"The first thing you see is to identify and identify people is determined by their faces and skin color. When life is beautiful, you are definitely willing to open the door to date friends of any race. But when life is difficult, you can only choose to join forces with your fellow races to keep warm. Unfortunately, life is becoming more difficult now."

The above is the last sentence Bishop Pontier said when he left "News One". This sentence is simply "silent and sad", which is thought-provoking. Many French people do not feel that their lives are difficult, but many people still feel that the winter is approaching.

The old bishop put the cruel reality in front of the people. Although it was not so easy to accept, no one in the country felt that there was anything wrong with this. Instead, everyone lamented in their hearts that the old bishop was noble and honest, and did not care about reputation and gains and losses for the country and the people, and dared to tell the truth.

When the shackles of political correctness are smashed by the old bishop, a national topic that concerns the country, nation and religion is spreading rapidly.

This kind of topic was completely banned in the past, but now it is a huge news just for the enthusiastic national discussion, because discussing this topic has a sense of pleasure in breaking taboos and is an vent of dissatisfaction with society.

The old bishop went back to his church, and the media couldn't keep blocking President Ma, so they could only block another culprit who created this topic. Before Mr. Zhou could walk out of the TV station building, "News One" hurriedly wanted to give him an exclusive interview immediately.

Get out, I’m not free!

The flames are already lit and the topic has been hot. At this time, you should be cautious and say less. Otherwise, if you say too much, you may get angry when it will burn you. Zhou Qingfeng just ran away and wanted to go back to the hotel, but the hotel told him that we have a lot of reporters here to block you!

After making a few phone calls, Zhou Qingfeng was silent for a while while sitting in the ordinary sign 308. A French girl named Ai Jielin aimed at him in the passenger seat and asked with a complicated thought: "Where are you going next?"

"There is nowhere to go." Zhou Qingfeng replied casually. His current location was the underground garage of the TV station. After pondering for a moment, he turned his head and looked behind the car. Behind him were the people and cars sent by Guoan to protect him.

After dialing the phone again, Zhou Qingfeng asked Guoan people not to follow him, and keep a distance even if they wanted to follow him. He asked Ai Jielin again: "Can you help me find a place to live? It's remote. I don't want anyone to disturb you. Of course, you can tell your colleagues where you are going so that they won't worry."

"Oh...?" Ai Jielin stretched her tone. The whole expression of this little French woman suddenly seemed extremely charming. "I have a small villa on vacation in the suburbs. It is very remote and no one disturbs me. I can even go with you, but you have to answer me a question."

This woman suddenly became enthusiastic.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at Ai Jielin and reached out to touch the French girl without any warning. The French girl had a lot of petite body, and she should be bulging and protruding. Zhou Qingfeng's invasion made her scream and even scold and fight.

But after the two of them were entangled for more than ten seconds, Zhou Qingfeng took out a micro walkie-talkie working from under Ms. Ai Jielin's chest and took out a locator from under her hair. In addition, the woman's mobile phone was also on and recording, and there was an electric shock device hidden in her bag.

"You have a lot of things." Zhou Qingfeng also found several condoms and jumpers when searching for Kun bags. And so on... The jumper only has a wireless remote control, where is his other half? Without thinking, he pressed the switch of the remote control and directly increased the gear to the maximum vibration mode.

Ai Jielin immediately clamped her legs, shivering in screams, and at the same time she rushed forward and snatched the remote control back and turned it off immediately.

Hahaha... Zhou Qingfeng was teasing and laughing, "You women are really good at playing."

Uncle Zhou turned off the recording of his mobile phone, crushed the intercom and threw it out of the car window, and kept the locator. After a while, several staff members of the "News One" hurriedly ran over and knocked on the car window, asking "Lin Sen" to stop the infringement immediately.

"Enough, get out of here!" Zhou Qingfeng didn't say anything. Instead, Ai Jielin scolded the staff who came over like an angry female cat. "I'm fine, I'll disappear immediately and don't have to follow me anymore."

The staff of "News 1" looked at each other, but could only leave quickly. Ai Jielin, who was still very charming just now, took a few deep breaths, then took out the makeup mirror to sort out her makeup. A moment of losing her composure did not affect her, and the French girl quickly returned to her daily elegance.

"I have made a wrong judgment on your identity." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the staff who fled in a panic, "I thought you were an intern or something before."

Ai Jielin stroked her hair and did not explain her identity. She asked in a cold tone: "Okay, there is no surveillance, no recording, only you and me. Let's be honest. Tell me, how do you complete the magical reversal on tonight's show?"

"magic?"

"Of course it's amazing. I'm already busy in the background and preparing to write a eulogy for you, just want to see how you're done. But Bishop Pontier actually stood on your side? This is not normal. Others may think that the old bishop is shouting for the country, but I don't think so."

"Ai Jielin, you should be the old bishop who cares about the life and death of the country and only cares about the superior elite." Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said, "Do you feel frustrated as being fucked at your home court? I feel that you are right, it's the world that is completely wrong."

Ai Jielin continued to look coldly, and the little woman was angry. Although she didn't show off her teeth, she could see that she was very unhappy.

"Magic?" Zhou Qingfeng let go of the shirt collar button in the suit. He breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "What is magical to you has actually been confirmed long ago."

"I have seen too many cunning and hypocrisy in the upper class. I guess you must have a communication with Bishop Pontier in advance. But participating in the program was determined this morning. How could you settle the old bishop so quickly?" Ai Jielin was most puzzled by this. "Biedach Pontier is a very stubborn person."

"Maybe you can think that Bishop Pontière is on my side for the future of France." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "Or I called the Bishop and quickly reached a consensus."

Ai Jielin seemed to realize something, and she frowned slightly.

Zhou Qingfeng suddenly had a bad taste, wanting to see what it would be like to completely smash an elite's spiritual defense line. So he revealed the answer.

"You know that Catholic priests always have special hobbies, such as stories that must be told between God's name and some little boys. And I got some evidence in this regard, so the old bishop and I immediately became good friends."

Ah... Ai Jielin stayed for a few seconds unwilling to believe it, and then screamed in a mad manner. She cursed loudly, "This is so disgusting. I always thought Pontier would be an exception. I have admired him before. Hell, it's so disgusting!"
Chapter completed!