Perhaps it was the nature of the people here advocating freedom, or more perhaps, it was the royal guards who followed their king in white uniforms and had serious faces that put them off.
After all, unlike the queens and emperors of constitutional monarchies such as the United Kingdom and Japan, they do not only possess royal glory and symbolic significance.
In Suoyaqi, the king is equivalent to the supreme commander of the three armed forces, holding military power. All ministers are directly appointed by the king, and directly controls the political and economic power of the country. On the other hand, the cabinet and parliament are just tools for decoration.
Although it is a hereditary monarchy, for thousands of years, Soyaqi, an island country with a population of less than 10 million, has always been economically prosperous and prosperous. Not only does the king love the people, the people support the king, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, but the crime rate is extremely low.
A paradise that is envied by countless people around the world.
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Some people are buying sugar and roasting chestnuts on the street.
The sweet fragrance floats far away, tempting the heart and mind.
Chu Yilun bought a big bag. It was really delicious, glutinous and sweet, and felt warm in his hands. The two held hands and walked on the ancient and simple stone paths along the road separated by the river.
The famous Iruns Canal has deep green charm, thin smoke and ripples on the river surface, and the scenery is extremely beautiful.
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Time flies, and many days and nights go by like this.
One day, she was sitting in front of the dressing table in her bedroom. Through the dressing mirror, she saw the news channel appearing on the big TV screen behind her. An American host holding a microphone was standing next to a towering building in City A.
Report the news fluently——
"Now is the global news period. Yesilo, the world-famous president of Yeshi Group three months ago, was unfortunately involved in a gang fight during a night flight and was attacked and seriously injured. After being reborn from the ashes, he reappeared in the public eye today.
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The screen switched, and a tall and slender man wearing a black top hat appeared from a black Rolls-Royce. More than a dozen black-clad bodyguards beside the car blocked the swarm of reporters.
The screen switched again, and the reporter held the microphone and continued to broadcast:
"It is reported that Ye Suluo, the president of Ye's family who is ranked as the richest man in Asia and at the top of Forbes' rich list, has been widely rumored to have close ties with the underworld despite his astonishing net worth. This time he was attacked during a gang fight, and the outside world has been rumored that he is a gangster.
However, after a thorough investigation by the police, it was found that the matter was completely false, and that the Ye Group was in compliance with the rules and had no violations of laws and regulations. The Chinese police have responded actively to protect the business.
- Open the door to free trade in China, Asia and even the world. ．
Cheng Liuli's head was buzzing, and he felt dizzy and dizzy for a moment. He stared blankly at the TV screen in the mirror, his mind confused.
Something seemed to flash through her mind, but when she wanted to grab it, the thought was like a wisp of smoke, and she couldn't grasp the clue at all.
The screen cut again, and a close-up hit the man's face, with clean short hair and a handsome and domineering face——
Caught off guard, she seemed to have been hit hard by someone suddenly, her body swayed, and she almost fell from the stool to the ground.
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He held the dressing table in front of him tightly with both hands, his knuckles turned pale white from the force!
The man on the TV had a stern look and an expressionless face. He did not answer any of the reporters' questions, nor did he smile at all. However, his whole person looked so dazzling that even the bright sunshine above his head seemed to be eclipsed.