Hearing Garcia's ridicule, Wren laughed: "That's right, who can't shout the slogan, anyway, how good it sounds."

Whether it is smearing or whitewashing, in the final analysis, who occupies the right to speak, and who stands on the commanding heights of morality. ”

Today's incident also reminded him that there must be some channels for his voice.

Whether it is to have the means to fight back when dealing with smearing, or to beautify and package itself and guide public opinion, it is necessary to master some mouthpieces.

The proverb of the West on Earth: Information is power – information is power.

Wren shook the red wine in the glass, showed a meaningful smile, stared at Suzanne and said, "You go and find if there are any small tabloid companies that can't survive or have just been established, and buy one or two." ”

The first batch of Kangao people will arrive in the afternoon, which also means that the first pot of gold is coming.

Everyone was thoughtful, only Wen Xi scratched his head and asked innocently: "Boss, why did you buy the newspaper?" If you want to read the newspaper, just order a few copies. ”

Patting him on the head, Higg said angrily, "Stupid, of course it's propaganda." ”

Thorn Security's main business in the future is not community property management, but private bodyguards and mercenaries.

Especially mercenaries, who make war money, will not have a good reputation, but if they keep whitewashing, it is not easy to rot the street.

After all, it is the Demon Descendants who are fighting now, not intervening in the battle between human nations.

Wren put down his wine glass, crossed his fingers, looked at Suzanne with a smile on his face, and said solemnly: "After buying a few small newspapers, hire a few street writers or simply let newspaper reporters write soft articles in the newspaper every day that are beneficial to us."

Then, find a few more cultural people to package it, jump out as human rights fighters, give the Kangao people a platform, and vigorously promote the idea of putting aside grievances, understanding each other, tolerating each other, and getting through difficulties together. ”

Wren's words were sonorous and powerful, and his face was righteous.

Isn't it higher than who can publicize and act, and the position of the people is actually very easy to be influenced.

As long as you don't die too much, play with it or stink completely, it can be washed into white if it's really black; In the same way, white can also be slandered into black, water army, trolls, brain-dead powder, etc., how terrible it is, there is no need to emphasize too much.

Garcia looked at Wren and asked with a smile, "Boss, do you like Kangao?" ”

"I don't like it!"

Wren said unceremoniously that he was not a folklorist Dennis, and that he could not appreciate the cultural customs of the Kangao people.

If it weren't for the fact that after the Kangao people moved into the Sunshine Community, they would not have conflicts with the locals and affect their business, so he didn't bother to pay attention to these things.

Seeing the undisguised contempt and ridicule on his face, Suzanne snorted and laughed: "Then you still looked sanctimonious just now, making you look like a virgin, it's really hypocritical." ”

Wren snorted disdainfully, Holy Mother of bullshit, if it wasn't the tide period now, and it was the Kangao people who had to deal with him, he would immediately be able to turn into a different face.

Advocate that those who are not of our race will have different hearts, and the barbaric natives should obediently give up their land to civilized people.

"Regardless of your heart, you don't care if I'm hypocritical or sincere, just make money." Wren said nonchalantly.

…………

Reality does not depend on human will, no matter how much the citizens hate the natives, at three o'clock in the afternoon, 10,000 Kangao people arrived in the city of Diramo on time.

Like a long dragon, the aborigines dressed in animal skins, coarse linen and straw sandals poured into the city, and the streets were immediately overcrowded.

They carried large bags and small bags, and in their hands they carried all kinds of strange objects, bones of beasts, horns, feathers, snake skins, and so on.

I have to say that there is a reason why the citizens dislike them, the women are fine, and many male natives are not kempt at all, like a wild man, with a peculiar smell on their bodies, and they look very sloppy.

In addition, some of the natives did not wear shoes, but were shirtless, with their hair scattered, staring at passers-by with fierce looks, which frightened many people on both sides of the street.

The citizens talked a lot, and many people looked at them with disgust and hostility, and some even scolded them and told them to get out.

The mounted police of the Public Security Bureau, the deacons of the 7th Bureau, maintained order on both sides of the road, and stopped the people who wanted to throw garbage and stones at the natives.

Many tribal chiefs and witch doctors were also calming the emotions of the few who had a fierce eye, preventing them from going berserk.

It should be said that the preparations on both sides were sufficient, and the situation was brought under control, at least without triggering any violent conflicts.

Wren and the others stood by the window in the conference room on the second floor and watched this group of natives swaggering through the market.

Led by Zaro, they came to the Sunshine Community and began to allocate shelter.

It didn't take long for Zaro to have the people at the town hall deliver the gold and silver tickets to the Thorns Security Company, a total of 4,386 gold coins.

At this moment, in the rest hall on the third floor of the Thorn Security Company, the crisp sound of metal collision continued.

Wen Xi picked up dozens of gold coins with golden light from the glass table with both hands, and sprinkled them from his head like a bath.

Bang Bang - Bang Bang - Bang Bang - Bang

"Haha, we're rich!"

Wen Xi smiled like a child, he knew that the boss was going to raise his salary, and in the future, it was not a dream to eat and drink spicy food, and three wives and four concubines.

Higg was no better, picking up a bottle of champagne, opening it directly, and the hops sprinkled Wenxi.

"From today onwards, I'm going to use a silver ticket as a pillow!"

Higg cheered, he had a share, and after a year, the 4,000 gold coins invested were estimated to be multiplied several times.

Garcia smiled, slowly rolled up a silver ticket with a denomination of 10, held it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter:

"Ah, what a charming fragrance, and the cigarettes have to be bowed down.

After all, it's a taste of burning money! ”

Jenny was there, too, she had become the manager of Thorn Security, and she was laughing as she watched the crowd laugh.

Wren sat slumped on the sofa, holding an empty wine glass, and said to Suzanne Nunu: "Female secretary, why are you stunned, didn't you see the boss's wine glass empty?" ”

With a snort, Suzanne picked up the bottle, poured him a glass of red wine, and teased: "Wren, for a while, I thought you were very much like my ex-boyfriend.

But now, I'm sober, what about you? Is it really mercenary to be involved? It's not what we said at the beginning. ”

Drinking the red wine in the glass, Wren smiled and said, "Hehe, I'm very clear-headed, look around you, this is our world."

The world of ordinary people is no longer applicable, luxurious, false, hypocritical, contrived...... This is the real world that belongs to the transcendent.

More direct, more brutal, without any unrealistic illusions, what is believed here is the law of the jungle, strong can dominate more resources, you can dominate more people!

Susanna, you obviously don't understand that the true foundation of the transcendent is your own strength. ”

After all, this is not the earth, and it is impossible to gain a foothold in troubled times by relying on commerce alone, and the extraordinary power itself is the greatest power!