Chapter 2065: Chapter 1335: Thank You, Oppa
Seoul’s top Platinum Level hotel.
Boss Jiang crossed his legs, leaning back on the sofa, leisurely watching TV.
Of course.
This is Korea, and the TV news broadcast is in Korean, which he surely couldn’t understand.
But it doesn’t matter.
There are two idol-grade private assistants standing by, providing simultaneous translation.
This is probably why countless people are fighting their way to the top.
To be fair and objective, Korea is a very magical country, so much so that even its neighbor, the similarly afflicted Japanese, find it hard to compete.
Take, for example, the news currently being broadcast.
The National Assembly is actually at odds with Mr. President, holding a eting to vote on restricting the presidential powers, specifically to abolish the presidential veto power stipulated by the Constitution.
As everyone knows, in a parliantary system, the National Assembly is the supre authority, akin to the People’s Congress in Shen Zhou. The President is accountable to the Assembly, and major policies decided by the President need the Assembly’s approval to proceed.
Of course.
The President isn’t a puppet either, as Korea’s Constitution clearly states that the President has a veto power over resolutions passed by the National Assembly.
The purpose is simple, for fairness and balance.
The starting point is good, but reality often presents unexpected comical situations, and the ruling class in Korea now finds itself awkwardly stuck over this.
It’s the sa old ga, party struggle—nothing surprising anywhere, after all, wherever there are people, there are undercurrents and where there are undercurrents, there is conflict. Yet, worldwide, places as unabashed as Korea are few.
High-ranking people usually have to maintain decorum.
But for Korea’s senior officials… to hell with decorum, I just want to crush you.
In Korea, the number of Presidents who have ended their terms well is few and far between, to the point it has beco a running joke among the people worldwide, illustrating the extre nature of Korea’s power struggles.
And this tradition is still ongoing, continuing to this day.
The news made it very clear that the Assembly has once again passed a motion to investigate the First Lady, initiating a special probe into her potential criminal activities.
Exactly.
They’re going to investigate the First Lady.
In most places, this would be utterly outrageous.
And pay attention to the key word in the news.
There’s a word “again.”
Which ans it’s not the first ti. It’s just that before, the proposals were vetoed by Mr. President, who used the constitutional veto power citing marital loyalty.
TV stations are even mocking, guessing whether Mr. President will once more step up to defend his wife.
The answer is almost certainly yes.
Having vetoed so many tis, why care about one more?
What is this?
Korea’s supre act of devotion.
Yet the Assembly is relentless, clearly aware of the couple’s solid relationship, yet undeterred, persisting regardless of how many tis they’re vetoed, continuously initiating votes at the fastest pace.
You approve, I veto—this isn’t just a ga of ping-pong, it’s entertainnt provided to the Korean people under Alexander and spectators worldwide for free.
If the elite ruling class battles look this ugly, one can imagine the state of Korean society as a whole.
As a foreigner, Boss Jiang certainly wouldn’t comnt on this, only thinking that the First Lady on TV had botched plastic surgery.
Too superficial.
You can easily spot the dense technological vibe.
“Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong…”
The doorbell rang.
The private assistant went to open the door.
Xing Jie walked in.
“Where’s Xu Kuan?”
Jiang Chen asked calmly, still watching TV.
“He’s busy.”
Mr. Jiang didn’t speak, so even standing at the top of Seoul, Xing Jie could only stand.
“Last night’s incident, it was Xu Kuan’s idea, right? He doesn’t dare to co himself, sent you to take the fall.”
Though Boss Jiang isn’t very old, he’s certainly shrewd.
People’s personalities differ; if Xu Kuan were here, he’d certainly play dumb, dodge the question, whereas Xing Jie remained silent.
To “push” Jin Zhuxuan into the water could only be Xu Kuan’s mischievous idea, and Jiang Chen didn’t take his annoyance out on the “honest man.”
“Sit.”
Xing Jie sat down, looked at the TV, sensibly avoiding ntioning yesterday’s events, and comnted, “Yin Ronghuan is probably the most abstract president in Korea’s history.”
“Loving one’s wife isn’t a flaw, it’s a virtue.”
Boss Jiang made a fair point for this laughable president who is criticized by thousands.
Of course.
But looking at the current situation, even if this President purposely didn’t set up office at the Blue House, he still can’t break the entrenched curse, despite having endless back-and-forth with the Assembly.
But so what?
In Shen Zhou, King You of Zhou lit warning beacons just for his favorite beauty’s smile. As a head of state today, what wrong is there in protecting one’s own wife?
At worst, the couple can stick together sewing machine pedals.
What’s there to fear!
Throughout the ages, he’s not the first, nor will he be the last, even if he can’t be a wise ruler, he absolutely won’t be a scumbag!
Show the emotion on the screen.
There is indeed love in this world, who says couples are just birds of a tree?
Of course, ticulously protecting one’s wife against all odds isn’t just out of pure love—if not fellow birds, they might be grasshoppers on the sa rope. Mr. Jiang’s remark is too one-sided, but Xing Jie certainly won’t correct it.
“Mr. Jiang, it’s ti to head out.”
“Hmm.”
This ti, while visiting Korea, there are indeed so people who should take this opportunity to et,
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