119 Don't Forget (46)
"Then please answer me a question Mr. Leng."
Leng Wenxie was calm: "Please speak." β
"I do not deny what you just said that social stability is conducive to prosperity and development. However, the so-called stability of J City now, if one way to describe it - with all due respect - is a stagnant water. β
The colleague next to him, who was still joking with him just now, said that Minister Wu was too short, and at this moment nervously pulled the hem of his clothes and signaled him to pay attention to his words.
Su Xi also glanced at him
This man is too ruthless to speak.
The person who asked the question was unmoved and continued
"I heard that among the laws of J City, there is a "Biochemical Self-Discipline Management Law", because of this set of laws, the biochemical people in J City are currently facing a very difficult living environment.
In addition, the female group in J City has basically lost control of their own rights and has become a subordinate of men. If you don't have a man to cling to, it's almost impossible to move around in your city.
In addition, promoting the legalization of surrogacy further objectifies women.
As far as I know, these laws, which are closely related to everyone, have been implemented and implemented by you, Minister Leng.
From my point of view, as a foreigner, the situation of the disadvantaged group in J City is very poor.
Could it be that your so-called stability is obtained by trampling on the interests of the disadvantaged?! β
The man asked several questions in one breath, and the meeting room went from a buzzing discussion a few minutes ago to a silence again as the man's questioning ended.
Everyone is waiting for Leng Wenxie's reply.
This conference was broadcast live, and his reply was actually equivalent to giving the world an explanation and an answer.
The man asking the question sat down unhurriedly, and the colleague next to him was speechless in shock
ββ¦β¦ Did you take the medicine, or did you not take the medicine, or did you take the wrong medicine? β
The man patted his colleague's leg gently
"Don't worry, I'm on a mission, it's all through the gas. Do you think I'm going to jump up and ask questions on such an occasion without saying hello? I don't have that much sense of justice. β
As he spoke, he looked leisurely at the podium, "You'll see how he performs later." The answers to these questions have already been written in the scripts of the speeches, and I want to announce this opportunity to the world, and I am just a trust. β
"You can do it, why didn't you tell me in advance about this kind of thing? Did our leaders arrange it for you? I knew that you didn't have a good relationship with the leader. Looks like you really like male ......"
"Shut up, live broadcast, you see that camera is filming me, you will also be in the camera, be serious."
"Oh no, my nose is oily, it's over, I'm not handsome anymore......"
The audience was silent for a few seconds.
Leng Wenxie didn't speak, just looked at the questioner with an expressionless face.
This is one of Leng Wenxie's presentation skills, and it takes him a few seconds to whet the appetite of the attendees, while all the viewers watching the live broadcast from the sidelines are waiting to see how he answers these tricky and snarky questions.
After a while, the man spoke leisurely
"Your questions are very good, and the answers to these questions are exactly what we want to convey to the world.
There are two kinds of freedom, one is to do as you want and the other is to be carefree. In the chaotic era of nuclear war and nuclear winter, people do whatever they want, which raises many problems, and we can even say that the product of 'excessive freedom' is nuclear winter. Now that we know the consequences of freedom, why don't we correct our mistakes? If we can't learn from history, then what is the point of the pain and loss we have borne so far?
Now, all of us in J City are under the rules, everyone lives safely, and there is no need to be afraid, which is also a kind of freedom, and this freedom is obviously better than before. β
"Good! You can say that again! β
As soon as the words fell, the leaders of the cyborg phalanx and the maid phalanx took the lead in applauding desperately, and the audience also burst into applause.
Leng Wenxie smiled slightly, and continued to talk about other questions.
At this time.
The figure of a woman appeared in the center of the aisle of the east auditorium.
The woman was dressed in a simple, well-cut white dress with delicate lace at the corners, unlike anyone in the room
In J City, everyone uses what they wear to distinguish their status.
The high-ranking officials in power wore suits, the wives wore dark blue, the ordinary people wore brown, the cyborgs wore white onesies, and the maids wore uniform "black garbage bag" dresses, and even the visiting female foreign guests were required to wear neat light gray suits - just like this one on Su Hee at the moment.
And the white dress on this woman, the sharp-eyed young women present recognized that this was the main style of a certain niche brand before the onset of nuclear winter.
At that time, they also had the freedom to wear different kinds of clothing. Unlike now, clothes are just a business card to distinguish identity.
And now the woman in the white dress, she does not belong to any group.
She belongs only to herself.
She's just herself.
Her steps did not hesitate, from the end of the aisle near the door, all the way to the center, although her body was thin, but the whole person exuded an aura that no one could stop.
In the palm of her right hand, she held a cylinder about five centimeters long, and at the end of the cylinder, there was a red dot, flashing and flashing.
Walking from the end of the aisle, there is a distance of about 100 meters.
She passed through the maid phalanx, the cyborgs, the lady and the children, the foreign guests, the videographer, the journalist.
She walked steadily, no one stopped her, not even the security personnel in the venue, as if they couldn't see her, let her walk from the end to the podium.
She walked past the area where the foreign guests were sitting, and past Su Xi's position, she paused slightly, as if injecting a little more determination, and continued to walk forward.
Among the twelve elders, except for Leng Wenxie, there were eleven people sitting in the first row, just watching the woman in white pass by.
They couldn't figure out the situation, so much so that no one even said anything to stop them.
Leng Wenxie, who was still speaking on stage, finally noticed her.
At this moment, she was only ten steps away from her.
"Leng."
There was a bit of confusion and disgust in his eyes, and he subconsciously called out her code name.
Then shouted in the left corner, in the direction of the venue security personnel
"She shouldn't be here. Please take her away. β
The security personnel in sunglasses stood motionless in the shadows in the corner as if they hadn't heard.
Leng Wenxie was a little impetuous
"I said, someone came to control her!"
Junko lifted her long white dress and walked up the steps of the podium step by step with a sad smile on her face.
The eleventh eleventh elder sitting in the first row was stunned when he looked at this situation.
The spotlight fell on the woman's head.
Leng Wenxie couldn't figure out the situation at all, and no one came after calling someone, so he stood still in place.
Junko finds the nearest camera, smiles sadly at the world, and slowly raises her right hand.
Leng Wenxie only understood everything at this moment.
His eyes were full of despair and fear.
He tried to escape, but found that his feet were shaking and he couldn't move.
He didn't understand until this moment
It turns out that the Grim Reaper has a smell.
He really smelled deathβthe smell of sulfur.
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