bookpower Chapter 425
Chapter 425
Chapter 425: Chapter 400 Chapter 425: Chapter 400 Few people knew that Fang Xianzheng had returned to Ninth Base City.
He was standing in the CEO’s office of Fang Kongfang, looking down at the protest march on the street below through the grand, expansive glass window.
The avenue, wide enough to allow 20 buses to pass side by side, was packed with demonstrators from one end to the other, dense and overwhelming.
They were holding up various signs with diverse messages.
-Protest election fraud!
-Fully investigate Divine Illumination Association’s minions!
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-Hold new elections!
-The government is helping Divine Illumination Association scam the people!
-Economic crimes are murdering people!
Some rioters had smashed the glass on the ground nearby and overturned vehicles parked along the roadside.
Fang Xianzheng, with a look of keen interest, said, “Our First General has really outdone himself this time.”
Fang Kongfang was at his desk reading a current affairs commentary.
He looked at Fang Xianzheng in surprise, “Are you sure this nationwide massive protest was orchestrated by Li Xianglong?”
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“Of course,” Fang Xianzheng retorted with a glance at Fang Kongfang, “You know what he said at the press conference, about the Security Bureau indeed holding evidence that the Divine Illumination Association manipulated the elections.
Wasn’t that blowing the whistle to the public?
He has been wanting to purify the Federation’s political scene for more than just a day or two.
Li Xianglong has always believed that the Federation’s citizens are deceived by people like Ling Huan, which is why they elect those greedy incompetents into Congress.
Now that Ling Huan is dead, it’s a good opportunity to trace back to the root and cleanse the Congress.”
He scoffed with disdain, “Of course, he alone couldn’t have managed it on this scale.
Many others are fanning the flames, wanting to overturn the previous election results.”
Fang Kongfang also walked to the window, “The cries of protest on the internet are huge, and the scale of the march is getting more and more intense.
Can the government withstand it?”
“They can’t withstand it,” Fang Xianzheng said with his hands behind his back, looking down, “Since this administration was formed on the basis of election fraud, there definitely needs to be a re-election.
The opposition forces won’t miss this chance, and neither will my ‘People’s Party.’ It’s just a matter of time before the President dissolves the government, and then the real election begins, from all the Congressmen to the President, everyone will be replaced.”
His ‘People’s Party,’ currently the second largest in Congress, naturally hoped for stability, but the party’s ambitious members were looking forward to opportunities.
Fang Xianzheng could easily regain most of Fang Ranran’s shares with just a bit of maneuvering.
At that moment, Fang Xianzheng let out a long sigh, “I truly didn’t expect that ‘Ling Huan’ would actually be killed by Li Xianglong and the others!
A person of his caliber, a dignitary of the Ninth Realm Emperor, just gone like that.”
Fang Kongfang countered, “They say he’s not completely dead, and there might be a chance for resurrection.”
“It makes no difference, the Federation is vigorously proclaiming that Ling Huan is ‘dead,’ intending to tap into the concept of death to prevent his resurrection.”
Fang Xianzheng shook his head, “Even if he is resurrected, it will take a long time, and by then, the entire scenario of the Earth Federation will have changed.”
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At this time, Fang Ranran was feeling terrible.
She knew about Fang Xianzheng’s return to Ninth Base City and that her father was preparing for the next election.
The death of ‘Ling Huan’, along with the massive protests that erupted because of it, completely exceeded Fang Ranran and her grandfather Linghu Mingde’s expectations.
That day, although she was busy working for the followers of the Bright Holy Sect, handling their legal registrations, she was utterly exasperated and couldn’t calm her mind.
Fang Ranran also predicted that the government wouldn’t last long, estimating there would be elections within three to four months.
Now she had far too little time, the election for Congressional turnover having been advanced by a full four years, and Fang Ranran lacked any voter base or the recognition of number 9.
Knowing her grandfather was struggling to hold on, they could not wait for the next term.
It was during this time that Fang Ranran received a message from number 9.
Heart of Light 9: “Miss Fang, are you available?
I wonder if you’re free lately?
A Supreme from our division wishes to meet with you soon.”
After reading the message, Fang Ranran was momentarily startled.
Rain Falling Heart Dust (Fang Ranran): “A Supreme?
Is it your division’s Capital Chief Priest or Red Priest?”
Heart of Light 9: “No, the Supreme is my superior, the true interpreter of the Bright Holy Sect and the holder of the ultimate power in the Ninth Base division.
He wishes to meet you tomorrow afternoon at Olin Manor, will that work?”
Fang Ranran felt a slight sink in her mood, this being a situation she had not anticipated.
The Bright Holy Sect in the Ninth Base division having a Supreme?
Then what was the point of everything she had done before?
Fang Ranran sighed inwardly but replied without hesitation: “Okay!”