894: Chapter 883: The Person In Charge 894: Chapter 883: The Person In Charge Arica and Huaxia are different.
Though Umbrella was not originally part of the Allied forces’ camp, post-war, it managed to thrive in Arica.
After all, this is the land where the word ‘利益’—’interest’—is fully embodied.
In New York City, Umbrella has maintained so clout.
Over the years, aside from forces like Mingwang Pavilion, which it cultivated, there are nurous other factions under its support as well.
In Arica, there’s no doubt that Umbrella supports certain factions.
“Damn Jews!
It’s only my first day in New York City, and they’re already forcing to et them.
Wasn’t our agreed-upon ti not supposed to be today?”
Konstantin cursed under his breath.
He truly couldn’t bring himself to like the Jews.
The Jewish negotiators, sohow privy to Konstantin’s quiet arrival in New York City, had wasted no ti demanding an audience with him.
As if learning about his arrival wasn’t bad enough, their insistence on an imdiate eting radiated a patronizing “big brother” attitude, which infuriated Konstantin so much he felt a powerful urge to confront them physically.
If this collaboration weren’t enormously beneficial to Umbrella, Konstantin wouldn’t have entertained those Jews under any circumstances.
But alas, tis have changed; today’s Umbrella is no longer the fearso Fang it once was.
“Lord Konstantin, welco to New York City.
I’m the regional director here.
Is there anything I can assist you with?”
A white man stood before Konstantin.
He was the person in charge of Umbrella’s operations in New York City.
The man waited respectfully for Konstantin’s response, though the latter seed preoccupied with his thoughts and ignored him.
Konstantin maintained his silence for a long ti, probably about five minutes, before finally snapping back to attention and glancing at the white man.
“New York City has a bunch of Jews.
Do you know how hideous they look?”
Konstantin questioned.
The man’s facial expression twitched subtly as he looked at Konstantin, half-understanding his words and uncertain of their intent.
The inquiry seed entirely puzzling; he had co rely to ask if there was any way he could be of service, only to be confronted with a comnt about Jews.
It’s worth noting that this regional director himself was Jewish, which made Konstantin’s question all the more awkward for him.
“Uh… Lord Konstantin, is there sothing specific about Jews that concerns you?”
The New York City director asked stiffly, forcing a smile.
But Konstantin, still simring with resentnt over the Jewish financiers, replied bluntly, “What concerns?
These Vampires—could you honestly like them?”
“Vampires?
Might Lord Konstantin have so misunderstanding about Jews?”
The director seed to pick up on Konstantin’s hostility toward Jews and couldn’t help but inquire further.
Simultaneously, he dared not disclose his own Jewish heritage; evidently, Konstantin didn’t harbor favorable views about Jews, so revealing this would only incur unnecessary trouble.
“Hahahaha!
What kind of misunderstanding could I have?
Everything I said is simply the truth.
By the way, your expression seems a bit strange—has sothing unusual happened in New York City?”
As he spoke, Konstantin noticed the director’s peculiar expression and instinctively asked.
The man smiled bitterly upon hearing this.
Was he supposed to confess that he was a Jew?
Notwithstanding Konstantin’s apparent dislike for Jews, the nuances suggested that this BOSS had quite an unyielding distaste.
Thus, the director saw no point in invoking trouble for himself.
Ultimately, the director avoided addressing Konstantin’s remarks head-on, choosing instead to sidestep the issue tactfully, thus brushing past the topic.
If Konstantin discovered that the man standing before him was one of the Jews he despised, it’s anyone’s guess what his reaction would be.
“I summoned you here for no major reason; just brief on New York City’s current situation.
Our Umbrella operations here are progressing smoothly, aren’t they?”
Konstantin asked offhandedly.
He was primarily trying to gauge which side the New York City director leaned toward—his own or Tengyun Geshang’s.
Confirming this was his aim.
Poor New York City director—it hadn’t even dawned on him that Konstantin had laid a trap for him.
One pointed question after another soon plunged him straight into it.
By the ti the realization hit, cold sweat already coated the man’s forehead.
“Lord Konstantin, what are you implying?!”
Just monts ago, Konstantin’s line of questioning had caused the director’s face to twist, sending shivers down his spine.
He seed to have unwittingly fallen into Konstantin’s trap.
Konstantin was clearly forcing him to pick a side!
This was far from a friendly ssage.
The fact that Konstantin even broached such topics signaled growing fractures between the organization’s foremost leaders.
The sharper their infighting grew, the likelier it spelled doom for subordinates caught in the fray.
The director could already sense impending disaster brewing.
Fear overtook him—he didn’t want to be sucked into this maelstrom; otherwise, he risked being utterly annihilated.
He lacked the resolve for such a fate.
“What’s wrong?
Hard to answer?
I rely asked about Tengyun Geshang’s previous visits to New York City—what did he discuss with you?
Is that such a difficult question?”
“No, it’s not…”
“Then what?”
Konstantin sneered coldly.
He’d heard rumors about this man being closely aligned with Tengyun Geshang.
The New York City director’s face turned ashen, his heart sinking in despair.
He wasn’t nearly as close to Tengyun Geshang as the rumors claid!
Rumors exist precisely because they lack substantiation, but what frustrated him most was—Konstantin had chosen to believe them!
“Lord Konstantin, please don’t misunderstand.
I assure you, there’s nothing to it.
Although Master Tengyun Geshang visited New York City a few tis, every eting was purely routine.
I checked in with him out of protocol—there was nothing extraordinary about it!”
The director couldn’t grasp where Konstantin was getting these unsettling whispers from.
He wasn’t affiliated with Tengyun Geshang; he was rely a loyal Umbrella mber!
Would Konstantin believe him?
In truth, Konstantin remained skeptical—he hadn’t fully bought the director’s explanation.
But judging the man’s frightened deanor, he decided to cease further pursuit for now.
He didn’t want to leave deep-seated suspicions festering in his subordinate’s heart.
What Konstantin didn’t realize was that the New York City director’s loyalties were already drifting toward Tengyun Geshang’s side.
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