I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World - Chapter 970

Chapter 970 A Necessary Decision

In the morning, a ray of sunshine scattered into the room.

Lying in Jiang Chen's arms, Liu Yao, who hadn't yet taken off the evening gown from last night, moved her cherry lips. Her silk-like skin under the sunlight was as beautiful as a piece of jewelry decorated with gold.

“Master, breakfast is ready. Do you need me to bring it up?”

Standing at the edge of the bed, Qian Xia, dressed in a maid uniform and white stockings, woke up Jiang Chen with her sweet voice.

“Yes, bring it over.”

“Okay master, please wait.”

Looking at Qian Xia's back, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a gentle bite on his chest. Liu Yao's resentful eyes drifted toward him, and her finger circled on his chest. “I already spent so much energy feeding you, but you're looking at other women the moment you get up.”

“What are you thinking about?” Jiang Chen pinched her delicate nose.

Liu Yao turned over and wanted to sit up.

But it was still hurting. Her eyebrows furrowed in pain, and she fell down.

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“Don't force yourself; lie down for a bit longer.”

“You bad person… why did you go so hard?”

“Hmmm? You asked for it,” Jiang Chen said with a smirk.

Liu Yao blushed.

She did ask him to use force when squeezing her hands. But at that time, her brain was in an unconscious state, and she didn't realize how tremendous his power was. So after she woke up, she discovered her hands were all red…

Enjoying this quiet time, Jiang Chen picked up the remote control and turned on the TV on the wall.

The news was playing on the TV.

Although he didn't understand, his watch had built-in instant translation function.

“… Morita Real Estate CEO Morita Masahiro is suspected of tax evasion. The amount involved is in the billions. The power money trade behind the scenes is shocking! The eldest son, Morita Yosuke, the heir to Morita Real Estate, was suspected of collusion with the Yakuza, and he has repeatedly hired gangs to engage in human trafficking, kidnapping, and other illegal activities.”

“After receiving the report, the Yoto Police Department has arrested two men. The father and son met in prison and burst into tears. The scene was touching but also served as a reminder. The poor man must have something to hate. If they know this will happen one day, why bother?”

On the TV, Jiang Chen saw the man he met at the entrance of the cinema. In his memory, Mr.Morita was the one who wore a white suit and said: “Get the fu*k away”?

Shaking his head with a smile, Jiang Chen changed the channel.

Sumitomo certainly knew how to deal with the situation. Jiang Chen remembered that he merely mentioned the name “Morita Yosuke” last night. They not only finished their investigation, but they also helped him handle the problem. For a big consortium that controlled the political scene of the country, it was too easy to handle a real estate developer without a clean background.

It was better than doing it himself.

Looking at Future Technology's advertisements on TV, Jiang Chen yawned leisurely.

Liu Yao, who was lying on his chest, popped up as if she remembered something.

“Right, what did you inject me with last night?”

“A drug that strengthens the body. It also has the effects of delaying aging, enhancing recovery, improving metabolic function, whitening…” Jiang Chen explained.

In fact, it was an E-grade genetic vaccine. He also injected Xia Shiyu with the same thing.

The higher the level of genetic agent, the greater the risk of uncontrolled mutation, and the lower the grade, the safer it was. The safest was the E-grade, which was the so-called civilian-grade physical strengthening drug from before the war.

Strength wasn't necessarily better the more you had. For example, Jiang Chen never thought about injecting an grade genetic vaccine which had a higher than 90% lethality rate, although that stuff could turn him into a real “Superman.”

“What's the other one?” Liu Yao tilted her head.

“Birth control.”

Liu Yao rolled her eyes and punched his chest lightly.

After a while, Qian Xia brought breakfast to the bedside table.

Jiang Chen, in a rare instance, enjoyed his lavish and corrupt life. He lay in bed and let the two girls feed him.

Honestly, the idea was better on paper. But being fed wasn't as comfortable as he imagined. Jiang Chen wanted to take the spoon and feed himself so many times.

After the meal, Jiang Chen sat up from the bed and went to the bathroom to clean himself. When he came out of the bathroom, Qian Xia had already pressed his suit and respectfully held it in front of him.

“Your clothes and the hostess' evening gown have been cleaned and dried. Is there anything else I can do for you, Master?”

“No, I have a business meeting today. I will get home at five o'clock. I will eat lunch outside, so just prepare dinner.”

“Okay, Master,” Qian Xia said with a smile as she bowed.

Jiang Chen nodded, pleased.

He felt closer and closer to this maid. Maybe he would bring her home one day? Although his mansion was taken care of by drones, he always felt something was missing after everything was taken care of by machines.

Sitting in the Luer FA6, Jiang Chen first took Liu Yao to the crew's hotel then told the driver to head for the Prime Minister's residence.

The Sumitomo Foundation was very efficient. When Jiang Chen arrived at the Prime Minister's residence, some people were wearing headscarves at the door and were protesting to the Prime Minister with the slogans of “abolishing nuclear power” and “containing electricity prices.” The police stayed around to maintain order, and media relayed the protests in front of the Prime Minister's residence to the entire world.

In fact, from the slogans, the two arguments of this protest were completely contradictory. For a resource-limited island country, nuclear power was almost an inevitable choice. Nuclear power costs weren't cheap, but nuclear power was a cheaper alternative for a country where oil and natural gas were all imported.

In this case, there would be no doubt what kind of proposals the Prime Minister and the Cabinet would discuss.

When Jiang Chen saw the Prime Minister again, he discovered that the word “tired” was almost written on his face.

Obviously, he didn't sleep at all last night, and he was in a meeting for the entire morning.

Even if he was unwilling, pressure from public opinion and Congress forced him to make a decision as soon as possible. Because of external and internal pressure, a decision that typically required three days came out the next day. The Prime Minister did indeed give Jiang Chen a satisfactory answer.

“We welcome Celestial Trade's investment. Regarding the construction of submarine transmission lines… We have no objections. The only requirement is that the construction of this transmission line must be completed by domestic companies, and maintenance must also remain in the country. As compensation, we're willing to accept your request to cover 70% of the capital cost for the project.”

A genuine smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face. He held the Prime Minister's extended hand.

“No problem. I look forward to our cooperation then.”