John Robert howled in madness, as if a trapped beast, roaring at the doorway to the conference room.
"Thinking of taking down? It won’t be that easy!"
At this mont, John Robert’s eyes were bloodshot as he charged back into the room: "We have not lost yet! Pull yourselves together, everyone! Let tell you, if I end up in court over this, none of you will get away either!"
"What shall, what should we do?"
In the conference room, everyone’s faces were pale, covered in cold sweat. i Chuannei glanced at the other directors, clenched his teeth, and stood up.
Who didn’t know he was John Robert’s dog, John Robert’s most loyal supporter? If sothing bad happened to John Robert, he would be the second to fall.
And what about the others?
Tens of millions perishing instantly, and countless others affected by the aftermath of the Black Bomb explosion, this was sothing John Robert and i Chuannei couldn’t withstand alone.
They also knew that once the situation spun out of control, they all would pay a price, a price they couldn’t afford!
"Speak, we will all listen to you, tell us what to do!"
"Yes, we will listen to you!"
For a mont, the seven directors in the conference room echoed in agreent.
John Robert nodded, and with a sneer, walked back to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down. Below, the crowd sward like ants, clashing against the defenses of East Atlantic Company’s headquarters.
And in the distant city blocks, dense masses of people were converging in this direction.
"Thinking of killing ?"
John Robert knew this was not just a spontaneous gathering; there must be soone behind it, stirring the pot, in control. But so what?
"The live broadcast by Lin Hao showed our planes and the bombs falling. However, our plans can still proceed. Our planes only dropped ordinary ammunition. But we didn’t anticipate that Lin Hao, no, the Huaxia people had stored three Black Bombs in our territory all along. They had been plotting for a long ti; we’ve been frad!"
John Robert grew more frenzied and excited as he spoke,
But the directors behind him were dumbstruck, eyes wide open and mouths agape as they looked at John Robert.
Even i Chuannei couldn’t believe soone could lie with such brazenness, the shalessness was beyond belief.
Would the public believe this sort of claim?
Yet seeing John Robert’s expression of utter conviction, as if it didn’t matter whether you believed him or not, he believed it himself, everyone seed to be swayed by John Robert’s confidence.
"Alright! We go with that!"
"No matter what they say, we just need to insist that what we dropped only looked like Black Bombs but were ordinary explosives!"
"But... what about the pilots?"
i Chuannei’s sudden comnt silenced the room once more.
"Find them, make them keep quiet, and if we can’t find them..."
With a snicker, John Robert gestured a throat-slitting motion, then turned back to continue his gaze downstairs.
He liked standing here, looking down at the floors below, that feeling of trampling all beings beneath his feet, that feeling of regarding everyone as ants, brought him imnse pleasure. As for the pilots? In such affairs, there always had to be sacrifices so that no handles could be grabbed by others.
"President, there’s a call from above."
Suddenly, soone walked into the conference room holding a satellite phone.
Above, naturally, refers to the power backing the East Atlantic Company.
Stirring up such a big ss, it was supposed to be a silent killing of Lin Hao. So what if a few cities of people die? But now...
"What’s there to be afraid of? If I die, they won’t get off easily either. Right now, they can only join in turning heaven and earth upside down, and transforming black into white!"
John Robert sneered, turned, and took the phone. The initial fear and panic had completely vanished without a trace.
After John Robert had contacted the people above, the dia in the Western World quickly started to shift their stance.
The lives of the three cities, along with the subsequent nonproliferation efforts, were also proceeding in an orderly fashion. In the dia reports, the East Atlantic Company and its higher-ups were all portrayed as innocent people who were sched against. And all of this was a trap set by Lin Hao and Huaxia.
On the contrary, the Eastern dia did their utmost to condemn the West and expose the truth.
The next day, when dawn just started to break, the dia from both parties had already gone through dozens of rounds of verbal battle.
The East Atlantic Company also announced that the press conference would be moved up!
And in their publicity, John Robert vowed to reveal the true nature of Lin Hao’s cris and to exonerate the East Atlantic Company from its false accusations.
Moreover, with the joint collaboration between the East Atlantic Company and the Eight Great Families, and with the pressure from above to prioritize the bigger picture, the forces that were secretly preparing to overthrow the Eight Great Families and the East Atlantic Company in the Western World began to quiet down, and even joined the ranks of those washing white for the East Atlantic Company.
Overnight, it seed like the tides had changed.
A plethora of whitewashing opinions sprang up like bamboo after a spring rain, completely drowning out the voices of skepticism.
Western public outrage was suppressed by the wind velocity; even though there were still so insightful individuals who flat-out didn’t believe the East Atlantic Company’s explanations, they had no power or influence and could not stir up any waves.
That’s right!
The East Atlantic Company is, after all, a Western conglorate. It’s impossible for them to disregard the lives of their own people, let alone sacrifice the lives of tens of millions of people across three cities, just to deal with the re Lin Hao.
It all doesn’t make sense!
Therefore, the Black Bomb wasn’t from the East Atlantic Company; it was a conspiracy by Lin Hao, by the people of Huaxia!
Before the press conference, the whitewashing team from the East Atlantic Company and the Eight Great Families began to divert the conflict towards the rivalry between the two major camps. Even if Lin Hao’s live broadcast clearly showed the bomb dropped by the East Atlantic Company was the Black Bomb, they still managed to forcefully wash it white.
"The situation is already under control; our PR team is the best in the world." At the headquarters of the East Atlantic Company on the top floor, John Robert and a group of executives had not slept all night; i Chuannei was reviewing the information being relayed back.
The situation was easily under control, which relieved everyone in the conference room.
But, the only concern was that the bombers sent out had all vanished, not a single plane returned.
"This is settled!"
John Robert was in a particularly good mood now. Three major cities destroyed, the Holy Mountain leveled, the death of tens of millions of people - what of it? Public sentint had been temporarily suppressed, and as long as they could conclusively splash all the dirty water on Lin Hao and Huaxia’s head at the press conference, essentially the crisis would be resolved.
At this mont, John Robert even wanted to open champagne to celebrate.
"At the press conference, first make what’s white seem black, and what’s black seem white. Then announce sanctions against the Eastern Camp and declare war on the East with a thunderous montum, avenging the thirty million innocent victims! Once the war starts, internal conflicts will transform into external ones, and we will be completely safe. With our current strength, the Easterners can’t stand a chance at all! Hahaha!"
In the conference room, John Robert’s arrogant laughter rang out for a long ti, until after he finished laughing, a subordinate’s voice was heard outside:
"Mr. President, the press conference is ready."
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