The scene suddenly became cold, and the players looked at Mister unkindly. Journalists from various countries, especially reporters from the Western camp, looked embarrassed at this time with their live broadcast cameras. Don’t take a photo. They were always in the live broadcast before, but suddenly when they were pulled into Mister, they turned off the live broadcast, which seemed too partial and too fake.

In recent years, the credibility of Western media has become worse and worse. If they blatantly protect Mister at this time, no one would believe them again.

The most important thing is that this is not their live broadcast. Except for the media in the Western camp, the East Asian camp, and the four major news agencies in China are all here. If you don’t live broadcast, some people will broadcast live. Sooner or later, these videos will be broadcast, and they will be more passive at that time.

But if Mister asked a question with the attitude of a normal reporter and as soon as they fell, wouldn’t they be slapped in the face by all kinds of flattery before?

There are three eastern corners in the six major cities, and the remaining three Riangells are not very good at dealing with ordinary capitalists. Although the fourth city lord Elizabeth is a traditional white man, he is a nobleman himself. The capitalists outside the body cannot understand the interests of the aristocratic people. The most important relationship with their interests is the fifth city where Mister is located.

Major media and Mister have secret agreements. Once he falls, their desire to enter the fifth city to get special needs will be ruined!

Western journalists are generally silent. East Asian journalists, especially Central China, try more and more. Several major city lords next to Mister are watching coldly, especially Old Long. His sneer expressions are basically unable to hide.

Mister slowly closed his eyes, and at this time all the evidence was in front of him. Even though he was a master of sophistry, it was impossible to force his argument. Finally, after he hesitating for a few seconds, he took a breath, opened his eyes, and looked at Lei Xue.

"Well, little adult," Mister said with a provocative smile: "I remember that in the first Xinghai Treaty, it was clearly stated that our city lord has the right to manage independently, right?"

The name of the little adult was obviously provocative, which made the eyes of a group of Central China players looking at Mister even colder.

Lei Xue nodded indifferently and said, "Yes."

"The right to self-management means absolute, right? At least before the next job?" Mister continued to ask: "Can the general base interfere?"

Lei Xue shook her head: "No"

As soon as he said this, all the players' faces became a little ugly, including Yang Rui, which was a little different from what he thought before. The city lord's authority was greater than he thought.

Mister laughed when he heard this: "Every city lord has a different political philosophy. We in the United States have always pursued elite politics. I believe that most of the world thinks this way. I will concentrate limited resources on more reliable elites to make them more competitive in the future and compete for the fifth city to gain more benefits. Only in this way can we squeeze out space to replace the fifth city. Is this concept reasonable? It does not violate the rights and interests of the city lord, right?"

Lei Xue glanced at the other party lightly: "It's true that's not."

As soon as these words were spoken, many players were in an uproar!

Yang Rui hurriedly said: "He is just trying to win benefits for his family and other alliance families under the banner, and using the city lord's convenience to create a class, it is clearly stated."

"Do you have evidence?"

A cold voice interrupted Yang Rui.

Yang Rui was slightly stunned, and the rest of the words stuck in his throat for a long time could not be said, because the person who interrupted him was not Mister, but Lei Xue.

The other party's expressionless face and his expression was cold and emotional, which made Yang Rui feel cold. In this minute, he suddenly understood that the young girl with blood in central China in front of him, who occupied a high position, had no intention of helping them stand out.

As soon as this meaning was understood, Yang Rui felt cold all over in an instant

He brought everyone to make trouble, and most of the bets were that Old Long and the base manager in front of him would stand up for their compatriots, but it seemed that this was not the case.

"He clearly intended to target him!" One of the players quickly retorted: "Otherwise, how could a system like a racial balance quota system be released to limit us?"

The policy that players mentioned is the New Territories policy just released by the fifth city. All races are allocated quotas according to fixed portions, and each country's race only has a fixed quota to go to the New Territories.

This greatly limits the advantages of central China players.

Faced with his duties, Mister seemed even more fearless and smiled: "This is just a different concept. We in the United States have always pursued racial equality. The rights and interests between each race should be equal. Just like our college entrance examination system, it was also to understand the weak. However, this system of supporting vulnerable groups should be a reflection of humanitarian ideas, but it has become unfair to you. It does infringe on your rights, but if you regard yourself as a member of the fifth city, you should not have such narrow ideas. Isn't this the same as tax collection?"

"Why do rich people have to keep increasing taxes? Half of the salary of one million? And the poor people not only do not collect taxes because of their low income, but sometimes there are various subsidies? Is this fair to the rich? Naturally, it is unfair, but it is because of the unfair choices of elites that the entire society has a future. You who once enjoyed the minimum living allowance did not lament that they were unfair. Now when you make you contribute to society, you know that it is unfair?"

Mister's words made the Titan player who spoke flushed. He couldn't put a word on his chest for a long time, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was thrusting his chest!

The city lords behind them all rolled their eyes. They were all politicians, so they naturally knew that Mister was a sophist, but this thing could not be refuted explicitly. The whole scene fell into a strange silence.

A group of Beimi reporters nodded repeatedly, with an admiration expression, and even thought about how to discredit these selfish and selfish players in the fifth city for a little selfish desire.

Even more, it's a bit more smearing the overall quality of the players in Central China. It's so perfect

"I am worthy of being a master of sophistry, the world understands the king." Yang Rui sneered: "But if this is the case, what do you say if your family is involved? As far as I know, most of the city's loans are in the pockets of your family's children, so what do you say?"

"Of course it's because my family is excellent!" Mister continued without caring: "Elite politics emphasizes strength. My family is unique in business talent and has made great contributions on the stage of the new world. It can better create benefits for the city. It is impossible to limit the potential of my family just because I am the city lord, right? And you also know that it is a loan. The loan has to be paid and the interest has to be paid. This kind of income is ultimately the finance of the fifth city? Isn't the profit earned to you, who are citizens?"

Yang Rui: ""
Chapter completed!