Yuan Wanying's words changed, and her voice was low: "Eight hundred years ago, the Kaifeng Mansion was broken, the Second Emperor of Qinhui was captured, and the Song Dynasty was exhausted since then.

"The people in the dynasty are divided into four classes, and my descendants of Yan and Huang are the fourth class!"

"200 years ago, the Qing army entered the customs, and we became the servants of the Manchurian aristocracy again, a money rat tail has been on the top for two hundred years, how many people still remember the body hair and skin, all the parents, how many people remember the hero Cao Cao to replace the head with hair?!"

Yuan Wanying's voice gradually became excited: "Now, another nation that wants to be our master has come in!" ”

"For the past hundreds of years, they have had only one name in our history, the Wako!"

"A few decades ago, they only dared to sneak ashore, but now, they are driving tanks and guns, and they are openly entering our house."

Before you know it, there was silence in the audience around the podium, and everyone was listening intently, many of them with angry eyes on their faces and clenched fists.

Yuan Wanying had completely stopped looking at the speech in her hand, she looked around and shouted: "For our children and grandchildren are no longer slaves, for our descendants, no longer inferior-"

"Let's get them out!"

She raised her arms and shouted, and the whole audience stood up, and with her, raised her right arm high, and shouted in unison: "Get out!" ”

"Down with the invaders!"

"Down with the invaders!"

"Give me back the splendid rivers and mountains!"

"Give me back the splendid rivers and mountains!"

Every time Yuan Wanying said a word, the audience shouted along.

Not far from the bottom of the podium, Song Qing looked at everything in front of him with some distraction, and the speech script in his hand was unconsciously crumpled by him.

He subconsciously looked at Keqing beside him and muttered, "Are we doing something wrong?" ”

Keqing shook his head: "The war situation has obviously favored the allies, and it is a matter of time before we win, and we should minimize the losses of our citizens." ”

Song Qing's somewhat wavering determination became firm again, and when Yuan Wanying walked down, he resolutely walked up: "Before I speak, please take a look at the data. ”

"Tens of millions of our compatriots have died in this global war, accounting for one-third of the global deaths."

"If Ms. Hu becomes the new president, there is no doubt that this war will continue to be fought tragically, and our country can no longer afford to lose!"

"So, my advice is to shrink the defense and wait for our allies to gain an advantage in other theaters."

Before the words fell, a voice suddenly sounded, "Traitor! ”

At the same time, a black cloth shoe swooped down on his face accurately.

The bailiffs immediately went out, and several bailiffs rushed to the podium and surrounded him in the center, while two more bailiffs rushed to the audience, looking for the guy who disturbed the peace.

In the next second, shoes were thrown from all directions, accompanied by one insult after another: "Traitor! "Traitor!"

Song Qing had to interrupt his speech, and under the protection of the bailiffs, he got off the podium in embarrassment.

Immediately, a voice sounded loudly: "President Hu! ”

As if the door of the key had been opened, countless voices rang out overwhelmingly, all of which were calling for a name: "President Hu!" ”

Yuan Wanying stepped onto the podium again in the midst of these countless cheers, she raised her eyes and looked around, the black crowd, and the favorability progress bar on her head, all of them were singing and marching, from yellow to purple!

There is no doubt that she has become the spiritual leader of all!

Song Qing looked at the scene in front of him, gloomy, and silently walked out surrounded by his followers.

When he was about to walk out of the auditorium, a young female voice called him: "Mr. Song? ”

Song Qing stopped, followed the sound, and recognized the young and beautiful young lady in front of her, who was the backbone of Yuan Wanying's campaign team, and seemed to be called Su Qian?

He frowned and said, "What is Miss Su doing with you, or rather, what is the matter with President Hu?" ”

Su Qian smiled generously: "President Hu asked me to ask you, do you remember the agreement two years ago?" ”

Two years ago?

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and the scene from two years ago quickly came to mind:

- I think you're a good fit to be a diplomat.

- But I'm not going to be a diplomat.

INTERVIEWER If I became president, would you like to be my vice president?

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Song Qing's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and after a moment, he politely refused: "I'm sorry—"

Su Qian interrupted him with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to make a decision first. ”

After a pause, she turned around and motioned for Song Qing to follow: "Please come with me, President Hu invites you to observe a meeting." ”

After Song Qing hesitated for a moment, he followed the letter suspiciously, but the entourage beside him was stopped.

Su Qian shrugged her shoulders: "Before you accept the position of vice president, your subordinates can't get involved." ”

"Mr. Song!" "Song Qing!"

The entourage shouted to him anxiously, but in Song Qing's mind, the highlight moment of the young lady two years ago who was one against five came to mind.

So, he waved his hand at his entourage, quickened his pace, and kept up with Su Qian, who was gradually moving away.

After walking around and around with a pillar of incense, he was led into a small courtyard.

This is a common courtyard in the north, the yard is ordinary, this kind of tall jujube tree, it is now winter, the leaves are withering, and there is a lot of snow on the branches.

Entering the main room, the room was still quite large, with a long conference table in the middle, and the conference table had already placed tea, and a slight sweep of at least twenty cups.

Su Qian asked him to sit down in the corner of the room, and Song Qing couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart - since he was asked to be the vice president, didn't he even have the right to sit at the conference table?

Song Qing forcibly suppressed his anger, but he wanted to see what President Hu, who had taken office in the new department, wanted to sell!

didn't let him wait long, there was a small sound of talking at the door, Yuan Wanying took the lead, beside her, beside her, beside her-

After seeing a few people around the young female president, Song Qing gasped, the giant merchant Wang family, the eldest lady who began to take charge of the family business, the young marshal of the Yuan family, and General Hu of the First Front Army in the South-

He suddenly felt that maybe he didn't lose what he lost.

Yuan Wanying took a few people to sit down at the conference table, but did not rush to the meeting, but continued to wait.

As time passed, one strange visitor after another appeared, most of whom Song Qing did not recognize.

Intriguingly, some of them are blonde, blue-eyed, fair-skinned, and clearly European and American.

There are also people who have dark skin all over their bodies.

Song Qing's mouth closed very hard - he just thought that he had learned about the strong strength of the new president, but now, he was suddenly unsure.