Chapter 1237 - Label of The Minorities (2/2)

Immediately afterward, a black activist organization stood up and persuaded James’ wife to go through the legal channel, and then volunteered to arrange a strong team of lawyers for her to sue Future Mining and Celestial Trade in Ottawa.

There was no doubt that the UA was linked to all this. After all, the two countries shared the same border. The rapid response of the Canadian government made it hard to not associate it with the Capitol. The activist organization that contacted James’ wife was also based in North America.

As for covering up the failure of rescue…

Technically, it was not infeasible, but the actual operation would be too difficult, and if it was exposed, it would lead to an avalanche of controversies. Almost every colonist updated their Twitter and Facebook, and everyone also could talk to their family five times a month.

It would be unrealistic to isolate Mars from human society just because someone died.

“What do you mean? Is the UA behind all this?” Zhang Yaping frowned.

“There is a 99% chance they are, but it doesn’t make sense to have this discussion. After all, they played their cards,” Jiang Chen said with not much worry in his tone “If they think they can rely on this little trick to bother us, then that’s just cute.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Start with your problem first,” Jiang Chen crossed his fingers over his knee then looked at Zhang Yaping. “What we have to do now is to wait quietly, wait for the rowdiest people to jump out and then take care of all of them at once.”

The UA continued its attempt to intervene with Xin’s election. However, because of the presence of Ghost Agents, FBA and CIB had been unable to get directly involved in the operations.

Since a long time ago, they began providing funds to human rights groups and Coro officials, and even directly subsidized some candidates, who advocated to curtail the expansion of Celestial Trade and emphasized the state power, to participate in the general election.

It was time to cleanse these heretics.

“Do you need me to do something?” Zhang Yaping asked.

“You don’t have to do anything,” Jiang Chen said with a smile. “Resist the pressure from the public, don’t respond to the accusations from the outside world, or simply just don’t ask about this. You can prepare for the summit at the end of this month and the election in March.”

“If you already have a good plan,” Zhang Yaping forcefully nodded, “Then we’ll follow your plan.”

It sounded simple to simply ignore the criticism, but it was not a simple task. It was the final sprint till the election and while his support rate far outranked his opponent, no one could guarantee a victory until the final moment.

James was a nobody; someone no one paid attention to. However, his death now became a political event. If the matter was not handled properly, it would become a black mark on his political career.

Also, if the event continued to escalate, it may create some “suspense” for the election in two months…

This was also what worried Zhang Yaping the most.

However, Jiang Chen’s next few words erased his concerns.

“Don’t worry. I know what you are worried about, but some things will never happen.” Jiang Chen stood up and walked next to Zhang Yaping. With a mysterious smile, he then lowered his voice, “There will be news soon that a candidate is suspected of accepting foreign funds, and then they’ll be taken away by the persecutor…”

Then, those idiots who had ulterior motives would gain a deep understanding of the true owner of Xin.

Jiang Chen patted Zhang Yaping’s shoulder, and left the shocked, or rather, joyous president in the office.