don't know what to say, everything is so sudden, obviously we have prepared for so long ..."

No, I ca n’t help it anymore.

Throwing away this sentence, when Rocky began to speak, Jiang Chen quickly reached out and pressed the mute button on the holographic screen, then lay on the table, his shoulders shaking violently.

Although he lost, he did n’t know why, at this moment he could n’t help but want to laugh.

Maybe this is so-called gloating.

Laughing for half a minute, finally enough to laugh, Jiang Chen sat up again, cleared his throat, and pressed the button to turn on the microphone again.

"Cough, sorry, my signal fluctuated just now ... what did you say?"

"I'm saying what are you going to do?" Rocky repeated patiently.

“I have n’t thought about it yet, you know, it ’s too sudden, it ’s too sudden,” said “too suddenly” twice in a row, Jiang Chen leaned on the chair with his index finger gently Knocking on the armrest of the boss chair and thinking for a moment, I adjusted the wording and said, “I honestly do n’t know very well about this person Trangpu ... But considering his election manifesto, I ’m concerned about the prospect of the United States joining the Earth Defense League Worried. "

"Worried?" Rocky shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Don't worry, you can basically give up. He will never agree to join the Earth Defense League, even if it is a nominal one."

This is what makes Rocky most distressed.

If the United States is unable to join the Earth Defense Alliance, it means that the next cooperation between the Boston Consortium and Xinghuan Trading cannot be launched at all, and Boston First National Bank ’s investment in the space industry is still subject to policy restrictions.

The feeling of seeing a big cake in front of you, but you ca n’t even bite it, makes Rocky and other shareholders of Boston First National Bank feel uncomfortable.

"So dear Mr. Rocky, for the sake of our friends, I kindly remind you," Jiang Chen said softly. "It doesn't matter if we lose, we are outsiders. But you are an American. , And the Americans who threw their chips at the losers. "

After a pause, Jiang Chen said a little, and continued, "Should I consider leaving a way for myself?"

For a long time, Lodge said slowly.

"You are right, but ... I have to ask the opinions of other partners."

Leaning on the chair, Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"It's better to hurry up."

......

Wall Street hates Trang, because of the election of Trang, many people have suffered heavy losses. If John F. Kennedy is elected and the United States joins the Earth Defense Alliance as expected, then the U.S. aerospace market will undoubtedly usher in a wave of dramatic growth.

Now, all this seems to be a distant dream.

Even though Tranpo promised to increase the federal government ’s investment in the aerospace field, but if the investment is large, can it be comparable to a space elevator that completely opens the door to Americans? The answer is obviously no.

Ironically, however, it was the two Wall Street tycoons who pushed this candidate who was hated by countless Wall Street investors into the presidency ...

On the second day of the election, at the same time as John F. Kennedy's unsuccessful speech, a private banquet was being held in a five-star restaurant in the center of New York. The size of the banquet is very small, with only two participants.

One represents the Morgan family and one represents Rockefeller.

"Cheers for our victory!" Morgan raised his glass and smiled slightly, "also for the coming Christmas."

"Haha, cheers!" Rockefeller raised the glass with a smile.

The crisp clinking sound reverberated on the wine table, and the two sipped the red wine from the glasses.

The wine glass fell back on the table, and the two looked at each other, and they laughed out loud.

The dining table is full of cheerful atmosphere, which is in stark contrast with the bleak clouds outside the window. For New York and Wall Street, today is definitely the darkest day of 2020. But for the two, it's just the opposite.

Tronpe came to power. The iron curtain surrounding the Pacific Ocean is inevitable. The ensuing will undoubtedly be an arms race comparable to the Cold War era. It is almost foreseeable that the military orders of the Ministry of Defense will double in the next four years.

And the direct beneficiaries of all these are the two present.

If you do n’t worry about doing too much, it may have a bad impact, and Morgan even plans to hold a grand banquet to celebrate this day.

"The old antiques in Boston are becoming more and more out of touch." Rockefeller said carelessly as he decomposed the steak with a knife and fork.

"Yeah." Morgan sighed, but the tone was quite relaxed. "Almost let them win."

"What is your opinion?"

"Are you still asking? My opinion is the same as yours."

Throw this sentence lightly, except that when the steak was cut with a knife, the dark green eyes of the pair of pupils flashed away ...