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The assistant shook his head with a wry smile: "About a dozen neurosurgeons conducted a detailed examination of Joel Nash and concluded that his head was intact and all his memory cells were normal. The reason he couldn't remember things from the past was due to a problem with the frequency of his brain waves. The specific cause of this was inexplicable and could only be attributed to his soul."
The word "soul" is so subtle that it is indistinguishable from delusion.
Everyone was completely confused. After discussing it for a long time, they still couldn't come up with a conclusion and had to end the meeting hastily.
Amidst the chaos, time flew by, and before we knew it, it was election day.
On the eve of election day, a bombshell report exploded on the internet: the long-missing president decided to hold a press conference to discuss the attack and his health.
As soon as the news aired, it attracted the attention of all media outlets. Reporters flocked to the White House Plaza, and Joel Nash's supporters also came to the White House Plaza to express their support for the president through various signs and banners.
Joel Nash (Adam), dressed in a black suit and brown tie, walked onto the skybridge accompanied by his wife Kate Nash and daughter Vanessa Nash to welcome the celebration.
Reporters below the stage hurriedly raised their cameras, and instantly, countless lights flashed, capturing the president and his family from every angle.
The First Lady, holding her husband's hand, smiled and waved to the crowd. Her exquisite makeup looked perfectly natural, as always, elegant and refined.
Although Vanessa, as the president's only daughter, rarely appears in public, this was the first time she had appeared in the spotlight with her father.
It is said that pain promotes growth. Overnight, Vanessa seemed to have grown up, emerging from her naivety and fragility into a shrewd, beautiful, and alluring woman. Her red, tight-fitting dress accentuated her slender waist and rounded hips, making her look like a blooming, fiery red rose.
People then realized that the president's daughter was so beautiful.
Of course, although the mother and daughter are both very beautiful, the public's attention was still on the president, after all, this was a White House press conference, not an entertainment program.
When Joel Nash delivered his speech, reporters familiar with him suddenly noticed that the president had changed a lot in the past few days. In the past, he would always wave to everyone with a smile before going on stage, which was very friendly. But today he was silent, indifferent, and showed no emotion whatsoever.
The president really has a problem!
Different people had the same thought, and the atmosphere in the room gradually calmed down.
Instead of interacting with reporters during the live broadcast, Joel Nash glanced at his prepared remarks, set them aside, and began speaking.
"...I have something to say to all the American people, including the voters who support me and are willing to cast their votes for me: Due to an attack some time ago, I suffered a head injury and was in a state of mental confusion until four days ago. Unfortunately, I have developed very severe amnesia. I have forgotten my family, forgotten my friends, and I don't even know who I am. When I learned from my wife that I was entrusted with the responsibilities of the presidency, I knew I had to make it public, not hide it."
"I'm sorry to those who supported me, but I may have to disappoint you."
Give you
The moment the words were spoken, the room erupted in chaos.
Although many reporters learned of the president's illness through internal channels, they did not expect the president to reveal the truth in front of so many people. Did he not know how serious the consequences of this matter were?
Tomorrow is election day. Today you revealed such inside information. What will voters think? Who will still support you and that cripple who lost his memory after being hit on the head?
Reporters, like sharks smelling blood, frantically thrust their microphones forward, and in an instant, dozens of questions flew out simultaneously, the surging crowd almost engulfing the auditorium.
Secret Service agents did their best to keep the crowd out, but even so, the crowd continued to surge forward.
Chapter 1127 A Sincere Lie!
Joel Nash's performance surprised everyone, including his closest relatives, his wife, and daughter. In fact, the speech prepared by his team was not what they expected, but a deeply moving and tear-jerking piece about light, hope, and rebirth.
If you just follow what's written in the speech, I believe one in ten journalists will be moved to tears.
But instead of doing so, he changed the statement without notifying anyone, triggering a shockingly foolish scandal.
The First Lady gaped in horror, while the staff standing behind her looked at her in bewilderment: no one could have imagined that Joel Nash would say such a thing.
Although those present were worried before the speech began whether the president could deliver it successfully given his current condition, they did not expect him to speak so eloquently about his amnesia.
Isn't this like shooting yourself in the foot? Who would vote for someone who's not mentally sound? Do you think all voters are fools?
It's over, it's over.
Years of hard work have gone down the drain.
Kate Nash looked dazed and nearly fainted. Vanessa quickly helped her mother up and looked at her father with a very challenging gaze. What was her father thinking? He hadn't agreed to do what was in the speech, but suddenly changed his mind at the last minute.
What caused such a drastic change in him?
Not to mention them, the Senate and the Department of Defense were also baffled. Hyde Klimt and Kelke even laughed out loud, thinking that the president must have lost his mind, otherwise how could he be so stupid as to let such a scandal break out.
The interview session followed the speeches.
The crowd finally quieted down under the stern voice of the Secret Service task force.
Standing on the podium, Joel Nash casually called out a person's name, and the reporter who was called out asked a question at lightning speed.
"Mr. President, what you just said is true, you really have amnesia!"
"Yes"
Joel Nash didn't hide anything. Although his cold expression made people afraid to approach him, his voice was surprisingly calm: "I don't remember anything from six days ago, just some very blurry images."
"So do you know what the aliens who attacked you look like?" "Do you know them?"
That happened six days ago.
Just as the reporter was about to speak, Joel Nash pointed to the person sitting next to him, so the reporter had no choice but to sit down and wait for an opportunity.
"Mr. President, do your wife and staff know that you would say such a thing?"
Joel Nash silently shook his head, then
"They don't know, this was a last-minute decision on my part."
One sentence brought the atmosphere of the meeting to a climax, and the reporter excitedly continued: "This means that what is written in the speech is inconsistent with what you said."
"Yes"
The reporter added, "Could you please tell us what happened?"
"I can not!"
crowd:"..."
The president speaks as bluntly as a child, and given his current state of memory, it's no surprise to the public that a person who has lost their memory is no different from a child.
A reporter stood up and asked, "Mr. President, what made you change your mind at that moment and announce your illness?"
In response, Joel Nash said, "Over the past few days, Kate, Vanessa, and people from the White House have been talking to me about my understanding of the presidency. When I learned that many people support me as the hope and future of the nation, I realized I couldn't lie. Lying is wrong, and concealing my illness is irresponsible. I had to tell the truth; it was a decision I understood I had to make as president."
Therefore, I decided to forgo the speech and give a truthful answer so as not to disappoint my supporters.
Calm, indifferent, and emotionless words rang out in the air, and the noisy venue fell into an inexplicable silence. The reporters expressed their dissatisfaction, but their eyes reflected extremely complex emotions.
Many of you here are probably well-known journalists from major media outlets, having interviewed numerous high-ranking officials, politicians, and presidents, but none of you have left such a powerful impression on Joel Nash.
What is politics?
To put it bluntly, these people treat politics as their profession, but everyone knows in their hearts that so-called politicians are all liars. They engage in political opportunism and play political tricks for power and prestige, sacrificing personal interests, family members, political groups, and even everything else to achieve their goals.
Joel Nash was a politician in his early years, but not anymore. He has become an ordinary person due to amnesia. He may not be suitable to be president, but he is certainly very persuasive.
The first reporter to speak said sincerely, "Mr. President, I take back what I just said. Thank you for your answer. It shows us your sincerity. I will vote for you tomorrow. You are fully capable of being a good president."
Then, enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience, and the tense atmosphere became lively.
The sudden change in circumstances caught the First Lady and her staff off guard, and Joel Nash's almost foolish remarks drew rounds of applause.
What the hell? This is unbelievable.
The press conference lasted for nearly an hour in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. During the conference, reporters asked questions on various topics, and Joel Nash gave simple and accurate answers to questions he did not know or could not answer, instead of beating around the bush and avoiding direct answers like other politicians.
The reporters expressed satisfaction with the day's activities.
People watching on television were also satisfied. Although the president, who had lost his memory, became simple, straightforward, unsmiling, and unlikable, he still inspired a strange sense of trust in people.
In the boardroom of Ferris Airlines in the seaside city, Xu Fu smiled and said to Carol, who was engrossed in her work, after watching the news.
"The President has done an excellent job and has not let me down."
"Did I disappoint you?"
Carroll glanced at him, panting, and said, "What do you care if they're presidents or not?"
Xu Fu shrugged, offering no further explanation. He walked behind the girl, stroked her hair, and slowly spoke.
I'm going back to the Metropolitan tomorrow.
Carol was momentarily confused: "Do we really have to leave? This seaside town isn't small; why don't we stay here?"
Xu Fu shook his head: "The company's next development direction is Europe, and the seaside city is not suitable." As soon as he finished speaking, he added: "Don't worry, it's not that I won't come back. As long as I have time, I will definitely come to see you."
Carroll gripped the quill pen tightly and said with unusual seriousness
"Once a week, he should be back."
Xu Fu slipped his hand inside her clothes and whispered in her ear, "Once a week is enough, at least twenty times a week."
Carol blushed slightly: "Stop fooling around, this is an office, someone might come in."
"Don't worry, I've talked to Angie, outsiders absolutely cannot get in."
"asshole!"
Xu Fu burst into laughter, pushed Carol onto the sofa, and soon whispers came from the study. Angie, standing at the door, trembled with embarrassment and tried to break free.
I had no idea that the usually serious and resolute Ms. Ferris would have an office romance!
Chapter 1128 The dust has settled
In the evening, Xu Fu returned home and enjoyed a warm dinner with his family.