Fired? My Dad Is the President of the United States, and I'm a Dragon Nation Spy

Let’s get one thing straight: my dad is the president of the United States, but he’s my personal errand boy, ready whenever I call. He’s also an undercover agent for China.

I just wanted to live quietly in Italy as a civil servant. Instead, he had me thrown in prison, and now I have to fight back.

Scenario One: I need to destroy the police records of a crime.

Cesare: “Clean up the Rome Police Department’s system for me.”

The President, over an encrypted call, seething with anger: “You’re threatening the dignity of the United States! (Through gritted teeth.)”

The result: The Rome Police Department’s system crashes, and every record vanishes into thin air. Everyone: “Wait, that fast?!”

Scenario Two: I need a secure pass to cross the EU border.

Cesare: “I need a privileged diplomatic passport with no identifying information.”

The President, roaring: “Are you insane? That’ll set Congress off!”

The result: Customs systems across Europe update in an instant, and Cesare becomes a “diplomat” with the highest level of immunity.

Cesare, grumbling at the night sky: “The old man’s a great actor. Every time I blackmail him, he puts on a show like he’s suffering from paranoia.”

From then on, no obstacle could stand in his way, because he held the nuclear launch button in his hand.