Song Shuang pushed further and immediately made a new request: "Can we conduct the interview now?"
Liu Ziguang smiled and said, "Is it right here?"
"Yes, it's right here." Song Shuang's voice trembled slightly, and she stood on tiptoe, as if she had already seen herself sitting in the spotlight talking with the head of a country. This was very difficult for a fledgling journalism girl.
I would say it is simply the best graduation thesis.
But Liu Ziguang declined her tactfully: "Sorry, the time now belongs to everyone. I can leave you alone for fifteen minutes after the speech."
Although she didn't achieve her goal, it was enough for her to show off. Song Shuang nodded repeatedly: "Okay, let's do the interview after it's over."
The staff looked at the time and picked up the microphone and said: "Because the Prime Minister has to take a flight to Beijing and time is limited, I would like to invite the last student to ask questions."
Countless arms were raised in the gym instantly, like a forest, including one belonging to Liu Handong. In fact, he had no idea what question he was asking. He was just infected by this fanatical atmosphere. He, who has never been star-struck, felt instantly attracted to the center of the venue.
The feeling of being impressed by this man, and the desire to serve him on the battlefield.
Liu Ziguang pointed at a boy sitting in the front row. This boy was short, short and fat, with some freckles on his face. His voice was high-pitched and rapid, as if he had rehearsed it for a long time. He said: "Premier Liu, why did you do what you did?"
After the Prime Minister of Western Saddamoa, he actually sold oil resources to the United States
China's oil companies. As we all know, China is a large energy importing country, and is often choked by some superpowers on the oil issue. Is your behavior worthy of the motherland, the nation, and the parents who gave birth to you and raised you? Thank you.
, my questions are over.”
This question was too sharp and impolite. The staff was very nervous for fear of causing a diplomatic dispute. The school leaders were shocked and at a loss. After a commotion in the venue, thunderous applause broke out to cheer for the boy.
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The freckled boy stood up and waved around, then sat down triumphantly and crossed his legs. The greasy T-shirt he wore had three words "Iron Blood Society" printed on the back, indicating that he was a member of a patriotic society in Jiang University.
Liu Ziguang did not get angry. He maintained a calm demeanor in the face of unreasonable questioning. He calmly replied: "The offshore oil resources of Sissa Damoa are rich, and it is high-quality crude oil with very low sulfur content. This is a gift from God."
The wealth of the people of Western Saddamoa belongs to all citizens of Western Saddamoa. It does not belong to a certain king, a certain party, or the government. Of course, it does not belong to my private property.
As the prime minister elected by the people, what I do is responsible for the people, not any foreign oil company. The development and utilization of oil resources are carried out around the world based on the principles of fairness, justice and openness.
Three oil companies in your country participated in the bidding, but were not lucky enough to win the bid. This is a normal business behavior, and I don’t know why this classmate was indignant."
The student from the Iron Blood Society stood up to speak again, but this time no one gave him a microphone. Liu Ziguang continued: "I want to correct everyone's understanding. Political parties and governments can never be superior to the country and the nation, let alone confuse them.
The party and the government are just managers of the country, just like the property in a community, just like a Taobao store. If it is not good, you can exchange it, if you are not satisfied, you can return it, and you can leave a negative review. Thank you everyone."
After speaking, he stood up, bowed, and left.
Thunderous applause resounded throughout the venue. The freckled-faced member of the Iron Blood Club picked up Adi Wang on his feet and was about to hit him, but was held down by an agent from the Provincial Security Department who had already sneaked nearby.
After Liu Ziguang left the show, Song Shuang was sent to the back room for an interview by the staff. Seeing how happy she was, Liu Handong suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. He had been dealing with Song Shuang for two years, and he had a good impression of this girl.
He also knew that Song Shuang had a good impression of him, and of course he knew that it was absolutely impossible for the two of them to get together, but no man would reject this feeling, but today a better man appeared, and he instantly attracted the girl who originally loved and admired him.
Come on, this taste is indeed a bit weird.
Song Shuang's interview lasted for fifteen minutes, and she came out satisfied. When others asked her how it went, she said mysteriously: "Let's wait and see the report on the school news network."
The speech at Jiangda was Liu Ziguang's last activity in Jiangdong. After it was over, he went directly to the airport. Due to the unpleasant scene before, all the agents who had been hiding in the dark when he left Jiangda came out, and they also appeared on the teaching building.
The sniper was spotted. Behind the Toyota Coaster Liu Ziguang was riding were two black full-size SUVs with the doors fully open. Agents dressed in black followed Xiaobu and ran quickly. The speed of the car was getting faster and faster. They jumped into the car with extremely nimble movements and looked so handsome.
scum.
As the motorcade drove away, Liu Handong felt lost. He deeply regretted not being able to have an in-depth communication with this distant cousin. At the same time, this person's strong and mysterious personality also made him extremely interested. Yesterday, Liu Ziguang's method of dealing with the big brothers in society was like a thunderstorm.
He is hearty, fierce, and on point, even more domineering than the most domineering big brother. But today, when faced with the language provocation from a mentally retarded college student, he did not get angry at all, and did not use diplomatic language to be vague, but used simple and straightforward words.
My language has won everyone's praise. If it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have such good self-cultivation.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" A crisp voice came from beside him. When he turned his head, it turned out to be Song Shuang.
"He asked me to deliver the gift he gave you." Song Shuang handed over a small pendant.
This is a bone product, shaped like a huge fang, which is somewhat worn and yellowed. It has holes punched at the bottom and a thin leather strip passed through it, so it can be hung around the neck.
Liu Handong took it and admired it carefully. The size of the fangs was definitely not that of a wolf or a hyena. It should be one of the most powerful animals in the African grassland, the teeth of a lion. He didn't know the meaning of Liu Ziguang's gift to him. Maybe
You will understand in the future.
"What did you ask during the interview?" Liu Handong naturally walked side by side with Song Shuang, walking along the boulevard.
"Actually, it was just some simple questions, including those asked by the idiot from the Iron Blood Society, and Premier Liu answered them all." Song Shuang put his hands behind his back, immersed in the interview just now.
Liu Handong said: "In fact, anyone with some brains can understand that Western Saddamoa is in West Africa and is the backyard of the United States. The United States has always used weapons to deal with oil resources. China's strength is not enough to challenge this hegemony, let alone provide it with
Western Saddamoa has sufficient protection. He sold oil to the Americans not because the Chinese bid was low, but because of geopolitical considerations. He is responsible for the security of Western Saddamoa."
Song Shuang stared with big apricot eyes: "I don't see that you are quite smart."
Liu Handong said angrily: "Do you think I am just a foolhardy warrior?"
Song Shuang said with a smile: "No, actually everyone understands that it's just those idiots from the freshman Iron Blood Society who are deliberately looking for trouble to gain attention. Don't pay attention to them. Liu Ziguang is a real hero, a civilian hero. He started from a small security guard and worked as a general manager.
He has only been the Prime Minister for five short years...If any woman can marry him, it will be a great misfortune."
"How could it be unfortunate?" Liu Handong asked curiously.
"Think about it, if a man is so good, if he doesn't make progress at the same time, sooner or later there will be a gap between the two. You can watch the man being surrounded by other good women and not being able to get divorced. Isn't that what Putin is like... You know
Well, he has a lot of confidantes. In order to receive him, the organization specially transferred a female associate professor from the School of International Relations, who he was before. By the way, what is his relationship with you, and why did he give you gifts? "
Liu Handong picked up the lion's tooth and looked at it. The sunlight shone through the shadows of the trees and fine cracks could be seen on the tooth. This must be the tooth of a late male lion, which has been severely worn.
"We are relatives. We met when we were young." Liu Handong said, and faint memories came to his mind. Liu Ziguang is the grandson of his aunt, and he is the same generation as him. However, he has had little impression of this cousin since he was a child, because he is really ordinary, and he is
But they are children of martyrs
, good at studying and fighting, he has been a popular figure from elementary school to high school. He can beat the game in the game room with one card, fight in groups, and fall in love early. In the end, he was admitted to Kodong University with excellent results. He is simply an outlier among outliers.
, the academic master among the gangsters.
Nowadays, the humble cousin has become a famous figure in the world, but he has become a marginalized figure in the second-tier cities in the mainland. The difference is so great that even the motivation for jealousy is gone, and he can only be convinced.
"No wonder, I think you two are quite similar. Maybe you will be the next him. Come on!" Song Shuang punched Liu Handong on the shoulder and ran away. His voice like a silver bell went away: "I'll sort it out."
The manuscript is ready and will be online tonight."
Liu Handong did not eat in the school cafeteria at noon, but went directly to Ge Tianhong's house to discuss the matter. Jinzun was seized by the Wangdong District Branch, and a hundred and ten people were arrested, fined and detained. Now the public security organs can no longer directly organize labor camps. The people involved in the case
They all rely on criminal cases, and no one can intercede.
Ge Tianhong was very worried. The loss of Jinzun in one day was six figures, and it would go bankrupt within a few months. He smoked one cigarette after another and called constantly to keep in touch, but those friends on the street were not reliable at all.
I don’t even know who is arresting this case. I just pat my chest and say that I will do my best to help you find out. It may cost a lot to deal with something. It is obviously a scam.
Liu Handong knew very well that Jinzun was seized because he provoked the Wolf Fang Team, and there was a way to solve it. Guan Tao had already asked, and Yan Xiaojun said that Liu Handong came to apologize, kowtow to admit his mistake, and pay another two million. This matter
Just get over it, or stop thinking about being good.
When people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads. Yan Xiaojun is the son of the district party committee secretary. He has great hands and eyes in Wangdong District. Moreover, he is smarter than Zhan Ziyu. He always keeps a low profile and will not be caught. He defeated Zhan Ziyu with the courage of an ordinary man.
By chance, it was impossible to replicate the success, and Liu Handong fell into a dilemma.
He faced a choice whether to take responsibility for Ge Tianhong and come to the house to apologize, or to fight to the end and never bow his head.