Chapter 1017: Chu Yan, the crucial vote in the election!
Upon hearing this, Xiao Sheng put down the watermelon in his hand, clenched his fist, and held it out to Wei Zijing: "Blow on it."
Wei Zijing: "......??? Ugh!" Why does this feel so stupid?
Wei Zijing had just looked up when he saw Xiao Sheng open his fist, flames sizzling from his palm!
"Holy crap! Holy crap!!" Wei Zijing hurriedly backed away!
Xiao Sheng quickly reached out and pulled the person back: "Don't fall! Be careful!"
Wei Zijing stared intently at Xiao Sheng's hand: "There was a fire just now!! A flame suddenly shot up! Really?!"
Xiao Sheng: "...Let go!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Zijing immediately released Xiao Sheng's hand and then stared intently at his palm.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!" The orange-yellow flame reappeared in Xiao Sheng's palm!
Wei Zijing swore that he had been watching Xiao Sheng's hands the whole time! He absolutely had no chance to tamper with them!
As he watched, Wei Zijing reached out to grab the flame, wanting to see if it was really real!
As soon as he reached out, Xiao Sheng grabbed his hand: "Are you crazy? This is supernatural fire! You're just going to grab it like that? Don't you have hands anymore?"
Wei Zijing snapped out of his daze: "This thing looks very mild, but how lethal is it?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Xiao Sheng placed a fork on the fire, and the stainless steel fork instantly turned to ashes!
Wei Zijing swallowed hard, looked at his hand, and then at the broken fork.
"Well, well, cough, it's... a bit serious." She said, reaching for her water glass.
Gu Yin looked at the other person's trembling hands and smiled, "This is a superpower. Xiao Sheng is a fire elemental. We developed a potion before that improved his genes and activated his superpower. But it's not 100%. Some people don't have it, but there are other ways to cultivate it."
Wei Zijing immediately held out his hand to Gu Yin, his eyes shining: "Look at me, look at me!! See if I have any potential!"
Gu Yin looked into his excited eyes: "...What is this gentleman doing here?"
"Taking a pulse, feeling the bones! Isn't that how it's done in TV dramas?"
Gu Yin: "...I don't know how. I do experiments, not study traditional Chinese medicine. If you want to learn, my school will open later, and you can sign up. You've gained some traffic today because of this, so you can give me a shout-out later."
Upon hearing this, Wei Zijing withdrew his hand: "Alright! What preparations do I need to make?"
Gu Yin shook her head: "No need."
After receiving the reply, Wei Zijing asked Xiao Sheng to demonstrate it.
The online situation has basically been completely debunked. The other party couldn't produce any evidence, and with the PR teams from both Li Li and Wei Zijing joining in, Lin Xu simply shut up.
As for his future career, that depends on his own abilities.
When Gu Yin got home that evening, she went to the Chu family's house next door.
When Gu Yin arrived, all four members of the Chu family were present.
"Ah Yin is here! Come in, come in and sit down!" The old lady was the first to spot Gu Yin.
Gu Yin smiled and walked over: "I originally planned to come and check on you when I came back at noon, but Grandma said no one was home."
The old lady held Gu Yin's hand and said with a smile, "Yes, we went back to Jiang City today to sweep your grandfather's grave. We won't go back for the New Year. Your grandma came to tell us you were back, but you were out having dinner with friends, so we didn't contact you. It's been so long since we last saw you, but you haven't lost weight. It seems you're doing well over there."
Gu Yin shook the other person's hand and nodded with a smile: "You'll eat and drink well, have fun, so don't worry!"
"Now let's connect with our reporter colleagues who are currently in Silicon Valley..."
Gu Yin turned her head and saw a huge screen in front of her broadcasting live news, and it was even overseas news.
Gu Yin turned to look at the four people, only to find that their eyes were all focused on the television.
Gu Yin felt a little guilty about how focused he was.
"The United States is currently in the midst of an election campaign. This street, only 540 meters long and 11 meters wide, is narrow, but it is famous for concentrating the core of global financial power and historical landmarks. We are currently located at one of the world's largest stock exchanges!"
"As you can see, the place is packed with people. Our people can't even squeeze in. These American journalists and members of the public all want to know: the Chu family conglomerate, which has grown rapidly in the last two years by merging the assets of several large families, including the George and Wilson families, is now among the top three wealthiest in the United States! The top two have already made their choices and are on opposing sides. So, will this Chinese-American choose the still-serving president, or will he support the highly popular former president? I hear that Chu Yan's vote is extremely important right now! So far, he hasn't chosen a side! Everyone is scrambling for it, watching closely to get the answer! Hey!!! The crowd is starting to get noisy! It seems some important person is coming out! Let's try to squeeze in; maybe we can see them!"
This state journalist and his teammates, carrying their equipment, squeezed into the crowd!
Hearing this long passage, Gu Yin watched the TV carefully, afraid of missing anything.
Chu Yan has been very busy lately, busy with planning, busy integrating the assets he just acquired, and busy dealing with various pressures from the upper echelons of the United States.
As a Chinese American with such high wealth, the banks and investment companies he recently controlled have intricate connections with the US Treasury. He never expected to rise so high on this trip; some things were what he wanted, and some were what he had to do.
After going on this trip, the way back is becoming increasingly unclear.
The elevator doors opened, and Chu Yan's eyes regained their composure. He suppressed all his emotions and strode out.
“The outside world is watching us closely. Haven’t you made a decision yet? If you don’t decide soon, the president will intervene, and you’ll be in a passive position, which might not be good.” Chi Ye followed them out of the elevator and asked softly when he saw the crowd gathered at the door.
Chu Yan also saw what was happening outside. Ever since he learned that his vote was crucial, this kind of thing had been happening at the entrance every day. A few days ago, some people got impatient and even threw things at him and cursed him, but he didn't care about any of that.
"I've already made my decision, don't worry, there's still a year until the election."
Now that we've come this far, let's turn things upside down! He believed that Ayin would bring him back; that's how much he trusted her!
As soon as I stepped out of the gate, those people surrounded me.
Chu Yan immediately reached out his hand: "I know what you're waiting for. I'm of Chinese descent, and I'm not familiar with the candidates' philosophies. I need time to investigate. I'm not a politician; I'm a businessman. Profit comes first. But my upbringing and education force me to consider the public interest first. People can support a boat, but they can also capsize it. All my companies and their target audience are the public. If everyone is unhappy, my interests will definitely suffer. So, whichever candidate's philosophy aligns with my thinking, I'll choose. I'm still investigating. Don't be too hasty. You don't need to come every day. I have to choose eventually, don't I? Alright, disperse!"
After Chu Yan finished speaking, he saw the familiar logo, smiled, and waved: "From China?"
The crowd parted to make way.
The reporter paused for a moment, then nodded and stepped forward: "Hello, Mr. Chu Yan, I am Cheng Hui, an official reporter from China."
Chu Yan smiled gently: "It's been a long time since I've heard such warm Mandarin. Are you like them? You came here to find out the result?"
Cheng Hui shook his head: "We will not interfere with your choice. We are democratic and free. We just want to follow up on the preparations made by the American candidates for the election."
Chu Yan nodded upon hearing this: "Alright, I'll say it again: whichever ideology brings the most benefits to the masses, I'll choose."
He nodded after speaking, then turned and left Wall Street.
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