Chapter 1256 - It Can't Get Worse

There was no doubt that the rescue was successful.

When the interviews showed images of the rescued astronauts speaking emotionally with their families, they deeply touched everyone who was concerned about Ares.

On Twitter.

On Facebook.

It was a topic discussed on every major social media platform in the UA.

“Celestial Trade may not be as evil as the Capitol described them to be.”

“Maybe there were misunderstandings between us, maybe the Capitol should explain this?”

“Thank God, anyway, peace is good…”

“Joseph Kennedy is great!”

“The Ares incident once again reflected the incompetency of our political system. From NASA disregarding Celestial Trade’s warning, to the failure of the secretary of state to reach an agreement with Celestial Trade on the rescue, to the Capitol blaming Celestial Trade for disregarding human life… to finally, a senator saving the seven astronauts.”

“It was a terrible term, but fortunately it’s over!”

“President Kennedy was the president that received the highest approval rating in history… I hope that Kennedy is as wise as his great-grandfather.”

To summarize the incident, Joseph Kennedy visited Xin and started volleyball diplomacy with Jiang Chen. He finally succeeded in “convincing” Celestial Trade and became friends with Jiang Chen himself. Celestial Trade sent troops and successfully rescued the astronauts from Ares.

It was widely analyzed that if Joseph Kennedy is successfully elected as the president of the UA, he would be able to repair the increasingly tense diplomatic relations between the two countries, restore Hill’s failure of returning to the Asia-Pacific and space strategy, and dismantle the iron curtain between the East and the West, while finally lead the country and the world in a better direction…

“We were played!”

Morgan was immersed in thoughts while he stared at the newspaper on the table.

He envisioned a variety of scenarios, but he did not think B City Consortium would work with Future Group.

After the fall of the Freemasonry, the WASP Alliance lost an enemy. Wall Street was completely under Anglo-Saxons’ control, whch gave Morgan an illusion that he replaced Rothschild as the financial world emperor.

No, not an illusion.

If he added his assets with the assets divided up from Rothschild and then converted it into dollars, he would indeed be the richest man in the world.

However, now, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated the man on the other side of the ocean.

“You mean,” Morgan looked at the man standing at his desk and softly said, “We lost?”

He was the finance manager in Kerry’s campaign, and also the insider of Morgan in Kerry’s team.

The support rate of Kerry and Joseph was originally similar, but because of the Ares incident, the fine balance had now tipped to Joseph’s favor.

The man’s expression was stiff as he nodded.

“If there is no turning point, the victory of the primaries has been decided.”

According to the latest poll after Ares incident, Joseph’s party support rate rose from 27% to 39% today. This number was already quite shocking. After all, in addition to the three most promising candidates, there were several other candidates who also have their own supporters.

Unless…

Unless another “curse” fell upon the Kennedy family…

The thought quickly appeared in his head, but immediately faded.

Morgan shook his head and threw the idea to the back of his head.

Assassinating Kennedy would be simply looking down on the intelligence of the population. Especially now, in a different era, without a Bay of Pig incident as the lore, it would be easy to kill someone, but it would be hard to come clean.

What’s more, although the strength of the B City Consortium was relatively weak, it was still a force to be reckoned with. Now the security forces around Kennedy would be close to the level of the president.

After all, the candidate they brought up seemed to be one step away from the office.

He sneered.

Morgan reached out and pressed a few buttons on the phone. He called his “old friend” Rockefeller.

The phone rang twice.

It was a familiar and annoying voice.

“Hello?”

“It’s me,” Morgan said emotionlessly.

There was a cheerful but aged laughter.

“Haha, my old friend, I was just betting with my wife and saying that you would definitely call me.”

“It seems that your gamble paid off?” Morgan’s tone was sarcastic.

“No,” Rockefeller shook his head and said calmly. “The ending is always unexpected, isn’t it?”

In contrast to Morgan, Rockefeller and his allies in the Middle East initially put their chips on Hill. However, since the confrontation on the Pacific during the second half of last year, the Hill government seemed to have an unlucky streak. Rockefeller could only feel helpless with the result.

He did not have any hope for the primaries since the start of this year.

“Yes? It seems that even the luckiest will lose sometimes.” Morgan laughed.

“What about you? Have you won?” Rockefeller asked with slyness in his tone.

“No, so I found you,” Morgan sighed and hid the sarcasm in his tone. “Let’s work together.”

“Work together?” Rockefeller raised an eyebrow.

He could guess what Morgan would say next.

“Yes,” Morgan said directly. “If Joseph Kennedy comes to power, it is a nightmare for the military-industrial complex. In order to counter the pressure of the new Cold War Era, we must station more troops in Europe, the Middle East, and Asia, not pushing for reconciliation. The UA has always been, and can only be a bald eagle, not a dove.”

“So you want to add another accident to the cursed history of the Kennedy family? With all due respect, this may be a terrible choice.” Rockefeller shook his head.

“No, no, my old friend, am I such an irrational person? There is still a general election after the primaries! Although we have lost the primaries, we can continue to bet on the general election!” Morgan said with a sneer.

“That person is difficult to control. Although he does not have as much wealth as you and I, he absolutely does not lack money.” Rockefeller shook his head. “And listen to his campaign, representing the interests of all the UA workers? Kill Wall Street? How is he a Republican? He is clearly a Dem—”

“But he is a hawk! That’s enough!” Morgan’s hand slammed onto the table and he said firmly, “You and I know what the core of our interests is. I would rather a pig to sitting in that position than having Joseph Kennedy in the office!”