Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

It's time to start preparing for a counterattack against the United States on the mainland.

Toshimitsu Motegi, a seasoned bureaucrat with a deep understanding of the US, provided Trump with a summary of the national situation:

"The problems in the United States are so obvious: the agricultural sector in the West is collapsing, agriculture in the Midwest is also collapsing, water resources are unevenly distributed with droughts in the West and floods in the East, state and county monopolies are rampant, mortgages are unreasonably high due to high interest rates, labor costs are soaring after the elimination of illegal immigrants, and there is a shortage of goods due to the lack of imports from China... More than a dozen agricultural states are in a period of great collapse, and both agriculture and cities are in a state of near disorder... We must analyze the whole picture..."

Due to the uneven distribution of water resources and the high degree of monopoly by large companies and high-tech enterprises in the agricultural sector, even in major agricultural states like California and Texas, a large number of farms have gone bankrupt, and grains, vegetables, and eggs are more expensive than gold, making it more profitable to import from Mexico than to produce them domestically.

Meanwhile, in the ten agricultural states located on both sides of the Mississippi Plain, production costs have increased dramatically, illegal immigrant workers have been blocked, and continuous heavy rains and floods have swept across the country, leading to the closure of small farms. As a result, large agricultural companies have successively reduced production, driving up the prices of agricultural products, making eggs and vegetables more expensive than meat.

As a result, the United States has now entered a state completely opposite to the Great Depression.

The US financial industry is now more developed than ever before, with all sorts of regulations and provisions, investment banks, savings banks, pension funds, asset management companies, Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac, primary, secondary, and tertiary markets, cryptocurrencies, stablecoins, presidential currencies...

The endless stream of financial companies are constantly changing their models, which, to put it bluntly, is like a human-sized condom trying to fit Mount Rushmore inside, in an attempt to contain the raging torrent of dollars that will inevitably follow the frenzied printing of money.

The rampant flow of US dollars is flooding the real economy like a torrent.

No matter how many regulations are stipulated on paper, they cannot provide affordable public services to the people. As a result, rice, flour, grains, oil, vegetables, and even McDonald's fast food restaurants are constantly in short supply. Even when supplies are sufficient, the plight of people who cannot afford McDonald's meals is deafening.

"There aren't that many problems! The only problem is that Vance doesn't know how to govern a country."

Chuanbao refused to listen.

Sorry, all this high-sounding rhetoric is insulting to American dignity; Trump won't understand.

Under Toshimitsu Mogi's guidance, Kawabata is resorting to playing the accordion in the same old way:

“We should withdraw our troops from the entire world. This would save us the cost of hundreds of bases, which would certainly be very effective. Then I would return to Washington, and I would support the G’s policies, but I would consider a larger-scale tax cut bill, provided the Federal Reserve lowers interest rates…”

Such a mysterious statement left bureaucrats like Toshimitsu Motegi completely speechless.

Alright, stop trying to persuade Trump. That's all he's ever been taught about life.

He Xianzhe and Mogi discussed policy outside the door:

"Are they sure they want to launch a counterattack? The Republicans are suffering a major defeat in the polls, but what about the Democrats?"

"The Democratic Party? Let the Democratic establishment fight the Social Democrats to the death first."

Older white men in the Democratic Party and older white men in the Republican Party are actually quite similar. The radical leftists in the modern Democratic Party are composed of social democratic radicals who advocate for diversity, inclusion, and equality. They are typical populist urban young leftists and are not on the same page as older white men.

Obama abandoned unemployed workers in the Rust Belt, turning them into staunch supporters of Trump's Maga campaign. This left the Democratic Party lacking a strong base, which they compensated for by seeking support from undocumented and diverse immigrant groups. This further fractured the cooperative relationship between the party establishment and the radical left.

The Democratic Party has essentially split into the 'establishment old blue men's party' and the 'radical white left social democratic party'.

According to European electoral rules, they would have long since split into two parties. But the US has a winner-takes-all election model, which forces them to be unable to separate and to fight fiercely among themselves. This has led to the establishment's old blue men constantly mobilizing the judicial system, not to attack the Republican Party, but to suppress the large number of liberal social Democrats, hoping they will only vote and not make demands.

They are already two parties that are only superficially united.

In comparison, Trump's Republican Party affairs are slightly better; the older white men within the Republican Party have been largely dealt with, preventing a split.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Democratic Party has been unable to maintain a firm stance in recent years.

Therefore, this counterattack must get Trump back to Washington.

Just as everyone was discussing how to formulate a slogan for Trump's third term after bringing him back to Washington, an even more bizarre piece of news left everyone bewildered.

"Vance said he wanted to be emperor."

"what?"

Even in the fantastical North American region, such a slogan seemed far too psychedelic, like a hallucination caused by too much ice cream. Everyone had to leave the camp and look up at the sky.

The sun didn't turn into two, did it?

Is this still 2030? Is this still America?

……

Taipei.

The Fujian warship personally escorted and welcomed the Chinese leadership team as they visited the liberated city.

This was the first time that the Communist Party's national leadership had arrived in Taiwan, making it of great significance.

Immediately following this, a grand unification conference was held at the Presidential Office Building in Taipei, with people from all walks of life in Taiwan attending to discuss a brighter future.

At the meeting, medals will be awarded to the various armies to praise their achievements, and members of the Allied Forces will also be present.

Li Xinghe was still in Naha, Okinawa.

Old Wang came to visit him for tea and a chat.

Li Xinghe asked:

Who will be the first governor of Taiwan Province?

"We couldn't even muster a first provincial party secretary, let alone a governor. Some barely usable people were all locked up by you. Looking back now, it would have been better not to use them at all. Better to have none than to have bad ones; we must use our own people who are truly loyal," Old Wang replied.

There are no openings; the position is currently vacant.

With so many politicians in Taiwan, why can't we find one who can be a provincial governor?

It really doesn't.

For many years, Taiwan's ruling system has been deeply entrenched, with power passed down between fathers and sons, fathers and daughters, husbands and wives, siblings, and generations through lawyers, legislators, and secretaries, forming a fixed pattern that mirrors the United States. Anyone outside of this system has virtually no chance of rising to prominence.

Wang Bingzhong and Huang Zhixian are both outcasts who have been excluded. These people excel at the battles of public opinion and are well-suited to showcasing their rhetoric in places like the CPPCC (Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference). There are very few truly pro-China figures in Taiwan, and those who are truly motivated and actively promote unification are large gangs like the Bamboo Union and Tiandao Alliance, which are suspected of drug trafficking, illegal firearms, and killing teenagers.

This might be the most ridiculous scene in Taiwan. Those least afraid of the Taiwanese government and the Democratic Progressive Party (DPP) are the underworld bosses who should be suppressed by the government the most. Ironically, those who actually take action and exert manpower to promote unification are mostly underworld bosses. For example, the Chinese Unification Promotion Party is a shell organization of the Bamboo Union. Another example is Li Huixin, the gang leader of the Sun Alliance involved in the military police waving red flag incident, who spent several years in prison for promoting Chinese unification.

But a gang is a gang, and the Yakuza's atrocities are no exception. You can't exactly put a gang leader on provincial television, can you?

Li Xinghe was already considering how to use a cup of wine to relieve them of their military power and get rid of them.

Old Wang continued:

"So it's better to follow your plan and organize a provincial committee to temporarily implement a collective decision-making system."

The absence of a clear decision-maker implies the presence of another. The unspoken implication is that Li Xinghe is using the connection between Japan and Taiwan to extend his control for a while longer, buying time to form a new team. (The last two lines appear to be unrelated and possibly spam/advertisements.)

Li Xinghe patted the table in thought:

“I sent Ou Huiling in; perhaps she can be of some use.”

Ms. Ou Huiling, who previously helped organize Taiwanese immigrants to Japan in the Ryukyu Autonomous Prefecture, was recommended by Li Xinghe to work in Taiwan's Ministry of Civil Affairs. She has now been selected to represent ordinary citizens in the provincial committee. Li Xinghe intends to use her as a core figure in cultivating the next generation of political leaders.

Meanwhile, a piece of good news came out before the Taipei Unification Conference was held.

Taiwan's three major gangs, along with the Four Seas Alliance, the Heavenly Way Alliance, the Bamboo Union, and more than 1200 other gangs, issued a joint statement announcing their withdrawal from the underworld, a clean break from criminal activities, and a commitment to the righteous path.

Li Xinghe looked at Lao Wang in surprise, and Lao Wang nodded:

"It was arranged in advance. The era of gangsters is over."

Before attending the meeting, all gangs must declare their complete disbandment, hand over their weapons, find a way to clean up their drug trafficking mess, and hand over the organizers and traffickers, thus putting an end to the old scores from the Taiwan era.

Previous accounts can be wiped clean, but if there are any allegations of gangster murder or drug trafficking in the future, then it will mean going to court and being executed.

This was indeed a case of "releasing military power over a cup of wine."

However, the future of Taiwan's 100,000 gangs still needs more constraints.

Because gangs represent order in a disordered society, and to dismantle gangs, a social order superior to theirs must be provided.

Li Xinghe didn't respond, but only comforted Lao Wang:

"With so many people gone, the business opportunities created are undeniable. You can make money no matter what you do. Even real estate, fruit farming, or import/export are more promising than being a gangster. Things should be peaceful for a while."

Old Wang, seeing that he was deliberately ignoring him, sighed helplessly.

"Don't pretend you don't understand. This is your new job."

"Your coalition forces also need to establish at least two divisions and one brigade in Taiwan to be responsible for the island's mobile defense. You also need to establish armed police and regular police forces to forcefully suppress those unstable organizations. We cannot let our guard down."

This is also a form of feedback. Li Xinghe's military presence continues to linger on the island, making it easier for him to send people to Southeast Asia to cause trouble. Economically, it also brings benefits.

Li Xinghe agreed:

"I'll do my best."

Shortly afterward, the reunification celebration was successfully held.

Hirai Emi, along with Shinsawa Taifu, went to the Taipei Unification Night event. As a "Beijinger" in other people's eyes, Hirai Emi was received and commended.

A small incident occurred during the event. The host mentioned that Ping Yingmei is Li Xinghe's wife, and Xinze Taifeng is his beloved daughter who is still young. It was a pity that Li Xinghe could not attend today.

That's true, but when Shinzawa Taiho returned to Ryukyu, she pinned her hopes on Li Xinghe:

Where is my gift?

Li Xinghe was puzzled:

"Children's Day on March 3rd has passed, and you're an adult now. What kind of gift do you want?"

Thinking of that despicable Azuma Ai, who now sports a pregnant belly and constantly posts photos mocking her, Niizawa Tao gritted her teeth in anger. So she bit Li Xinghe's ear:

"I'm 18! You haven't given me a coming-of-age gift yet."

Chapter 817: Tai Feng's First Night, Ordered to Cook, Technological Emperor System (5700 words)

Under the clear summer sky of Ryukyu, a cool breeze blows across the beach.

Mainland tourists flocked to the beaches, filling them to capacity.

In a corner of the island, in a specially arranged holiday home, Shinsawa Taiho stood on tiptoe, wearing her first-year high school uniform, a suit skirt over a blouse and a pleated skirt, her smooth, rounded long legs casually displayed in front of the mirror, wrapped in a pair of cotton socks.

She said to Li Xinghe in a coquettish tone:

"These are the clothes I wore when Xiao Ai and I first met Dad."

Li Xinghe swallowed hard.

At this moment, Xiao Taifeng wore light makeup, and her classically beautiful single-eyelid willow-leaf eyes appeared pure and lovely. She also inherited the same genes from Ping Yingmei, her large pear-shaped breasts filling her suit jacket, bulging and seemingly trying to escape. The fusion of classical and modern beauty, between this pure and beautiful face and her unusually large breasts, surprisingly appeared perfectly harmonious.

It makes you want to eat this adorable big pear right away.

Shinze Taifeng knelt on Li Xinghe's lap, tilting her cute face up:

"Xiao Ai has been bragging to me about it for a long time."

So, Li Xinghe couldn't help but kiss her.

The girl's soft red lips, both innocent and fiery, made one want to savor them closely.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Shinsawa Taifu's face was slightly flushed, her eyes were dreamy, and her shoulders were half-exposed. The tight clothes she wore when she was a first-year high school student could no longer support her increasingly large and rounded breasts, which were even more impressive than her mother, Hirai Emi's.

Li Xinghe looked down at Taifeng, his slightly tanned skin glistening with nervous sweat. Taifeng shyly turned her face away, not daring to look him in the eye, but her slightly parted red lips still bore the traces of their kiss. Despite being only 18, she possessed a shy, budding sensuality beyond the typical athletic young woman, like a newly blossoming red rose, exuding a fatal attraction.

Li Xinghe couldn't help but stand up, pressing against his daughter's soft and elastic little buttocks. A few drops of fluid seeped from her silky and elastic private parts, as if calling for Li Xinghe's entry.

Shinsawa Tao turned and lay down on the soft white sheets of the vacation room, shyly lifting her skirt in front of her father.

The girl was very bold, not wearing any underwear, instead revealing her beautiful mons pubis, which was covered only in sparse downy hair, resembling a white tiger's head, and looked like a large, white steamed bun. Her tender vulva was tightly closed into a line, with only a pink slit and a little red clitoris visible. Clear fluid flowed from the gap, slowly spreading around her smooth mons pubis.

It was as if they were calling for Li Xinghe's arrival.

The dress, which didn't quite fit her at first, now perfectly showcased the girl's innocent cuteness. The hem of her skirt, which she lifted, revealed her private parts, creating a clash between eroticism and pure girlishness, like a painting with contrasting colors, so beautiful.

Li Xinghe gently unbuttoned his sleeve, looking at the adorable Tai Feng.

Shinsawa Tao whispered:

"My life has been filled with color again since I met my dad. Please save me."

This was nothing short of a passionate battle song, causing Li Xinghe to grasp the girl's plump, delicate white flesh with both hands, the flesh swaying smoothly between his fingers. His enormous galaxy gently pressed against her pink vulva, and then, without Xinze Taifeng noticing, slowly penetrated the girl's body. The girl tightly surrounded the galaxy from all sides, her layers upon layers of honeyed flesh constantly enveloping the enormous galaxy, making every step he took feel endless.

A flower bud, never before penetrated by a man, blooms, a drop of blood falls, the slight pain subsides, and then comes the joy of being filled.

Shinsawa Taiho, recalling the intimate whispers his wife used to tell him, couldn't help but feel a surge of pride:

"Hmph, it's nothing special."

Li Xinghe couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at Taifeng's daughter, who was wearing her first-year high school uniform.

That's because Daddy was keeping it to play with you. You really think you're so capable?

So he gently swayed, then gradually increased the force of his thrusts, making Shinsawa Taiho rock like a lone boat. Her large, plump breasts swayed back and forth in the waves, even jumping out of her clothes to be exposed for her father to bite and suck hard.

Niizawa Tao dared not be arrogant anymore, and let out a shy moan:

"Ahhh, Mommy, help me!"

Before long, Hirai arrived and launched an emergency rescue for her beloved daughter.