I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

As an extreme comparison to the turbulent Europe, the situation in Xin on the other side of the globe was encouraging.

Although Evelyn wasn’t elected as prime minister yet, Zhang Yaping showed the exiled head of state first-class courtesy under Jiang Chen’s instructions. They put their European friend up at the British Royal Hotel, which had existed since the colonial era.

All the members of the upper class in Xin were invited, and Jiang Chen was naturally amongst those who were invited.

After hearing abut the victory at Dnieper River, Evelyn congratulated Jiang Chen. While expressing his praise for the military prowess of Celestial Trade, he said in a half-joking tone, “Why don’t you send two orbital airborne brigades to Frankberg and end the war for us? Just put our name in the employer section—don’t worry about the money.”

“I’m not that gutsy.” Jiang Chen handed the empty glass to the waiter and took another cup of champagne. He swished the clear liquor. “Ukraine is already NATO’s bottom line. If my people went a step further, your enemies wouldn’t be Frankberg troops and special forces.”

It was important to know your limit. Entering a full-scale war with NATO wasn’t something Jiang Chen wished. Regardless of whether he lost or won, the world would be no different than the apocalypse.

A war that could stay rational till the last moment didn’t exist.

“It seems that you’re not drunk.” Evelyn laughed.

“Are you testing me to see if I’m drunk? I’m sorry to disappoint you. This kind of juice is like boiled water to me.” Jiang Chen also joked. He knew Evelyn wasn’t really serious.

Rather than testing him for drunkness, he was testing his ambitions for Europe. If Jiang Chen really thought about stationing troops in Frankberg, Evelyn would have to reconsider his cooperation with Celestial Trade. He didn’t want to drive out the wolves only to bring in another tiger.

After exchanging a few words with Jiang Chen, Evelyn went to socialize with other circles.

Looking at the cunning old man chatting with several billionaires from Xin, Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head. He brought his champagne glass to the balcony next to the ballroom.

I seem to be getting better and better this?

A few years ago, he wouldn’t be able to tell other people’s intentions.

The balcony was the second resting area at the banquet other than the dining table. As long as one stood there, no one would come and chat unless the guests were close.

Leaning against the marble guardrail next to the balcony, the sea breeze from the western Pacific Ocean blew away the heat of his mind. To be honest, compared to the bustling ballroom, he enjoyed watching the bustling room from the side. Of course, it was nothing elegant. He spent most of his time watching what the ladies wore.

Although he could see what the beach beauties wore from his balcony, they couldn’t compare to the upper-class ladies. Regardless of their appearance and bodies, the difference in their temperament alone was like night and day. Jiang Chen noticed a very interesting phenomenon. The female guests at the banquet all looked fine.

Anyway, since he had nothing to do, he simply tasted his champagne while he rated the ladies, easing up the tension he had felt in the past few days.

Yet, he wasn’t as relaxed as he appeared to be.

He looked across the ballroom “observing”, but he was very careful not to look at any one particular person for too long. If he caused unnecessary misunderstandings, that would be troublesome. After all, when he looked at others, many people were also peeking at him .

After staying on the balcony for a while, the champagne glass in Jiang Chen’s hand was empty. When he just saw a “princess” almost as cute as Yao Yao, a glamorous beauty walked over to him.

She had a soft evening gown designed like a waterfall, pouring from her left shoulder to the carpet. A silk ribbon was wrapped around her waist, conservative but not without mystery. Her crystal high heels and her white ankles loomed under her spiral skirt, which complemented her fair skin above her neckline, highlighting her noble and glamorous temperament from inside out.

“Do you want a drink?” With a glass of champagne in each hand, Xia Shiyu smiled and offered.

“Of course, my beautiful queen.” Jiang Chen placed the empty wine glass next to the marble guardrail. He teased her and took the champagne. “You’re stunning today.”

Xia Shiyu’s thin red lips curled up, and her eyes were filled with gorgeous colors. Obviously, she was very fond of Jiang Chen’s praise.

However, Jiang Chen wasn’t a proper person. When she wasn’t paying attention, he put his hand around her smooth waist.

Xia Shiyu’s cheeks suddenly turned red from being pulled into Jiang Chen’s arm. After she broke free, she looked around anxiously. When she realized no one had noticed, she felt relieved. Then she rolled her eyes. “What do you want? Look at the occasion…”

Jiang Chen innocently shrugged, tilting his glass and gently clinking with her. “The Knight and the Queen—I thought you would like this setting.”

When Xia Shiyu heard the word “Knight”, she blushed even more. She eyed Jiang Chen with a smirk then walked away in her high heels.

Looking at her seductive figure. Jiang Chen put the glass close to the lips and a smile formed.

[Maybe this dress will do for tonight?]

Just then, there was a long-distance call from Europe which interrupted his reverie.

Jiang Chen opened the holographic screen and saw it was Monica. He pressed the button and walked to a quiet corner of the balcony.

“Peter has boarded the plane.” As soon as he picked up, Monica spoke.

Jiang Chen was slightly surprised.

If he remembered correctly, Peter should be in Sweden for a three-day diplomatic visit, and his next stop should be the three Baltic countries. Why did he return to the country?

For a moment, he couldn’t guess why. He shook his head and didn’t think about it anymore.

Anyway, to someone already dead, there was no difference.

“Good, you can execute.”

Monica closed her lips and smiled respectfully.

“Roger.”