Black-Haired Genius Chaebol - Chapter 355
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Episode 355: There is a clever way to win the presidential election
White House.
“Klein, are you still feeling bad?”
Biden said with a worried expression.
John Klain, who reports on domestic and international affairs without any emotional ups and downs, only then raised his head and looked at Biden.
and.
“That, that… … .”
I want to confide in someone.
I want to think about what happened to me with someone.
but.
“Oh, no.”
Rational thinking was still at work.
Who would believe such an absurd experience?
“Are you sure you’re okay? Your complexion looks really bad.”
“It’s okay. Don’t worry, we just have to put out the fire first.”
“Well, these days, even if I only had ten bodies, I wouldn’t be able to handle the Israel and Texas issues. These days, it takes me a long time to come to my senses in the morning. Sometimes, I can’t even remember what happened yesterday.”
John Klain just had a moment of shocking imagination at Biden’s words.
‘If you add dementia to that, you’re basically telling me to die.’
Biden’s public speaking nonsense is an old habit.
Changing people’s names or mispronouncing country names, etc.
Especially before elections.
It is one of the moves intended to relax the opponent and allow a surprise attack.
But what you just said really makes me suspect dementia.
‘Let’s not do this, Biden. You have to come to your senses.’
If he lost this election, John Klain imagined that all sorts of emotions, from anger to frustration to sadness, would drive him crazy.
I shook my head to shake the thoughts away.
But the more I thought about it, the more I couldn’t get yesterday’s events out of my head.
I ran to the hotel and personally checked the entire staff list.
There was no South American named Rodriguez there.
And there was no hotel chef he said had changed.
No, the hotel chef was still the same.
So I made a deliberate call to the Barcelo Mexico Reforma Hotel.
As expected, the fearful prediction was not wrong.
The hotel chef was still the same.
He went straight to Dr. Marjorie’s Hospital and met with the doctor who had examined him.
-Are you the doctor who treated me?
-Yes, that’s right.
-Look carefully. Is that really me?
-That’s right, sir. Who in America doesn’t know the Chief of Staff to the President?
-Well, then, have you ever had your fingerprint or iris scanned or something like that?
-Huh? We don’t do that in hospitals.
-Then you didn’t do a blood test either?
– Sir, you didn’t come to the hospital because you were sick, you came because you were surprised. All you had to do was take a sedative and rest for a while before leaving.
And five bodies, presumed to be gang members, were also identified in the morgue.
Fuxx!
The moment I saw it, I was overcome with anger.
I had pinned my last hope on it, but my expectations were inevitably dashed.
Five bodies, none of which were of people who were present at the time.
I felt like I was in the middle of a mystery thriller movie.
“Hey, Klein, what are you thinking? Did you even hear what I just said?”
“yes?”
Biden clicked his tongue and looked at John Klain pitifully.
I guess he asked something and waited for the answer.
“What did you just say?”
“I told you Bill Brown would be arriving soon.”
“Bill Brown?”
“Yes, Ellen has called Bill Brown in because of the Mediterranean and Red Sea issues. He should be here soon.”
“Oh, I see.”
“I don’t know how Bibi (Netanyahu’s nickname) has the nerve to continue to ignore America’s wishes. Blington’s (Secretary of State) words don’t work at all. Yellen probably thinks Bibi trusts Bill Brown.”
‘Bill Brown again?’
Actually, at the moment, the only person Israel can trust is Bill Brown.
Netanyahu would like to use this opportunity to warn not only the Palestinians but also any other Middle Eastern country not to take Israel lightly.
Even if I get cursed at by every country in the world.
When the war ends, the world will turn its back on Israel and its economy will collapse.
‘At that time, it must have been decided that IMEC was the only solution.’
As the construction of the port currently underway at the northernmost tip of the Gaza Strip nears its midpoint, our faith will have become even stronger.
“Leave Israel to Bill Brown, how’s things going in Texas?”
“Texas… … is still in a standoff with protesters.”
“Hmm, I hope that gets resolved quickly.”
“We will take action soon.”
“I hope so.”
“yes.”
John Klein tried to keep his wits about him.
‘Actually, I don’t know much about the Texas situation because I haven’t read the reports yesterday or today.’
I don’t know what happened at Shelby Park over the past two days, but I just hoped something didn’t go wrong in the meantime.
At this time.
dripping.
A secretary came rushing in with a knock.
“Chief!”
John Klein nodded quickly.
It meant to report to the president.
Well, I don’t think the President would open the door to the Oval Office for something that wasn’t urgent.
An employee hurried over and placed a photo on the desk.
Biden’s pupils were visibly dilated for a moment.
“Hey, isn’t this a corpse?”
“you’re right.”
“This is… … like Shelby Park.”
“Yes, that’s right. It’s Shelby Park.”
“Have you ever seen such crazy guys?”
The photo showed five bodies strewn across Shelby Park.
John Klein’s heart sank when he saw the five bodies.
‘It’s them.’
Rodriguez, who said the four gang members who broke into his house were hotel employees.
And the words of the secretary who showed the photo were even more shocking.
“This photo was delivered directly to the secretary’s office. But the moment I saw it, I knew. This photo was manipulated. And it was so obvious.”
“operation?”
John Klein unconsciously looked at the photo and chastised himself.
‘What an idiot. He was so flustered that he didn’t even notice this level of sloppiness.’
But I knew it right away.
Why would they manipulate the photo so obviously?
This is a kind of warning.
You said that clearing one up is no problem for us.
And we don’t care about human life.
‘Who could it be? The guy who does such things so nonchalantly?’
And the question that arises.
‘What do you want from me?’
But there was one thing they missed.
as soon as.
“Manipulation?”
It’s Biden who’s shouting now.
You probably never expected that Biden would see this photo.
“So you’re saying these corpses aren’t real?”
‘You have to believe that.’
“It is very likely.”
“Really? This can’t be real.”
“Yes.”
If true, this is no different from a megaton-class nuclear bomb.
It would take less than a second for an entire country to be turned into a wasteland with just one attack.
Five Mexicans found dead in Shelby Park amid protests against illegal immigration in Texas?
People’s brains will go to extremes and conspiracy theories will run rampant.
Ultimately, the perpetrators will be branded as Texas state troops, and the protesters will display excessive violence.
So the moment any of them pulls out a gun, it will get out of control.
Now that rational thinking has taken over, we can have a conversation.
Would anyone have such complacent thoughts in front of a gun?
In a war zone where the first one to pull out and shoot becomes the survivor?
Thinking back, it’s fortunate that Biden is there.
“But why are you doing this?”
However, as a politician who has been through a lot, he quickly calms down and tries to find a solution.
Fortunately, John Klein’s thinking also began to slowly turn around.
“It should be noted that it is called Shelby Park.”
“Well, Shelby Park. Then it’s an immigrant issue.”
“It’s not just about immigration. It’s about the presidential election. It’s about some crazy Trump supporter.”
“Haha, you crazy guy. Where did you think you could change the presidential election by photoshopping a few photos?”
“Biden, this is not a simple matter to think about. The focus should be on the fact that this photo was delivered to the Office of the President.”
“Huh? I see. So that means there’s an assistant inside.”
“Yes, it is very likely that this was done by Republicans within our Democratic Party.”
“Then what should we do?”
“The secretary’s office will take care of it. So, for the time being, you must not mention this matter.”
“Well, that sounds good. Let’s do that.”
First of all, the stitches were done.
I don’t know how much time it will buy, but it will be resolved quickly…
No, it’s more likely that they’ll approach you first.
‘If you’ve done this much, it’s time to say what you want.’
First, you have to wait.
and.
Another piece of news was delivered.
Bill Brown, whom Biden had been waiting for, has arrived.
***
After a while.
It was when John Klain was thinking back over the Israel issue from the beginning to the present and organizing it in his head.
The door opens.
“Welcome.”
Biden, who had a gloomy expression until just now, greeted Bill Brown with a bright smile.
Next to Bill Brown was Andre, and slightly behind him was Green Energy CEO Khan.
And there’s Ellen at the very back.
As everyone took their seats, Biden spoke first.
“The price of oil soared again today. This must be the Red Sea-”
“Huh? Honghae?”
Bill immediately asked Biden.
Biden said to Bill, keeping an eye on Ellen.
“Isn’t it?”
“Of course not. Market prices are determined on a daily basis, taking into account events that occur every day, with a short term of six months, and a long term of ten years. The Red Sea issue has already been reflected in the past.”
“Is that so?”
As Biden stuttered slightly, Bill Brown looked at Yellen.
“Ellen, are you sure you’re reporting to the President?”
“Bill!”
Ellen glared, her eyes sparkling with tears.
“The President doesn’t have time to be aware of all those details.”
“Oh, right. You’re busy. I see. That’s something that experts can analyze and report on. Right, right.”
Hmm, hmm.
Biden coughed in embarrassment and looked at Bill.
“Then why did oil prices rise today?”
“Yes, it was caused by a large fire at a Rosneft refinery facility in the Russian city of Ryazan following a drone attack.”
“Russian crude oil shortage is driving up oil prices?”
“Yes. Why? Is it any wonder that a shortage of Russian crude oil is driving up oil prices?”
“Is it true that Russian crude oil accounts for such a large proportion of global crude oil supply?”
“Hey, you know but you’re pretending not to know?”
Hmm, hmm.
Biden tried to avoid Bill Brown’s remarks by coughing again.
But Bill Brown wasn’t one to miss it.
“China is the biggest player in the world crude oil market. Where would China import crude oil from? It’s Russia. And India has been importing Russian crude oil openly. I heard that Iran is also taking Russian crude oil and dumping it in the Middle East. Oh, by the way, the US also bought Russian crude oil from Iran this time, right?”
“What? Are you saying that the US imported it from Iran?”
Scratch, scratch.
Bill scratched his temple and looked at Biden in disbelief.
“Is this the article that appeared in the New York Times?”
“… … .”
ha ha ha.
Bill Brown tried to lighten the awkward atmosphere by smiling.
“Anyway, I think you brought up oil prices for no reason because of the Israel issue.”
“Hmm, that’s right. Honestly, I don’t care about oil prices. I think we should do something about Israel. Rumor has it that Bibi is trusting you, Bill, to start a war. Is that true?”
“Huh? Who says such nonsense?”
Biden’s gaze turned to John Klain.
John Klain looked at Biden with slightly puzzled eyes.
‘It wasn’t me, it was Biden who told me.’
But what can I do? Even if it’s dirty, it’s a burden that the chief secretary must bear.
“Bill, can you convince Netanyahu?”
“I told you it wasn’t me.”
“Please help me. My head hurts so bad these days because of Texas.”
“Well, then there is a way.”
“Do you have it?”
“Okay. What will you give me if I solve it for you?”
John Klein’s brow furrowed.
‘What are you trying to eat now?’
But Bill’s next words made my eyes light up.
“There is a clever way to win the presidential election by ending the war in Israel and solving the Texas problem.”
“Really?”
“So what are you going to give me?”
‘This is such a devil. At this rate, we’ll have to sell out the US.’
“Tell me what you want.”
“Are you going to give it all to me if I tell you?”
“Listen and see.”
“Well then, there is something I want.”
And at Bill’s subsequent request, steam rose from John Klein’s head for a moment.