Chapter 719

By noon,

KTVU, a television station under the Umbrella Corporation, began reporting this major news in a flash.

"Good afternoon, dear viewers, welcome to the KTVU noon news..."

"Today, a noteworthy event took place at Union Square in San Francisco. A special 'exhibition' was held there, aiming to restore a painful piece of Eastern history—the Nanjing Massacre."

The television footage cut to the scene at Union Square: a group of actors dressed in tattered, blood-stained Republic of China-era clothing... while other actors playing Japanese soldiers, with ferocious expressions, simulated atrocities such as massacres and rapes...

"According to the exhibition organizers, in 1937... after the fall of Nanjing on December 13th... the total number of victims exceeded 300,000."

"However, an accident occurred during the exhibition. Several Japanese individuals broke into the scene, emotionally agitated, and denied the content of the exhibition..."

The footage cut to the Japanese group's beating, smashing, and shoving, followed by the resulting chaos.

"This act triggered chaos at the scene. Police arrived quickly after receiving reports and arrested both parties involved."

At this moment,

In a cozy residence in the San Francisco Bay Area, the Smith family was sitting around the living room television, enjoying lunch.

The noon news broadcasted the simulated exhibition at Union Square and the footage of the Japanese intruders smashing things.

"Massacre?"

"300,000 people killed in one city?"

"Did Japan actually do such a thing? They usually seem so polite, constantly bowing."

Daughter: "A tragedy of 300,000 people? How come we never learned about this in history class?"

At a small tavern at Fisherman's Wharf,

The tavern was still bustling this noon.

But at this moment, most of the citizens were attracted by the content of the television news.

Everyone was watching the spectacle.

"The Japanese and the Chinese are fighting."

"Really?"

"Massacred 300,000?"

In the corner, two Japanese international students shouted angrily: "That's not true, this is fake and fabricated, we Japanese never did such a thing!"

Then they were scolded by the Chinese.

"F*ck your mother, you won't admit it? You dare to do it but don't dare to own up to it?"

"You Japanese invaded our China back then..."

Then the two sides began to clash.

It took a long, long time for the police to arrive and take both sides away.

In the cafeteria at the University of California, San Francisco, many students were attracted by the news on the big screen.

Many history students had blank expressions on their faces.

"Massacre?"

"300,000?"

As history students, they naturally knew the horror of a 300,000-person massacre, especially in modern history.

"Why haven't we learned or heard about this history?"

"Yeah, never even heard of it."

"Could it be fake?"

Suzuki, a Japanese-American student next to them, turned pale. Facing the questioning gazes of his classmates, he clenched his fists: "My grandfather was a Japanese soldier... but he never mentioned these things... It must be fake, it's a smear by the Chinese!"

On the other side, Professor Williams of the history department looked at the news, pushed up his glasses, and said: "Could it really exist? I actually didn't know... Perhaps this is a very meaningful topic."

He prepared to assign this as an assignment to his students during the afternoon class.

In a teahouse in San Francisco's Chinatown, old overseas Chinese were sitting around an old-fashioned television. Seeing the footage of their compatriots being shoved in the news, 78-year-old Li A-gong slapped the table in anger, roaring in a mix of dialect and English:

"These little devils, they burned, killed, and looted in China back then, and now they want to deny it!"

Mr. Wang, who was beside him, stood up: "We must organize a rally, we cannot let them distort history!"

As one of the five major mainstream media outlets in California, KTVU television station had exerted huge influence over the past two years, relying on its statewide broadcast network and massive audience. As the news of the Nanjing Massacre exhibition conflict aired during the noon prime time, this message swept across all of California like a hurricane.

From the bustling Hollywood Boulevard in Los Angeles to Orange County, from tech companies in Silicon Valley to art galleries in Pasadena, from churches in San Jose to academic lecture halls in Berkeley, from the port terminals in Long Beach to restaurants and bars in Oakland, the entire state of California was captivated by this news...

"Did this Nanjing Massacre really happen? Did Japan commit such atrocities?"

"I seem to have heard of this, there was a person named Bell..."

"My grandfather was on the Pacific battlefield back then, and he witnessed the cruelty of the Japanese army. This is definitely not a smear!"

Inside the Sakura Manor,

The television was playing the KTVU noon news.

Sato Kenjiro and Takachiho Sanae were watching the television.

On the screen, the footage of the Japanese intruders tearing at the exhibition boards made Sato Kenjiro's temples throb.

"Baka! Bakayaro!"

Sato Kenjiro was so angry that he grabbed a gold-rimmed whiskey glass and smashed it hard against the screen. The glass cracked into a spiderweb pattern, and the liquor mixed with broken glass splashed onto the carpet.

His roar made the crystal chandelier rattle. He tore open the mother-of-pearl buttons of his custom-made suit, and the veins on his neck bulged.

The female secretary kneeling at the door was trembling all over, her smooth forehead hitting the tatami mat heavily:

"Master, please calm your anger! It was our negligence..."

"Negligence?"

Sato Kenjiro kicked over a sandalwood tea table worth millions, and the gilded tea set exploded on the floor.

"Every time the number 300,000 appears, it adds another layer of resistance to our lobbying for Security Council reform!"

"Immediately!"

He roared ferociously:

"Notify Suzuki Ichiro, Nakajo Yuma, Nakado Keiji..."

He named several people.

"Arrive at the top-floor conference room within 20 minutes. Whoever is late can get out of San Francisco!"

The secretary lowered her head: "Hai!"

Just as she was about to leave,

Sato Kenjiro: "Come back, one more thing. Go check on this exhibition activity. Does it have anything to do with that Umbrella Corporation? Who organized it?"

Secretary: "Hai!"

20 minutes later,

People came running in, panting and scrambling. The meeting began.

Sato Kenjiro took off his tie and threw it on the table, shouting to the secretary: "How is the investigation into the organizers?"

Secretary: "It has been investigated. The news from the San Francisco Police Department is: all the exhibitors are people from the Umbrella Corporation."

Boom~~~~

Sato Kenjiro's face twisted: "Very good. For the past two years, we have been at peace. I thought they had forgotten the hatred between China and Japan."

Thinking about how the two sides had been cooperating happily within the Democratic Party all this time.

He didn't expect them to suddenly do something like this.

"Insidious Chinese!"

Sato Kenjiro cursed.

Then he pointed to Suzuki Ichiro, a younger Japanese-American in the legal field: "You, take the legal team and draft two lawyer's letters. One to the exhibition organizers, accusing them of defamation; one to KTVU television station, demanding they remove the news within 24 hours. I want to confirm one last time whether it is the Umbrella Corporation that wants to go to war with us!"

Suzuki Ichiro was about to ask for details, but Sato Kenjiro was already scolding: "Don't ask me what to do. If you can't handle it, go back to Tokyo and scrub toilets!"

Suzuki Ichiro hurriedly lowered his head: "Hai!"

Sato Kenjiro turned to Nakajo Yuma: "Contact all newspapers and television stations in San Francisco, Los Angeles, California, etc. As long as they have advertising cooperation with us, tell them they are not allowed to report this news tomorrow, otherwise all enterprises under our Chamber of Commerce will immediately terminate cooperation. In addition, if they are willing to help report that this is a conspiracy by Chinese forces, we can increase the advertising fees!"

Nakajo Yuma: "Hai!"

"Nakado Keiji!" He pointed to Nakado Keiji of the political lobbying team, "Send people to find core Democratic congressmen, go to City Hall, and lobby them to issue a ban prohibiting any anti-Japanese themed exhibitions. Elections are coming at the end of this year, and I hope they can help with this favor."

Finally, Sato Kenjiro said to Tamura Yukiyuki: "Gather all the overseas Japanese in Japantown. Tomorrow morning, you must organize a protest team of a thousand people. Give everyone a unified slogan, just write 'History cannot be smeared' and 'Oppose political manipulation'. Arrange photographers on the scene, and remember to take more shots of old people and children crying, and make them into news material to send to major media outlets. If there aren't enough people, spend money to hire homeless people to fill the scene!"

Tamura Yukiyuki: "Hai!"

Sato Kenjiro kicked away the broken porcelain at his feet, his cold eyes sweeping over the trembling subordinates in the conference room:

"What are you waiting for? Execute my orders immediately!"

"Hai!"

One by one, the subordinates scrambled out the door.

His deployment of actions could be called fast, ruthless, and accurate.

"Sato Ken-senpai!" Takachiho Sanae praised him with relief, "Fortunately, San Francisco has you as a pillar of stability, otherwise it would be a big trouble."

According to her understanding of the Chinese, they had low status in the United States, so she thought this matter would be easily suppressed.

However,

Sato Kenjiro had a solemn face: "No, this is far from being resolved."

Takachiho Sanae was stunned: "How so?"

Sato Kenjiro: "You just arrived in San Francisco and don't know the power of this Umbrella Corporation. If it really was done by this company, they definitely wouldn't just do this little bit."

"Also, the Umbrella Corporation has a branch in Los Angeles, and it's growing extremely fast!"

He picked up the phone and called an old friend in the Japantown of Los Angeles.

Takachiho Sanae was stunned.

Didn't they say that the Chinese have a very low status in the United States?

California,

Beverly Hills, one of the manors.

In a huge conference room, next to a deep brown walnut conference table, sat more than twenty Jewish elites from all walks of life.

On a projector, news clips of the Nanjing Massacre exhibition at Union Square in San Francisco were playing in a loop, showing the angry crowds and intense conflict scenes.

"Knock knock knock~~~"

Jewish media tycoon Ben Stewart Resnick knocked on the table.

"Everyone, you have all seen the news."

"Any thoughts?"

Many people might not know Stewart Resnick, but those who know about the 2025 Los Angeles fire should know this tycoon.

Los Angeles caught fire...

Los Angeles ran out of water...

The whole world was watching the show...

What to do if you need water to put out the fire?

You have to find this water tycoon to buy water to put out the fire.

That's right, it's just that absurd. It's truly a play in California, and the Chinese are laughing their heads off.

The Resnick family is originally from Ukraine, and his entrepreneurial path started with cleaning and minting businesses.

In 1978, Stewart Resnick began his journey of large-scale land acquisition in California. With unique business vision and a series of commercial operations, especially by cleverly utilizing several disaster opportunities, he annexed a large amount of land from California farmers at low prices.

By 1994, he already owned 130,000 acres of vast land in California, becoming a large-scale pistachio and almond grower in the United States, with his assets producing an annual output value of over 5 billion US dollars.

Last year, which was the start of the 1994 "Monterey Amendment," in a closed-door meeting, the California government transferred the management rights of the "Kern Reservoir" to a private company, and Resnick became the biggest beneficiary, controlling 60% of the shares of the Kern Reservoir.

He not only obtained a large amount of groundwater reserves but could also sell water resources at high prices during droughts through water rights trading. After buying out the water rights at the initial price of $28 per acre, they sold them to the public at 7 times the price, $196.

California citizens: "F*ck%#￥*......"

After a brief silence, a Jewish businessman wearing silver-rimmed glasses pushed up his glasses: "I think we should support it. The Nanjing Massacre, like the Jewish Holocaust, is the darkest atrocity in human history. Only by promoting these histories can the world truly understand the cruelty of war."

"That's right!" Another Jew sitting in the corner nodded vigorously, "Our foundation has always been committed to anti-genocide education, and we can completely incorporate the content of the Nanjing Massacre into our projects. This can make more people realize the harm suffered by us Jews."

Another white-haired Jew spoke slowly: "We Jews have experienced suffering, so we should understand the pain of Chinese victims even more. We have common pain, and we must speak up for them."

However, following their words, most of the Jewish tycoons in the room showed strange expressions.

"Hahaha~~~"

"It's really funny~~~~"

Stewart Resnick suddenly laughed.

"Why are you guys still so naive even now!"

"Do you think adding one more 'victim' will evoke more sympathy? Resources and attention are limited! Once the voice of the Nanjing Massacre grows louder, the attention on the Jewish Holocaust will inevitably decline!"

"Political aid, economic compensation, international discourse power—these interests will all be divided!"

Stewart Resnick glared at the three embarrassed Jews:

"Our primary task is to safeguard the core interests of the Jews, not to be some world police!"

Following his words, many Jewish tycoons began to support him one after another.

"That's right, once the suffering endured by the Chinese in World War II is widely focused on, our status as the 'sole victim' in the World War II narrative will be shaken, which will have a huge impact on our political and economic interests."

"Therefore, we must block it!"

"We Jews have so many media resources under our banner, we should directly prohibit the reporting of this book and related content. If we let the suffering of the Chinese be on par with our Jewish experience, who will sympathize with the suffering of our Jewish race in the future?"

"The book 'The Rape of Nanking' is currently being published by HarperCollins Publishing Group, try to delay the publication time as much as possible..."

(End of chapter)