Chapter 1298 - Strange Events (1/2)

Translator: _Min_  Editor: Rainystars

South America, Xin Embassy in Ecuador.

Because of the time difference, it was still late at night.

Zhang Yaping finished the meeting with the representatives of the Colombian opposition and without having the time to take off his suit, he was pacing back and forth in the reception room while constantly looking up at the clock on the wall.

The moment he learned that someone was planning his murder, and it was being plotted by the infamous CIB, he was furious and shocked.

Although it was not the first he received a death threat, it was the first time he received a death threat from a third country during his diplomatic visit.

Finally tired from pacing around, he walked to the sofa in the reception room and sat down.

Pressing his fingers on his temples, Zhang Yaping closed his eyes with a headache.

While digesting a mess of emotions, he suddenly had a moment of realization as his closed eyes opened, showing a color of confusion.

“Why me?”

It would be impossible for the CIB to not be aware of the political environment of Xin.

Although Xin supported a universal suffrage system, everyone was aware that without the support of Celestial Trade, he would not be able to win this election. With the support of big data, Future Group could accurately push specific news to specific people.

Under such circumstances, even if everyone was satisfied with their vote, the final result of the vote would match the interest of Celestial Trade.

To put it bluntly, he was a puppet of Celestial Trade.

What would be the use of assassinating a puppet? If he died in South America, the vice president would immediately be able to take over in Xin. Other than causing the people of Xin to mourn and be angry, his death would not cause any disruption to the stable political environment in Xin.

Does the CIB want to provoke a war?

Filtering through these thoughts, Zhang Yaping revealed an odd expression.

If all conditions were to be met, the most likely answer obtained was the least likely possibility.

Just then, his assistant knocked on the door of the reception room and walked in quickly with the phone.

“Sir, it’s a call from the Presidential Palace …”

Snatching the phone from his assistant, Zhang Yaping hurriedly asked.

“…What did he say!”

The voice on the other end of the phone hesitated and then responded in a quiet voice.

“He said he will increase the security around you, so you don’t have to worry.”

How can I not worry!

With his face gradually turning pale, Zhang Yaping gulped.

“That is to say, the itinerary for visiting Colombia remains unchanged?”

“…Yes.”

He hung up the phone.

Collapsing into the sofa, Zhang Yaping looked at the phone in his hand with a wry smile and threw it to the assistant, who hurriedly caught it.

“Mr. President?” The assistant looked at him with some worry.

“It’s nothing,” Zhang Yaping loosened the tie around his neck and waved at him, “Go do your thing.”

“Yes.”

The assistant nodded respectfully and turned to leave the room.

The reception room had returned to its previous silence.

Inside the empty room, Zhang Yaping buried his face between his palms, took a deep breath, and sighed with a headache.

“… this is pushing me into the fire pit.”