The restaurant is on the first floor, and there are beautiful and generously dressed waitresses along the way for Meng Yuanchen. When entering the restaurant, a waitress enthusiastically asked Meng Yuanchen about his identity and his need for breakfast, and then led him to a private room.

After Meng Yuanchen entered the private room, he understood what it meant to be "low-key luxury with connotation", which was less than ten square meters, but from the furnishings on the ground and the pictures on the wall, they were all simple and elegant, which could not only reflect the customs and characteristics of the Haotian Empire, but also the ancient connotation of the Feilu Empire. It was an eye-opener for Meng Yuanchen, who had even slept in the bedroom of the UN Secretary-General.

In addition to the majesty of those thousands of miles, there are also these exquisite and condensed small atmospheres.

After a brief breakfast, it was already half past seven. There was already a car waiting for Meng Yuanchen at the entrance of this VIP accommodation building.

The press conference was also in a building on Red Square, and as soon as Meng Yuanchen entered the building with several high-ranking members of the Feilu Empire, countless flashing lights flashed endlessly.

Later, Meng Yuanchen learned that it turned out that reporters here had been queuing up to grab tickets yesterday, and only influential newspapers and media with backgrounds and money could stand out from tens of thousands of reporters and enter this building. At six o'clock in the morning, they had already entered the building and waited.

Meng Yuanchen's eyes had been trained and could already adapt to strong light, but he didn't expect that the few wine and meat eaters walking beside him would be able to face the flash without even blinking their eyes.

After a brief greeting, the press conference began.

Everywhere Meng Yuanchen's eyes could be seen, there were people of all skin colors, and their eyes were all staring at Meng Yuanchen, as if they were staring at a large piece of glittering gold.

Meng Yuanchen knew that he was the protagonist today, so he kept smiling and looking at the reporters below, hoping to be photographed handsome and make headlines. In fact, this is just wishful thinking, and journalists like to capture celebrities' most embarrassing moments as a way to increase attention.

The first reporter asked: "Dear Mr. Murong Changyi, according to international reports and inferences, the Haotian Empire is a country that took the initiative to initiate a naval war in the Pacific Ocean, do you have any doubts about this?"

Meng Yuanchen thought to himself that since the international community had agreed, there was no point in saying anything more, so he smiled and said: "The existence of war is reasonable, although war will kill innocent people, but in a peaceful environment, how many people can live happily? Through short-term innocent sacrifices, in exchange for lasting people's happiness." I guess it's worth it. ”

The second reporter asked: "Dear Mr. Murong Changyi, can you briefly explain why the people were able to bring happiness after the Pacific Naval War?"

Meng Yuanchen complained bitterly in his heart, he was just talking about it casually, and now he really asked him to introduce how war brings happiness to people, how could he answer it fluently?

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "The ocean area accounts for two-thirds of the world's area, and how much wealth does such a large area contain? If we do not decide by means of war who owns these sea areas, how can these wealth be fully exploited? With wealth, will the people still be unhappy?"

There were bursts of applause from the audience, which made Meng Yuanchen a little nervous, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, so many reporters from all over the world in the audience would spread their remarks to any corner. As soon as he thought of this, Meng Yuanchen's heart throbbed.

The third reporter asked, "Dear Mr. Murong Changyi, may I ask, after the Pacific Naval War, how will the Haotian Empire and the Silver Moon Empire continue to communicate?"

This issue is more complicated, if it is really Murong Changyi himself, he may make a long speech, neither can it seem that the Haotian Empire is too faceless, nor can he say it to death, so that he cannot ease the relationship with the Silver Moon Empire. And at this time, Meng Yuanchen was standing here, and he really didn't think too much, as long as he could say some witty things for the time being, it was enough to curry favor with the Feilu Empire while fooling these reporters.

So, Meng Yuanchen smiled slightly, and said calmly: "The Haotian Empire has an ancient and glorious history, which has developed for thousands of years, and it is a great country, and it will never do perfunctory and flattering things. If the Silver Moon Empire takes the initiative to teach our country, our country will naturally treat each other honestly regardless of its past suspicions. But if the Silver Moon Empire is still an enemy of our country after this war, then our country will not be willing to be controlled by others, and will definitely rise up to resist!"

The flashing lights intensified, and applause poured in like waves.

Meng Yuanchen continued: "Now that I have come to the Feilu Empire, which is also a neighbor and a friendly country, on behalf of the Haotian Empire, you may have already guessed a thing or two. The Haotian Empire and the Feilu Empire will complete many matters of the alliance one day, becoming the first two great powers in the world to form an alliance. At that time, the forces of our two countries merged into one and worked together to maintain world peace. If any country deliberately provokes a world war and undermines world peace, then our two allies will certainly work together to destroy it!

Speaking of excitement, Meng Yuanchen couldn't help but wave his arms, the momentum was magnificent, and he really had the momentum of Murong Changyi.

"Thank you, Mr. Murong Changyi, for your answer!" The reporter who asked the question was also very excited, and a burst of tears was about to burst out of his eyes.

Listening to his accent, Meng Yuanchen could tell that he was from the Haotian Empire. Under the long civilization of the Haotian Empire, everyone loves their motherland. Meng Yuanchen's enthusiastic remarks made every Haotian person feel excited and respectful when they heard it.

At the same time, the real Murong Changyi had already arrived at the battle site of the Pacific Naval Battle, sitting in front of the TVB and watching Meng Yuanchen's wonderful performance, he couldn't help but admire: "It's really not simple! True and false, false and true, I am afraid that he is more like me than myself now." ”

At the end of the press conference, it was already half past ten, and the staff invited Meng Yuanchen and a few others to the tea break room for a temporary rest. Due to the wonderful press conference just now, the high-level leaders of the Feilu Empire decided to temporarily join a symposium and invite several high-level personnel to immediately discuss with Meng Yuanchen many matters related to the alliance, and try to form an alliance as early as possible, so as to form a unique strength in the international arena.

Meng Yuanchen didn't have any other opinions, just follow them, anyway, just talk nonsense about the alliance, and when he gets the top-secret information that Murong Changyi wants, he can withdraw it, and leave everything to Murong Changyi to deal with the aftermath.

There were not many people who came to the forum, but all of them were the top leaders of the Feilu Empire, including the Prime Minister of the Feilu Empire, the chairman of the National Assembly, the president of the House of Representatives, the President of the Senate, the Minister of National Defense, the Minister of Finance and many other high-level leaders