"Is Mr. Cameron okay?" "Help him sit down quickly, slowly, slowly, slowly..." "Do you feel like vomiting? Do you?" "Healing psychic, is there a healing psychic?"
…
There was a lot of noise and chattering. Several pairs of hands carefully helped Cameron to sit down. The latter had a cut on the corner of his mouth and a nosebleed. He was applying a cold towel to his chin. He had probably never been so embarrassed in all these years.
This was a small separate room on the floor above the hearing room. Shen Zhuo stood indifferently at the door with his hands in his trouser pockets. His profile outlined a cold, sharp silhouette in the light and shadow.
Bai Sheng stood guard at the side of Shen Zhuo, stroking his chin and looking at him carefully, then turned his head to look at Cameron in the crowd and found that the brothers were actually similar from some angles - they both had full foreheads and three-dimensional brow arches, and except for the arc from the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, there was no extra buffer, so their eyebrows and eyes looked sharp and oppressive.
But the differences are also obvious. The lower half of Cameron's face is much rounder than Shen Zhuo's. His jaw angle is wrapped in flesh, and his heartless lips and the angle of his eyebrows and eyes hardly change when he smiles. So at first glance he is full of hypocritical sarcasm, and often gives people the urge to hit him.
Bai Sheng leaned slightly towards Shen Zhuo and asked softly, "Did you hit him on purpose?"
Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows at him.
"It's okay... It's okay." Cameron's mouth tasted of blood and rust. He pushed away the official who wanted to come up to him and ask about his health, and flatly refused: "No need to call a doctor."
A committee member hurried in from outside the room, looked at the brothers awkwardly, then leaned over to Cameron and said, "The hearing has been temporarily suspended, and the subsequent procedures have also been urgently stopped. In addition, regarding the blood relationship avoidance clause you just proposed to Supervisor Shen, and Supervisor Shen's accusation of you... uh, shooting Ms. Shen Ruzhen..."
Cameron was not surprised: "The committee proposed to revisit the issue at another date?"
The committee member nodded awkwardly, "…but the media is prohibited from reporting this."
No one knows the style of the EHPBC committee better than Cameron. In fact, the truth is not important, and the terms of the charter are not important. No one cares how Shen Ruqin died 23 years ago, or even how Fu Chen died. The focus now is that he proposed a recusation clause to Shen Zhuo, and Shen Zhuo proposed a motion of no confidence in him, and the reasons given by each other are very heavy and evenly matched. What follows is the real power arena.
On one side are the human forces who want to keep his position as interim director-general, and on the other side are the superpower forces who want to ensure that Shen Zhuo does not fall into the hands of humans. This is not something that can be resolved in a day or two, and the EHPBC committee will be caught in a protracted verbal battle.
This was exactly what Shen Zhuo wanted.
This tactic is all about dragging it out until everyone is exhausted and can only exchange other interests for it. There is at least a 50% chance that the original essential problem will eventually be left unresolved.
Although his younger brother is stupid, his IQ in power checks and balances is at least a little higher than that of primitive animals, which is really gratifying.
Cameron sneered, looking through the crowd at Shen Zhuo, and waved away the water that his men were bringing up: