O'Brien on TV is still talking freely:

"Although we have encountered great difficulties and terrorists continue to harass the civilized world, we still firmly believe that after putting aside some minor ambiguities, we are still an indestructible alliance and we will surely defeat evil."

It was as if he succeeded. Americans who don't know the inside story may think that O'Brien's trip was very successful, that he escaped the assassination of terrorists and rescued several imprisoned Americans. This is also the propaganda logic of the Republican media in the United States.

As long as we ignore the fact that the incident took place in Japan, not China, and that the US-Japan-South Korea cooperation framework and the second phase of the US-Japan debt statement that O'Brien announced when he set out were not completed, he would be successful.

If he could rescue the people, he would be the real-life version of American Soldier Ryan.

It has to be said that this kind of cliché is said very fluently, and it is obvious that it has been cultivated since childhood. The level of acting in the United States is indeed good.

They continued to eat hotpot. The two women were so well-mannered that they did not talk about ladies' trivial topics. Instead, they accompanied Li Xinghe in talking about politics, astronomy and geography.

This is probably a legacy of Korean Confucian education. When there are men at the table, men are naturally superior.

Of course it was impossible for Li Xinghe to go home.

But there were only two single beds for Jo Yeol-suk and Ha Heon-hye, so Lee Seong-ha and Jo Yeol-suk slept in one bed, causing Ha Heon-hye to say, "Oh, I won't be unable to sleep at night, will I?" "Do you want me to help you go to the convenience store?"

Li Xinghe was also helpless. With someone next to him, there was really nothing he could do. He could only kiss Zhao Liesu in the bed until his lips became numb. Then he comforted her and let her fall asleep in his arms.

However, Li Xinghe couldn't sleep because there was a pair of bright eyes staring at him from under the quilt across the bed.

After a while, after confirming that Zhao Liesuk was asleep, Li Xinghe went to the bathroom.

Ha Xianhui followed behind naturally wearing a tank top.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Li Xinghe looked at the pair of thin and straight long legs in the mirror, lamenting that Korean women were so cruel to him, and he didn't want to have too deep contact with Ha Xianhui.

But He Xianhui jumped lightly, sat down next to the sink, and reached out to grab Li Xinghe's belt:

"I'm Zhao Liesuk's boss. I'm the one who checked Li Juyan's work approval. Li Xinghe, you don't think I don't know your family background, do you? What did you give her?"

Li Xinghe did not answer, but closed the bathroom and said coldly:

"I heard that there is a group of people in the South Korean National Intelligence Service who specialize in cooperating with the Japanese extreme right. It is said that the South Korean National Intelligence Service has long supported the Japanese extreme right, and has even leaked the names of people from South Korean anti-Japanese left-wing and comfort women organizations to the extreme right many times to prevent their just transformation. I happen to have many colleagues who have deep connections with extreme right-wing organizations. What if I ask them for the names of South Korean people who leaked intelligence?"

Ha Xianhui was not nervous at all, and even kicked off her slippers, and used her bare feet to draw circles on Li Xinghe's trouser legs provocatively:

"Then you definitely won't see my name."

Li Xinghe was a little annoyed.

It seems that I must teach this woman a lesson today. Talking nonsense at the table will be risky before going to bed.

The author says:

Author's note: Thank you for your support. Sorry for being 20 minutes late. I'm still thinking about the next plot.

Chapter 299 LGBT+ Japan and Deep Throat

"Is your name not listed among the Korean pro-Japan groups because your nationality is actually Japanese?"

Li Xinghe locked the bathroom door provocatively.

Ha Xianhui's expression couldn't help but change slightly, as Li Xinghe hit her sore spot.

Among Japanese-Korean people (Korean people), this group is a very special group in Japan.

As the victors of World War II, they are treated as second-class citizens in Japan. Their ID cards only have the label of "Special Permanent Resident", which is completely different from ordinary citizens and ordinary permanent residents. They cannot pay social security, cannot work normally, go to schools in their native language, and work in low-level or extremely risky gangster industries. Therefore, although they are gangsters, most of them are supporters of the Japanese Communist Party and the Japanese Social Democratic Party, hoping to obtain normal nationality.

However, due to the huge profits of the mafia industry, a group of wealthy and violent special gangs emerged. These people later became black tycoons like Xu Yongzhong, who made a living by fraud. They supported the Japanese Communist Party and lived in the black zone. They were mainly Koreans in Japan and some Koreans.

Another group of wealthy Koreans in Japan have become Japanese citizens and changed their surnames to Japanese. The most famous of this group is Masayoshi Son, the former richest man in Japan. These people focus on Japanese business and have become Japanized to a large extent.

Ha Heon-hye is a derivative of the second type of people. They are sandwiched between Japan and South Korea and make a living by maintaining political, business, economic and cultural exchanges between the two sides. Some of them are black-hearted compradors, and some of them specialize in business between the two countries. They are the key economic link between Japan and South Korea's right-wing pro-Japanese groups. It is this group of people who connect the relationship between the two sides and allow the South Korean right wing to always sit firmly on the throne.

"Aren't you also a Japanese citizen?" Ha Xianhui showed a dangerous little smile, "Or... do you think you are Chinese?"

"Bullshit, I'm an American." Li Xinghe skillfully shielded himself.

Suppression by nationality is like suppression by blood.

Ha Xianhui's little pride just now disappeared in an instant.

Li Xinghe reached out his hand to touch her face and neck, and asked, "As the young princess of the Xiulin Cultural Foundation, why did you end up living in a small dormitory? I'm curious, what do you want from me?"

Ha Xianhui gradually realized that the situation was a little out of control.

She thought Li Xinghe was just a lucky young man, but after a real confrontation with him, she still found it a bit difficult.

After sorting out her thoughts, Ha Xianhui did not hide anything:

"You and I are different. You have family protection from the judicial department. But my family has nothing. We can only make a living by teaching language classes to international students."

Speaking of this, Li Xinghe suddenly remembered something.

The Xiulin Cultural Foundation did encounter some troubles, and was sued by international students from various countries because of dormitory problems and teaching quality issues. This is also a common thing in the education and training industry, after all, they charge 80 yen in tuition per year.

But Li Xinghe didn't want to stand up for them and retorted:

"Then why don't you take the exam and become a prosecutor yourself?"

"Humph, if we have the opportunity to enter the Japanese bureaucracy, why should I serve the Korean government? In order to enter, I have to give up my dual Korean citizenship and change my name."

Ha Xianhui's defense suddenly inspired Li Xinghe.

Yes, the problem is that the Japanese bureaucracy is not open to the outside world. And this kind of closedness, like the closedness to rice imports, is a facet of Japan's conservative society.

In fact, it is not difficult to find that Japan once claimed to be a single-ethnic country, but this unity was based on excluding millions of tribesmen, Ainu and Ryukyu people, Koreans in Japan, foreign residents, Chinese, Korean and Southeast Asian permanent residents, and other groups in society, and then closing their eyes and pretending that they did not exist. In the end, it was the politically correct agenda promoted by the United States that forced Japan to recognize the Ainu people.

At present, the Japanese top leaders are still fighting over whether special permanent residents (post-war Koreans) and permanent residents (post-war immigrants) have political power, whether they can become civil servants, and cast votes. The center-left political parties led by the Japanese Communist Party, the Rakuten Democratic Party, and the Social Democratic Party all support giving permanent residents the right to vote and take the civil service exam. After all, this is a vote bank of millions of people, and there are nearly one million Chinese in Japan alone.

The opposition was led by some leaders of the Liberal Democratic Party and the reformists. They firmly resisted the invasion of foreigners, especially the permanent residents who were not integrated into Japan. It would be a shame if they were allowed to become civil servants and vote. In Japan, the Self-Defense Forces are civil servants, and the Chinese alone are enough to fill the Self-Defense Forces, not to mention that if permanent residents are promoted in the administrative officer system, what if the high-ranking officials in Japan become Chinese in the future? Although the Chinese account for less than 1% of the Japanese population, Chinese students account for one-tenth of the major universities. If they are allowed to get into the civil service system through mentoring, things will be very serious.

Thanks to Ha Xianhui for the inspiration, Li Xinghe decided to give her some extra milk.

"What should I call you? Ha Xianhui? Kawamoto Xianhui? You can clearly distinguish the relationship between work and family."

As he said this, he took two steps forward and used his thighs to force Ha Xianhui to spread her pencil-long legs. He looked down at her from above, through her empty collar: "Your breasts are not big but they are perky, and your head is not big but you think it's weirdly beautiful. How ridiculous."

With Li Xinghe holding her neck tightly, He Xianhui was unable to utter a word.

The unique male power suppression and the sexual attraction brought by the overflowing wildness made Ha Xianhui submit with difficulty.

Li Xinghe did not rape her. He just took off Ha Xianhui's short skirt and then found that she was still wearing Zhao Liesuk's underwear.

"You seem to like to take everything from her, why didn't you take Kim Shin Suk?"

"He...I'm not blind."

This answer made Li Xinghe even more interested. Although she was bad, she could see that Jin Shenshu was a waste.

So, Li Xinghe had to fight for Zhao Liesuk's roommate.

"Thank you for your explanation. In order to avoid any misunderstanding, let's have some fun interactions."

As he spoke, he tore off Ha Xianhui's coat, then lifted the petite beauty up by her waist, and then put her down upside down.

Before the dizzy feeling ended, Ha Xianhui's mouth was forced to open and a huge sausage was stuffed into it.

Ha Xianhui felt suffocated.

Then, as she felt suffocated, the thick sausage stretched her red lips and throat, penetrated deep into her throat in an impossible position, and expanded her throat.

"Woooo..."

Li Xinghe was also learning for the first time, but it was still very simple to control Ha Xianhui's breathing. He moved her up and down like a Fiji cup, and the little stars kept passing through the forbidden red lips. This feeling was indeed unique and beautiful. It was just a little laborious.

At this time, Zhao Liesuk noticed that there were two people missing from the room and knocked on the door suspiciously:

"Hey? Honey, where's Xianhui?"

Li Xinghe deliberately turned on the sprinkler and watched the hot water spray down, wetting He Xianhui's clothes and revealing her half-naked skin.

"She hates us sleeping together, so she just went to the drugstore downstairs to buy sleeping pills."

Li Xinghe spoke without thinking, and continued to make Ha Xianhui regret her provocation today.

Then, he made Ha Xianhui stand upside down against the wall and continued to work hard, while he opened the door at a reverse angle, leaned out half of his body to kiss Zhao Liesuk's little mouth, letting her see that there was no second pair of legs in the room.

After Zhao Liesuk felt relieved and returned to the bed, Li Xinghe happily sprayed milk on Ha Xianhui's red lips.

Ha Xianhui sat on the ground, breathing heavily. Even though her mouth was full of fishy smell, she still swallowed hard and was intoxicated by the long-lost free air.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses from the fatal suffocation pleasure.

"Ugh... Damn it..."

After Li Xinghe wiped himself clean and went out to comfort Zhao Liesuk, and then they slept together in each other's arms, He Xianhui quietly sneaked out of the bathroom.

Looking at the bastard who continued to hug Zhao Liesuk, Ha Xianhui felt so angry that her teeth were itching.

She actually just wanted to make a friend and have him use her name when he was helping Zhao Liesuk to improve her sales, but she ended up suffering so much.

"hateful..."

However, thinking that she could add her name to the list of successful candidates in the future, Ha Heon-hye put up with it. As a woman, it was extremely difficult for her to get promoted in the Korean government system.

......

In the early morning of the next day, Li Xinghe left early while the other Koreans were still asleep.

Li Xinghe went downstairs leisurely. His game of improving his favor with Zhao Liesuk was a happy one based on mutual consent. Combined with his half-forced and half-submissive guest-host game with Ha Xianhui, it was quite a good combination.

The trip to the Korean Embassy dormitory unexpectedly gave Li Xinghe an idea of a long-term goal.

That was to pave the way for him to become the Prime Minister of Japan, and to get Japan to lift restrictions on the civil service examination and voting rights of permanent residents (mainly Chinese) and special permanent residents (Korean and North Korean). As long as these people got votes and promotion opportunities, it would be easy for Li Xinghe to get their votes.

Are there any Chinese officials in the Japanese government?

No.

However, there are a considerable number of Chinese temporary workers. Especially in grassroots communities, many Chinese are temporary workers in the government, but due to the restrictions of the Civil Service Law, they cannot be formally promoted, so those who work in this field cannot stay for long.

One of the reasons why the Japanese government is arguing over the political and voting rights of permanent residents is that there are too many temporary workers from China and South Korea, and Japanese locals don't want to do the work. If these people are not given formal staffing, they will resign and run away, causing the already poor governance efficiency of the grassroots government to drop to a lower level.

This, like the Fukushima nuclear crisis, is a very realistic problem, but some Japanese politicians prefer to turn a blind eye.

Li Xinghe stood downstairs and sent a message to Lu Yuchi Hua Yingmei:

"This was an idea that came to me this morning. After this election, we will consider adding a new long-term governing platform to the Shishukai, which is to recognize Japan's diverse ethnic groups, allow permanent Chinese and Korean residents to participate in politics and vote, and permanently resolve the special identity issues of Koreans in Japan after the war. These are all unresolved social issues, and we call them: realistic solutions."

After walking a few steps, Miss Lu Yuchi suddenly called back:

"Honey, this is a tricky thing. This policy is only supported by people like Aso Taro and Nikai Toshihiro in the Liberal Democratic Party. Other conservative factions are against it."

Li Xinghe then reminded her:

"But the Liberal Democratic Party, the Japanese Communist Party, the Social Democratic Party, the National Social Democratic Party and the Shinsengumi, the majority of the center-left parties all support it."

Hua Yingmei twisted her hair and continued to ask:

“Then how do we deal with the media siege?”

Li Xinghe also thought clearly about this:

"Yes, the media siege is terrible. So we can't say it's to solve real problems, because the party bosses are blind. We named this policy the 'Japan Diversity and Openness Plus Policy', claiming to follow the political correctness and diverse coexistence promoted by the United States, the so-called LGBT+ Japan, in order to gain recognition from the American media. As long as the American media gives good reviews, what's the point of the Japanese media farting?"

This is Li Xinghe's Japanese-style LGBT+, and he will continue to adhere to it for a long time.

The author says:

Author's note: Thank you for your support. This is the protagonist's first long-term policy line for the struggle for power. The Japanese government's closed-off nature towards islanders and the issue of permanent residents' participation in politics are both controversial issues in Japanese politics. The voting rights of the millions of non-citizens living in Japan are also a hotly debated issue.

Chapter 300 This is Lee Dai-yao, this is Lee Ju-yeon

When Li Xinghe returned to the ordinary Honda car that Wu Jianzhong had left for him and was about to find a place to put it, he suddenly discovered that this old Honda car was a bit messy to drive, and it was slow and jerky. However, the car was still in good condition last night.

So, Li Xinghe drove the car to a corner, got out of the car and found that the trunk had not been closed all night and was half-covered.

Stolen?

After opening the trunk, Li Xinghe was speechless.

There were actually three people in the car, three Slavic women dressed rather seductively. They were all very young, wrapped in blankets and sleeping, and both their looks and postures were good enough to be models. If you see people like this in Tokyo, you would generally mistake them for prostitution, but Li Xinghe pulled out a gun and pointed it at the leader: "Russian, get off."

Obviously, Wu Jianzhong did not simply park there last night. The damage to the trunk of the car and the three women hiding inside were enough to prove that they were spies of the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service and were protected by Wu Jianzhong.

"Don't be like that, we are friends introduced by Manager Wu. He said you can protect us." The leading woman was not nervous, but blew her a kiss instead.

Li Xinghe was speechless. He put away his gun and said, "Take the car up."

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