Chapter 881 - 900: Mo Fan, Another Who Gathers Firewood for the Masses
Chapter 881: Chapter 900: Mo Fan, Another Who Gathers Firewood for the Masses
At a time like this, who could possibly say no?
Qiuqiu playfully pinched his ear, fully conceding. "Cute. Mo Si is the cutest."
She didn’t get to pinch him for long before Mo Si gently caught her wrist. "Alright, hurry up and take a shower. We can continue after you’ve changed."
"Okay, okay, I’ll go wash up! Wait for me here."
There was actually an en-suite bathroom right there in the small bedroom. Qiuqiu took off her coat, grabbed a small towel and her change of clothes, and quickly slipped into the bathroom. She was always swift and efficient. Before long, the sound of splashing water echoed through the poorly soundproofed bedroom.
Mo Si sat on the small sofa for a moment before standing up to inspect the Spirit Healing Helmet resting by the bed. Qiuqiu had been using it so frequently lately that the white helmet was starting to look a little worn. With her spiritual power growing by the day, this particular model was no longer the best fit for her.
Perhaps it was time to upgrade to a new Spiritual Power Helmet.
While he was lost in thought, his terminal chimed. His cousin had been messaging him with unprecedented frequency lately, checking in at least once a day.
[When are you coming back? The situation on Q3 turned out pretty well. The former governor went too far and got exactly what he deserved, and the evidence is ironclad.]
[I’ve already submitted a proposal and formal request. Along with Jones, I’m demanding the Cabinet launch a thorough investigation into whoever is pulling the strings behind Q3 Planet.]
[However, you won’t escape a hearing yourself. What was your actual reason for taking those warships to Q3? Was it for personal or official reasons? Give me the bottom line. What kind of secret mission was it?]
Clearly, his cousin was feeling a bit gossipy. Since he was heading back soon anyway, Mo Si decided not to keep him in suspense.
[It was a rescue operation for a Level 3S classified individual connected to a military research institute. There’s a written application for it; it just wasn’t submitted to the Cabinet. The proper procedures were followed for the entire process.]
[OK! That works. In that case, I’ll stop covering for you and step aside. Let the Cabinet approve your hearing. #Smirk#]
[Let them hold the hearing. Once I return this time, a lot of things are going to change.]
[Things are always changing in the blink of an eye anyway. I’ve been stuck in this lousy deputy representative position for way too long. I’m sick of it. It’s time for me to take the top seat.]
Mo Si’s cousin, Mo Fan, had been in the Cabinet for many years. In the beginning, the Mo Family hadn’t been powerful enough to secure him a prime position. He had slowly climbed the ranks all on his own, eventually reaching the position of deputy representative.
Unfortunately, the timing had never been right. The Cabinet’s Chief Representative had deeply entrenched connections and hadn’t made any major mistakes. As a result, even though the Mo Family now had the power to push Mo Fan to the top, they were still somewhat constrained. This was because the Mo Family’s foundation was rooted in their stellar reputation among the citizens.
They had to maintain strict impartiality. Manipulating positions without a valid cause would inevitably be weaponized by those with ulterior motives, making it seem like the Mo Family was abusing their power to bully others. That was the last thing Mo Fan wanted to see, so he had been biding his time.
But now, the perfect opportunity had arrived!
When the public had previously petitioned the Cabinet to appoint Mo Si as a prosecutor, the Cabinet had refused to act. This had sparked widespread dissatisfaction with the Chief Representative, with citizens feeling he was completely out of touch with the people.
Now that Mo Si was returning, they would let the Chief Representative hold him accountable—the harsher the interrogation, the better. Once the details were broadcasted on the Star Network, the public’s opinion of the Chief would plummet even further. And after that... by sprinkling in a few minor scandals, the stage would be set for Mo Fan to take over.
[I’m going to turn everything I’ve envisioned into reality. Be sure to support me when the time comes!]
[I will.]
Having received the answer he wanted, Mo Fan went back to work.
Mo Si sat back down on the small sofa. Qiuqiu was likely washing her hair, as she still hadn’t come out of the bathroom. Feeling slightly bored, the man swept his gaze around the room.
At this very second, Mo Si’s mind was still completely at peace.