Capítulo 1551: Chapter 1260: Pushed Onto the Grill

“What has happened to this world?”

Aaron, sitting in the study of his mobile mansion in Kyiv, sighed as he looked at the various information on his computer and said, “Al-Qaeda has gotten smarter; it’s going to be harder to make money from them in the future…”

Then Aaron looked at a young Ukrainian sitting across the desk and said, “Polnyavov, is the actor ready?”

The fair-skinned Polnyavov, with an air of a technician, looked at the man in front of him and said nervously, “Sir, Mr. Zelens will officially announce his candidacy tonight!

He has already raised some funds, and according to my network statistics, many people in the country like him. Once he declares his candidacy, he will receive…”

Polnyavov cautiously glanced at Aaron and said, “Once he announces his candidacy, he will receive funding support from America.”

Aaron smiled at the young man in front of him and said, “Buddy, don’t be nervous, you’re just working.

Consider yourself a competent campaign office manager, not a timid person.

You have the technology that Mr. Zelens urgently needs. As long as he gets elected, you’ll gain unprecedented support.

You will be Ukraine’s network czar, able to lead many things…”

Polnyavov listened, nervously looked at Aaron, and said, “Sir, can I ask a question?”

Aaron leisurely spread his hands and said, “Of course, I hope you don’t see me as those Americans intending to control Ukraine. We are collaborators, and I can offer what they cannot.”

Polnyavov cautiously looked at the smiling Aaron and said, “Sir, can I know why you’re secretly involved in Ukraine’s election and chose Mr. Zelens?

In the eyes of most politicians, Mr. Zelens is not particularly favored.

You’ve spent big money acquiring my company, yet you support an unfavored actor. I’m a bit confused.

Because you don’t even want to meet Mr. Zelens…”

Aaron listened, pressed his hands together beneath his chin, and after pondering for a moment, said, “I have a friend who won a lot through election betting!

And then I thought, why not me?

You ask why I don’t meet Zelens. It’s simple; in my eyes, the most valuable people are you and your team, not some politician pushed to the forefront.

Whoever Ukraine’s president is doesn’t matter, because no matter who it is, they have to heed Washington.

But you’re different; you represent a new form of narrative, and the power of online media is growing stronger.

You and your team can become a decisive force in the future!

I need you and the power within you that has yet to be unleashed!

Believe me, help Zelens ascend to the presidency, and together we will create something.

I don’t guarantee what I do will be good or righteous, but I guarantee that working with me will give you an unparalleled sense of achievement.

Trust me, follow your intuition, follow me, and when you grow old, you definitely won’t regret today’s decision!”

As he spoke, Aaron stood up with difficulty and walked over to Polnyavov, patting the young man on the shoulder, laughing and saying, “Do you believe, as long as we have enough conviction, we will surely succeed.

Maybe most people won’t praise or even understand our choice, but I assure you, you won’t regret it!

I’m different from some people; justice has never been my first choice. What I want is power and wealth, and occasionally I pursue some light and honor within my capabilities…

That’s my choice, and I believe you will definitely understand!”

Polnyavov glanced down at Aaron’s legs, recalled his shabby startup, the smelly little bed, the girlfriend who left him, and the large cash offer from Aaron. After a moment of silence, he nodded heavily and said, “I understand, sir!

I’ll listen to you, sir!”

Hearing this, Aaron nodded with satisfaction and smiled, “That’s great, you won’t be disappointed!

Remember to keep a low profile, protect yourself, and contact me if you encounter any trouble. I will ensure your safety!

Once you gain the trust of the president and have government support, you can unleash your talents.

The long-term goals you don’t need to know right away, but as soon as Zelens succeeds in the election, I will have someone contact you.

We are going to build a crypto empire, and you will become a billionaire!

By then, you will become a true big shot!

A big shot who everyone will have to tip their hat to!”

……………

“Damn the big shot…”

Boss Joe, facing the teasing of several African big shots beside him, angrily cursed, “Why do those terrorists think they are qualified to negotiate with me?

Those sons of bitches don’t wash their necks clean waiting for me to slaughter them, yet they want to push me into the fire pit…

FUCK, if I find out who gave them the idea, I’ll go gut that bastard.”

As Joe Ga was cursing unhappily, a roar erupted from the sports field below…

The incredibly strong Ayu changed into sportswear, took a few running steps, and forcefully threw the javelin in his hand.

The javelin, under Ayu’s immense strength and the resistance of the air, kept trembling in the air. Then, covering nearly a hundred meters, it passed over the crowd, amidst gasps, and plunged into the ground next to a vendor…

“Oh…”

The vendor selling drinks looked at the javelin by his feet and couldn’t help but let out a series of tremors, then saw a few referees excitedly rushing over, standing by him and making hand gestures…

“It definitely exceeded a hundred meters, broke the record, a world record, and it’s the men’s world record…”

“FUCK, what did we just witness? That guy’s a monster…”

“Where’s the ruler, the ruler, bring the ruler over…”

The vendor, legs trembling nervously, looked at the old bailiff next to him and said, “Can I, can I leave?”

The white-haired old bailiff, hearing this, decisively took out 5 bucks to buy a drink, then held the javelin with one hand and put an arm around the vendor’s shoulder, calling to his companion, “Hey, take a picture for me, I have to take it back and hang it on the wall, I witnessed a miracle!”

Joe Ga on the stand, seeing two young black guys running around with a banner that said ‘105.3M’, jumped up in surprise and high-fived the people around him, shouting, “See that? That’s my guy, that’s my buddy…”

Francois, somewhat rejuvenated, tidied his golf shirt and said to Joe Ga, “Congratulations, your guy won the championship…

Boss, you’re truly a big deal!

No matter what the outside world thinks, those YSL terrorists are ‘surrendering’ to you…

Whether they really surrender or not, considering the current media stance, and looking from the grand narrative perspective, you’ve accomplished a great feat that America hasn’t achieved in decades.

This is comparable to Saladin defeating the Crusaders yet sparing them, thereby securing peace.

The only way for different races worldwide to strive for peace is to overwhelmingly defeat the opponent, then forgive the opponent, and finally embrace the opponent with broad hearts…

Boss, if Al-Qaeda and the YSL State don’t go back on their word, then you’ve already accomplished the first point!”

Even though he knew the words of terrorist organizations couldn’t be trusted, facing Francois’s very skillful flattery, Joe Ga couldn’t help but feel a bit vain…

But when he took out his phone and saw the call on it, his mood immediately soured…

Seeing Ayu exiting the sports field, Joe Ga put his fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle, then clapped forcefully, calling on everyone to follow…

The sports field only had a makeshift simple stand on one side, but around it gathered about two thousand people…

When Boss Joe started clapping, huge applause erupted around the temporary stadium, and the joyful atmosphere began to spread.

In fact, for Sangha Town, the content of the competition doesn’t matter at all. Giving people a chance to gather together, cheer for one person, or boo, this intriguing atmosphere is the most interesting part.

Basically, it’s a form of entertainment, and one with a positive and uplifting significance!

As Ayu exited, Joe Ga let out a boo for the next male athlete on the field, then waved goodbye to the audience and left the stadium.

Back at his estate after boarding his car, Joe Ga returned the call and said unhappily, “What happened on the American side?”

On the other end, Eric, stunned for a moment, laughed and said, “Boss, from your tone, it seems you’re in a bad mood?

Why?

You’ve achieved unparalleled success. If you were in New York, you’d see thousands of Palestinians gathered at the UN entrance, calling on the UN to offer PB a contract!

Just half an hour ago, Egypt also issued a statement, saying that if the UN is willing to arrange for PB to intervene in the Palestinian area, they are happy to provide a base in the Sinai Peninsula for PB and cooperate with PB to fight against YSL state terrorists lurking in the area.

Haha, just as Egypt’s statement ended, the Libyan base in Tripoli contacted Al Jazeera Television…

He said if PB can protect the people of Gaza from further persecution, they will have their brothers on the Sinai Peninsula cease their opposition to the Egyptian government and all retreat to Libya…”

Joe Ga’s head was full of sweat as he listened…

“FUCK, they’re trying to kick me off the anti-terror line and turn to confront the Jewish groups…

Why do these terrorists hate me so much?”

Saying that, Joe Ga wiped away the sweat and said, “Do you know who taught those bastards to say that?

Help me find out…”