1024: Chapter 105: Congratulations Mr.
Chairman!
1024: Chapter 105: Congratulations Mr.
Chairman!
The International Cri Network—terrifying just to hear its na.
The International Child Trafficking Network—utterly heinous!
You’re saying the Great Commander is involved in international child trafficking…
Mike Pompeo felt a bit dizzy.
After pausing for a mont, he answered calmly.
“This has nothing to do with today’s topic, sir.”
Not a single explanation offered.
After all, he wasn’t one of the Great Commander’s people.
This was already the best response he could give.
However, the reporter from ABC had co with a mission and certainly wouldn’t miss the opportunity.
“Are you saying you’re aware of this matter but it’s inconvenient to discuss it today?”
Mike Pompeo didn’t reply.
He simply lowered his head and organized his docunts.
As Arica’s Secretary of State, Mike Pompeo held a position of power in the hierarchy.
While he wasn’t much of a heavyweight compared to the true leaders, he was still a Daluo Golden Immortal-level figure.
If he lost his composure under such provocation, it would be utterly laughable.
For situations like this, his aides had already arranged for security to step in.
Soon, the ABC reporter was escorted out of the venue, and the press conference continued.
But none of the journalists showed any interest in Mike Pompeo’s so-called trade-related answers anymore.
Their eyes glead, their hands flying as they wrote up the latest headlines.
The Great Commander’s family had its first taste of public scandal under the spotlight, appearing on Arica’s highest political stage!
If the trending discussions on online social dia were just the prelude, then today’s Secretary of State press conference served as the stage for a renewed assault—akin to the sounding of the attack horn.
Struggle has never been about grace or compromise.
It’s about achieving one’s objectives through ruthless asures and winning at all costs!
The praise of humanity is none other than a celebration of courage.
But ultimately, whether it’s courage or hostility—only the victors get to define it.
The ABC reporter stepped boldly into the fray, tearing apart the Great Commander’s hypocritical mask—what a thrilling tale this is!
Mike Pompeo continued speaking words that no one outside the Hua Country journalist stationed at the White House cared about.
The journalists below kept pushing hard to finalize tonight’s headlines.
It seed everyone had a bright future ahead—except for the Great Commander.
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The brilliance of life lies in its infinite possibilities for players with sufficient ability.
The order of capital turns people into tools, yet those who master these tools can use this terrifying order to achieve potential far beyond the limits of their individual capabilities.
Capital groups are organizations, and the ergence of organizations is an inevitable outco of humanity’s drive for developnt; individual strength appears laughable in the face of organizational power.
The extent to which so-called heroic individuals can impact the world is often closely tied to the size of the organization they rely upon—the platform tends to outweigh ability.
San Rodolfo, the majestic San Rodolfo Cathedral of Roman Catholicism.
A special ceremony was underway, attended by all key figures of the California Elephant Party.
The transition of power demands ceremony; such political rituals can forge collective mory, create scenarios of authority, thereby strengthening collective identity and reinforcing shared adherence to mainstream values.
Put simply, political rituals strengthen participants’ sense of identity and belonging, thereby enhancing organizational cohesion.
Cheng Daqi was also present.
Today marked the mont when Wolf Dracula formally assud the position of Chairman of the California Elephant Party Grand Committee.
This was far more central to Cheng’s core interests than the so-called private prison project and far more politically advantageous for Wolf than marrying the Great Commander’s second daughter.
Cheng Daqi and Wolf shared an interest-driven understanding across distant agendas, though this didn’t stop them from knowing that high certainty yields true returns.
Promising grand visions is necessary, but delivering tily rewards is equally crucial.
“Here, let offer a brief introduction to Mr.
Wolf Dracula.”
The Chairman of the California Elephant Party Grand Committee, his hair silvered by age, stood trembling behind the podium and began to speak.
Having been a central figure in the California Elephant Party since the great reshuffling of the Republican and Democratic parties forty years ago, the old chairman commanded deep respect.
The cathedral fell silent.
Temir held onto Cheng’s arm, allowing Cheng to sense her slight nervousness.
What’s “supposed” and what’s “smooth” are two different things.
Mi’er carried a mix of anticipation and worry as the mont of power transition unfolded.
“He is an outstanding young man, aligned with our ideals, fervently loving this great country we cherish, and sincerely willing to dedicate his short life to the endless struggle to make Arica great again!
He is a highly accomplished scholar, holding a doctorate degree.
Were it not for his yearning to actively join the effort to change Arica, he might have already beco a university professor!
He is a reliable friend; many tis when we faced challenges, he sat patiently beside us, listening and providing aid!
He is a devoted son; when old Joel experienced unfortunate paralysis, Wolf cared for him day and night, tirelessly for nearly a month!
He is a fearless warrior; living in California, the stronghold of the Democratic Party—the bastion and activity center of the far left—he fights like a warrior, unafraid of the Joker’s relentless attacks!”
With a voice low yet trembling, the old Chairman clutched his script, but nobody would fault this elder for any lapse in his mory.
Ceremony differs from speeches.
Today, what took place in this church’s hall wasn’t rely a political ritual—it was an elderly Chairman’s demonstration of unwavering support for Wolf.
The old man swallowed hard, taking deep breaths, as though an ancient bellows gasping to fan its dying flas.
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