Chapter 1,265 That’s Not My Hometown

The top floor of the Heart of the Ocean is now brightly lit under the semi-open-air arc dome.

This is the most luxurious banquet hall in the entire New Zealand, and it also often hosts the most top-notch banquets in the entire New Zealand. In addition to the state banquets that are usually sponsored by the Future Group and are free of charge, private individuals or companies who want to rent the venue will have to pay a rent of 20 million Singapore dollars.

According to the current international influence of the New Nation and the Earth Defense Alliance, the banquet held here at this moment is probably one of the most coveted dinners in the world, not to mention the state banquet at the White House. Perhaps what is placed on the banquet table is not some extraordinary delicacies, but what happens outside the table determines the future direction of the world.

"Haha, President Zhang, congratulations!" The man in a suit and leather shoes stepped forward and congratulated him.

"It seems that God is destined to allow our new country to continue to prosper, because every citizen of the new country has made the right choice." Wearing a black evening gown, a representative of a citizen group smiled and raised his glass, also offering Congratulations.

Faced with every congratulation and compliment, President Zhang smiled humbly and tried his best to leave a personable image to the guests. However, the raised corners of his mouth and the blush on his face still betrayed the pride in his heart.

This victory came very easily, and could even be described as expected.

However, even knowing this, the little vanity that people have in their hearts is still greatly satisfied.

Who would have thought that a political refugee who was living in exile in New Zealand four years ago would suddenly become a revolutionary leader of the new country and be promoted to the throne of the president?

Of course, obviously not everyone is happy with this result.

The opposition party member who was also invited stood in an unnoticed corner, his eyes filled with jealousy as he looked at Zhang Yaping who was receiving cheers and congratulations at the door, and taunted in a low voice.

"Isn't it just a hug? What's so cool about it?"

"Haha, just a puppet..."

"Hmph! When I become president, the first thing I will do is to end the Future Man Group's monopoly on the new country's economy. The second thing is to take back the national defense and intelligence powers from Star Circle Trading. It's just a company. , actually riding on the head of the country, how unreasonable..." More radicals were so angry that they hid in the corner and shouted their political opinions to their comrades.

Occasionally, someone passing by heard it, smiled, and made a joke.

“So you’ll never be president.

"

The man's face was red and his ears were red, and he was angry, but he looked away silently.

Obviously, when he said these words, he knew it very well.

As long as the new country continues to be strong, these ideas of mine can only be realized in dreams...

Except for a few complaints, the main theme of the entire banquet was still positive.

The melodious symphony echoed in every corner of the hall, and the polite waiters walked among the tables, refilling the goblets on the long table.

There were commotions at the door of the banquet hall from time to time, and the guests in the banquet hall also cast concerned glances at the door from time to time.

In addition to the generally important guests, those invited were also the ambassadors of certain superpowers, the foreign ministers of a member state of the Earth Defense Alliance, or the generals and presidents of vassal countries such as Morocco, the Philippines, and Madagascar... …

The formations for both the welcomers and the welcomed guests were quite grand when they came to visit these guests who represented the country. After all, this is laying the foundation for the next four years of diplomatic relations between the two countries. No matter how big the budget is, no matter how extravagant the performance venue is, it is all worth it.

"Welcome, Mr. Kerry." Looking at the American who walked in, Zhang Yaping's face showed a hint of surprise, but it soon turned into a spring-like smile, and he extended his right hand to him, "How could such an outstanding person like you be there?" Secretary of State is an honor for America."

"Thank you for the compliment." Although Kerry was not satisfied with the compliment, he still smiled formally. "On behalf of the U.S. government, I congratulate you on your election. I hope to work with you to maintain world peace in the next four years." , to cooperate in a wider range of areas..."

After reciting the lines in his heart, Kerry smiled without hypocrisy, nodded politely to President Zhang and the applauding crowd around him to show his friendship, loosened his clenched hands, and walked into the hall.

…

Standing on the elevator to the rooftop banquet hall, Jiang Chen held Ayesha's little hand and narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the crowds of people on the lawn outside the floor-to-ceiling window and the reporters who were blocked from the isolation zone by the police and the army. eyes, and whispered a poem.

"If there is a paradise on earth, Damascus must be in it. If paradise is in the sky, Damascus will be as famous as it."

"Aren't we going to solve the South American problem?" Ayesha twisted her petite body restrained in the evening dress awkwardly. She looked at the crystal high heels and whispered, "What does it have to do with Damascus?"

"International problems never exist in isolation. In fact, these two problems can be solved together." Jiang Chen shrugged and pointed gently at the turbaned man outside the French window who was escorted by a group of bodyguards through the parking lot. " Did you see that? That is the Saudi Crown Prince. There should have been a beautiful princess beside him, but he did not bring her with her."

"What does he have to do with us?" Ayesha asked.

"Of course, to put it simply," Jiang Chen smiled, "we will solve the Syrian problem for Russia, and the KGB will "replace" the president of Colombia for us. I happen to have a little friendship with someone in the Middle East, and he can Help me introduce a Syrian general and provide a shortcut from the Persian Gulf to Syria that avoids the US military’s eyes.”

Because of the Ares incident, the relationship between New Zealand and the United States suddenly took a 90-degree turn from the Cold War state, and stood on the edge of ambiguity. How long this ambiguous relationship can last depends on who will sit in the White House and give orders next time.

During this period, the United States will not take the initiative to challenge the Star Ring trade, but the Star Ring trade should not irritate the Americans. If this ambiguous relationship is maintained until Joseph Kennedy is elected, maybe there will be another member in the Earth Defense Alliance family?

Options that can avoid war are better avoided.

not to mention……

Jiang Chen paused, looked at Ayesha and smiled.

"Besides, don't you want to help your hometown?"

Holding Jiang Chen's arm, Ayesha shook her head gently and smiled softly.

"That's not my hometown. Your shoulders are my hometown."

The soft light hidden in the blue eyes can't help but make people's hearts flutter even if they touch her accidentally.

However, facing that unreserved tenderness, Jiang Chen couldn't relax in his heart.

He took her away from the desert, took off her tattered headscarf, took her into a secular civilized society, saw another world that she had only seen in fantasy, and converted to atheism. faith...

However, even after so many years, she has not been able to completely escape the shadow of her hometown.

After all, for a girl who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, her parents died tragically in front of her, she was beheaded and dismembered by armed men of different faiths and sects, and she walked alone through the front line of hunger, disease and death... Such memories can no longer be used. Cruel is a pale word to describe.

What she has always chosen is to forget, and use another tall and enviable figure to fill the vacant part in her heart.

It's been the same for the past five years.

Jiang Chen had no intention of reminding her of those bad memories, he just wanted to do something for her.

Even the power of Gaia civilization may not be able to make a dead person crawl out of the grave.

Perhaps a peaceful and prosperous hometown would make her feel a little better.

This is the only thing he can do for her.

Now, the time has come.

Reaching out to rub the chestnut hair, Jiang Chen leaned close to her ear and whispered.

"Then consider it done for me."

Her small hand gently covered the warm big hand. Ayesha lowered her eyebrows slightly and nodded meekly.

"Um."