Chapter 574: The White Leftist Saint Mother

Conservative candidates are walking controversy generators.
Whether they were in power, out of power, or now.
Just recently, he once again dominated global headlines with a few outrageous remarks.
"However, the very fact that the conservatives chose to field him is a huge point of contention, and the opposition has never been small."
"Frankly, in terms of generating buzz and attracting attention, no one in the world can rival him.
Perhaps only Jack Ma, who wants to go to Mars, can compete with him."
The rules of success in the world are no longer what they used to be.
Today, it's the era of traffic king. Whoever is best at grabbing attention and manipulating public opinion wins.
Tesla's rise certainly owes to its technological foresight, but Jack Ma's unparalleled "performance art" and "verbal prowess" are absolutely crucial.
Conservative candidates are also masters of this art.
"Unfortunately, it will be very difficult for him to turn things around this time.
The benefits brought by the Northern Revolution are continuously flowing into the Democratic Party's voter base."
"Is there no way for conservatives to break this deadlock?"
"The only breakthrough might be 'PC'."
PC stands for "Political Correctness."
It advocates for unbiased respect and inclusion of race, gender, sexual orientation, religious belief, and minority groups.
The idea itself is not wrong, but the problem is that the PC created by those progressives has gone too far, becoming synonymous with "white leftist sanctimoniousness."
Excessive political correctness has evolved into a suffocating form of censorship and reverse discrimination.
In order to cater to minorities, it has disgusted the majority, triggering strong social resentment.
"In particular, there's a force trying to instill these outdated ideas in children from a young age, which has ignited the fury of many parents."
Movies, TV series, and even children's cartoons are all bound by the "PC" (Internet content) constraint, which has become a serious social problem.
That's why, after acquiring Disney, Fanghuan Investment's first priority was to eliminate these problematic elements.
They ordered all content creation to return to its roots, emulating Netflix, pursuing only one core element—entertainment and enjoyment!
"While there are indeed many people tired of the Democratic Party's excessive PC approach, without a sufficiently impactful catalyst, it's too difficult to reverse the decline in support."
Even though the election is still a long way off, Fanghuan is already internally preoccupied with who will be the next leader of the United States.
The reason is simple.
Because that position is enough to influence the entire global economy.
Especially with unpredictable, "chaotic" candidates like conservatives, who know what kind of mess they'll create in the global economy once they're in power?
Given the global economic turmoil triggered by the collapse of South Korea, the addition of another crazy variable could plunge the future into an abyss...
The prospect is too horrible to contemplate.
Therefore, for these top players who make a living by ruthlessly exploiting the financial markets, prediction and thorough preparation for all possible outcomes are the only way to survive.
“Chairman Su, who do you think will be the next boss?”
“I think…”
Su Hao picked up a pen and wrote the names “Sillis” and “Conservative Candidate” side by side on a blank sheet of paper.
He slowly closed his eyes, the pen in his hand hovering like a probe over the two names.
A moment later, an incredibly strong intuition struck a name in his mind like lightning.
Su Hao suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of brilliance in them.
The next boss will be…
***
M Country, on a green lawn.
“Are you really… just giving up like that?”
The current boss was basking in the warm sunshine, comfortably sipping a cup of fragrant coffee.
However, there's always a group of tactless people who disturb his rare peace and quiet.
"Haven't I said it many times? I'm tired, I want to rest."
"But your approval rating is at an unprecedented high!
Especially with the rumors circulating that the dust has settled in the north thanks to us, and the public's opinion of you has completely changed!"
Hearing this, the current leader's lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.
"You... really think I handled that incident?" he asked casually.
"Just because I'm a figurehead, a powerless, retired honorary leader?"
"..."
The Democratic Party members were speechless.
Because everyone present knew perfectly well that the dust settling in the north had absolutely nothing to do with them.
From beginning to end, it was all Fang Huan's doing.
“Want to know how my approval rating and reputation have been restored?” The current leader's gaze swept over the crowd.
“…?”
“That's because I gave up everything.”
He casually revealed this earth-shattering secret,
“I accepted all their ‘advice,’ so they gave me a gift as a reward.”
This gift was the current leader's regained “reputation.”
Initially, he chose to pledge allegiance to Fang Huan.
It was because he feared impeachment, becoming the most disgraceful leader in M ​​country's history, to be written into the annals of history.
But after he offered his complete loyalty, a miracle occurred.
His reputation was miraculously cleansed, and his approval rating skyrocketed like a volcanic eruption.
"But, that's it." The current leader's tone was completely flat. "Fang Huan didn't promise me another term."
"This...this is still uncertain!"
"If they really wanted me to be re-elected, they should have sent word long ago.
Since they said nothing, the meaning is clear: they want me to take this respectable position and leave."
The current leader paused, then let out a long sigh.
"Besides, I myself don't want to sit in this damned position anymore."
Even today, the current leader still regrets it.
He regrets why he ever took this position.
These four years, for him, were not an honor, but a nightmare from which he could not wake up.
All he wanted now was complete liberation.
A dignified retirement, a comfortable life playing games, enjoying his hobbies, and living out his remaining years in peace.
“I advise you all to stop harboring any illusions about this position.”
He looked at his colleagues, still burning with ambition for power, a hint of pity in his eyes.
“The ‘M Country Boss’ we all knew is gone.
So… to be honest, if I could, I’d even rather hand this position over to a conservative candidate.”
“Wh…what?! What are you saying?!’ Everyone gasped in shock.
The current leader, seeing their horrified expressions, chuckled.
They thought he was joking, but he meant it.
He desperately wanted to see a conservative candidate return to the throne.
“The pain I endured, even if he can’t experience it all, at least…
shouldn’t he at least taste half of it?”
The conservative candidate would certainly understand firsthand that the current leadership position is worlds apart from when he first sat there.
It’s a terrifying hell he could never have imagined.
Let him experience firsthand what true despair is!
That guy should personally sit in that electric chair and taste what it’s like to be roasted over a fire.