On the stage of the award---

Hong Kong Governor Peng Dingkang looked at Song Zhichao and said, "Dear Song, please come on, now is the time for you to give a speech." ”

In front of everyone's eyes, Song Zhichao got up and walked to the award platform.

Governor Pang Ting-hong will personally wear the badge representing the Justice of the Peace to him.

Applause rang out below.

But before the applause landed, I heard a media reporter suddenly ask loudly: "Mr. Song Zhichao, what do you think of your last title of Justice of the Peace? Do you think Hong Kong will be better off after its return to the motherland than it is now? Will Hong Kong, which is under the jurisdiction of the British, be more democratic and free, or will Hong Kong be more democratic and free in the future?"

It's a trap to jump into.

You know, no matter how Song Zhichao answers, it is not pleased.

If the future is better, it is obvious that Song Zhichao is on the side of the mainland, then it seems a bit unworthy of the title of Justice of the Peace that he still accepts at this moment, after all, this title represents the glory that the British have given to Hong Kong people

If Song Zhichao stands on the side of the United Kingdom, accepts this title calmly, and says that the British jurisdiction is good, then Hong Kong will definitely be unlucky after the return to the motherland.

Needless to say, this pit was dug too deep, and the brothers Kang Yongren and Kang Yonglian in the audience had a sinister smile and a treacherous smile.

The big guy Li Chaoren looked weird, as if he was watching how Song Zhichao cracked it. Lin Wannian looked surprised, as if he didn't expect the dignified Hong Kong Governor's Council to be ugly for Song Zhichao. Fu Yunheng, who has a good relationship with Song Zhichao, looked anxious, as if he was worried that Song Zhichao had said the wrong thing.

In addition, young people like Li Zekai, Lin Jianyue, and Xu Jinheng all waited with a smile to see Song Zhichao's jokes.

As Song Zhichao's parents, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng didn't understand what was going on, why the scene suddenly became serious, and they couldn't help but widen their eyes and look at their son.

On stage, Song Zhichao smiled and pointed his finger at the media reporter who asked the question, with a joking face, as if to say: "You are so naughty." ”

"This friend, you have a total of three questions, so let me answer your first question first, first of all, I am not the last Justice of the Peace in Hong Kong...... If I remember correctly, many fine traditions can be preserved after Hong Kong's return to the motherland, then the Justices of the Peace, as a characteristic culture of Hong Kong, I think it should also be inherited by future Hong Kong people. As for some people saying that the Justices of the Peace are from Britain and belong to British culture, then I want to say that what belongs to the nation is also what belongs to the world! Mr. Lu Xun taught us that we should learn to take the doctrine, take its essence, and discard its dross--- so starting from me, I hope to take this essence first!

Everyone in the audience: "......"

After a little flurging, Song Zhichao's group of friends couldn't help but applaud, especially Fu Yunheng even applauded: "Well said! Take the essence and remove the dross! We Chinese just want to inherit the essence, and as for the dross, let them get out!"

Bang bang, and the others had to applaud as well.

Amid the applause, Song Zhichao continued to the media reporter: "As for your second question, it is actually very simple, whether Hong Kong's future is good or not is not my final say, nor is it who has the final say--- but the seven million citizens of Hong Kong who have the final say!"

This answer is very tactful, but it is impeccable, at least in the eyes of everyone, Song Zhichao's words are very reasonable, Hong Kong is not someone's word, and Hong Kong people still need to judge whether it is good or bad.

"Finally---" Song Zhichao smiled and glanced at Hong Kong Governor Peng Dingkang, then at Brother Kang Yongren, and then on the reporter, and said: "If you ask me which is more democratic and free in my current Hong Kong or Hong Kong after the handover, I can tell you very clearly that democracy and freedom are not slogans, nor are they just said with their mouths--- whether they can be democratic or not depends on you media reporters!" When one day you can continue to stand here, that's democracy, and you can ask such tricky questions, that's freedom. ”

The reporter shrugged: "Mr. Song, your answer is inevitably too general." ”

"Really, then I'll make it clear," Song Zhichao pointed to the reporter, "As a reporter, if one day you take money from others as you do today, and then attack me according to other people's orders, then it will be very undemocratic......

The journalist: "......"

His face changed, and he was about to refute.

Song Zhichao said again: "If I let people catch you on the spot and search for evidence from you, then you will be very unfree!"

Reporter: "......"

While speaking, without waiting for the reporter to react, Ruan Ling, who was Song Zhichao's personal bodyguard, stepped forward like a female leopard and grabbed the man's wrist.

The reporter screamed.

The surroundings have changed dramatically.

Hong Kong Governor Lao Peng didn't expect Song Zhichao to dare to be so unscrupulous, and just as he was about to open his mouth to scold, he saw Ruan Ling search an envelope from the reporter's pocket, and with a shake, a lot of Hong Kong dollars fell out of the envelope, at least tens of thousands.

Everyone: "......"

Hong Kong Governor Lao Peng opened his mouth, and just wanted to say something, when he saw Ruan Ling take out a stack of photos from himself and scatter them into the venue.

Everyone: "......"

But seeing that in the photo, Kang Yong honestly and sneakily stuffed money into the reporter, with a sinister demeanor and a subordinate action.

Everyone: "......"

Lao Peng: "......"

Slap on the ground.

Crisp and loud.

"I didn't expect you to be such a person!" Kang Yongren pointed at the nose of the fine guy Kang Yonglian, angry.

Kang Yonglian: "......"

Covering his face, he looked at his eldest brother Kang Yongren, for the first time he knew why the other party could be the heir of the Kang family, but he could only be deflated--- this is too shameless, obviously you ordered me to do it, let this reporter wear small shoes for Song Zhichao, but now...... The face hurts hotly.

Bang Bang Bang!

Someone applauded at this time.

The crowd once again looked at them in amazement.

I saw that Song Zhichao was applauding happily: "Well done! Mr. Kang Yongren's righteous killing of his relatives is admirable!"

Everyone looked at each other.

Kang Yongren's face was even more ugly, Song Zhichao didn't wait for him to answer, and continued: "Democracy does not let you arbitrarily label others, and freedom does not make you unscrupulous---

Song Zhichao's voice was high, and he said very vigorously: "Therefore, if Hong Kong wants to maintain democracy and freedom, it must first exterminate these pests in the ranks of journalists, these black sheep--- because people's words are terrible, and even more so because the three of them become tigers, and the pen is the most vicious way to kill people! As media reporters, they represent the public interest, and if they choose to stand on the opposite side of the people, how can they have democracy and freedom?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Song is right!" Everyone in the audience nodded in agreement regardless of whether they understood it or not. Those who don't understand are also determined not to go against Song Zhichao easily, this person is too powerful.

In the blink of an eye, the situation changed greatly, the last Hong Kong Governor Peng Dingkang became a lonely person, looking at those government dignitaries and business tycoons who echoed him, Peng Dingkang's face turned pale, and in his heart, he suddenly felt helpless, is he really old?

Father Song Haiming and mother Wang Jinfeng looked at the majestic son Song Zhichao on the stage, giggling and smirking, although they don't know what happened just now, but one thing is sure that their son seems to have made a lot of limelight and rectified the reporter who dared to take the lead.

Song Zhichao waved his hand: "What's more, now that I am a newly elected Justice of the Peace in Hong Kong, I will defend Hong Kong's freedom of speech even more--- if you have any suggestions to reflect to the government in the future, and give advice to the Governor of Hong Kong, you can come to me, I will definitely reflect truthfully, and --- take care of all the food!"

"Haha" There was a loud laugh in the venue, and everyone began to applaud enthusiastically.

Song Zhichao pressed it with his hand to quiet the venue, and then said, "Okay, let's get down to business." Thank you very much for coming to the scene today, to participate in my investiture ceremony, all those present are friends, and I will hold a banquet in the hotel to entertain you later--- and finally ask, I have won the title of Justice of the Peace, who else is not satisfied? If you are not satisfied, stand up---!"

No one was silent.

No one stood up.

Peng Dingkang choked his wrist, and the general trend has gone.

Kang Yongren sighed, both Yu and Liang.

Li Chaoren was thoughtful, this scene was very exciting.

At this moment, in front of everyone's eyes, Song Zhichao dominated the venue, smiling proudly at Hong Kong--- even if the governor of Hong Kong was in front and hundreds of tycoons were present, they couldn't stop his edge and couldn't hide his arrogance.