A word flashed in Ye Lin's mind, deceiving others.
Faced with the successful prediction, Liu Wangjun actually suggested that he should stop predicting at all. In fact, his subtext still believed that the snowstorm was caused by humans.
Yue Feng did not move: "This is your personal opinion, and it is also representative. Some of the people you represent firmly believe that the snowstorm is man-made. As long as the source of the evil is found, the snowstorm will disappear and the storms will disappear all year round." It will come back naturally. I think we might as well call you the faction that defeated the Great Demon King."
Liu Wangjun looked noncommittal, and it looked like he didn't intend to reply.
Yue Feng: "And when I invited Mr. Jiang to stay, I also said that Mr. Jiang's attitude is also representative. What he does strongly represents the psychological phenomena of other people, but Mr. Jiang has the ability to turn it into reality. Although it was not successful. Call this group of people a faction, and their characteristic is survival of the fittest. I ask Mr. Jiang Qianhu to answer whether my summary is correct."
Jiang Qianhu was silent for a moment. Before he could say a word, Fang Yi said: "Yes! There are only four words in Jiang Qianhu's remarks after the storm: survival of the fittest."
Jiang Qianhu added: "Yes."
Yue Feng pointed back at himself: "On behalf of our company, if we are also called a faction, let's call it the Base Faction."
Liu Wangjun Lao Ruizhi said: "You mean that the dispute between the three schools of thought is of a discussion nature?"
Yue Feng nodded: "Let's debate here and tell everyone what they want to say about this snow storm and all their opinions, big and small. I believe that the one left in the end is the one that all of us support, or A correct view that is reluctantly accepted. This view is only correct for the present, because any view is timely. Changes in time will change the environment, and changes in the environment will change the conditions. When the time comes, it is no longer applicable, and we will revise it again. Right now. , we all act from this point of view and work together to rebuild our lives.”
Jiang Qianhu and Liu Wangjun were silent together.
Yue Feng waited quietly, and Jiang Qianhu answered first: "I agree, the benefits of sand table drills can effectively avoid hitting a wall in reality."
Liu Wangjun: "My dissatisfaction with your company is beyond words, but I can't ignore the facts that I can see with my eyes. The base faction has its own advantages. I am very willing to listen to Mr. Yue's point of view. If you can convince me again and again, then Lao Fang You don't have to look at my face anymore, I will support him wholeheartedly in the future. Hey, Lao Fang, you are still the one in charge. You have your say."
Fang Yi smiled and said: "Mr. Liu is right."
Jiang Qianhu sneered: "Listen to me, except for the gang represented by Mr. Yue, no one is willing to listen to me. So I am the first to say that I will only accept Mr. Yue's refutation."
Yue Feng: "Thank you for the honor, but I suddenly thought that there are other people here who do not belong to the three factions just mentioned. They should also have the right to speak freely, and I still firmly believe that you, Mr. Jiang, are among these people. supporters. Therefore, I would like to make another point, whether this debate can be spread to every corner of the Imperial Capital base and give some of them a chance to speak."
Jiang Qianhu said in surprise: "I very much agree. I believe that more people will support my point of view, although it may not be decent to express it in words. Mr. Yue, if I can survive, I will make you my friend."
Yue Feng: "Thank you. As long as the limit is not exceeded, the more friends the better."
He looked at Fang Yi: "Mr. Fang, you seek survival for 378 million people. You also find a way out for people across the country. However, only the opinions of 378 million people can be adopted on the spot. You might as well let the people of the whole country express their voices on their behalf." . It seems to me that you also want to know clearly what 378 million people think."
Fang Yi was slightly moved: "Thank you for your thoughtful consideration. I really want to know the real thoughts of the people around me. You know that in my position, most of what I hear is lies. Mr. Liu speaks very badly. It sounds good, but it’s rare to hear more truth.”
Liu Wangjun: "Huh, it's good for me to be here."
Yue Feng smiled slightly: "Then please make arrangements, Chief Fang, so that more people in the Imperial Capital Base can hear our voices. We will defeat the Great Demon King Faction, the Base Faction and the Survival of the Fittest Faction respectively."
Jiang Qianhu was obviously excited and moved uneasily.
Fang Yi saw it, and after making some arrangements on the communicator, he said: "Bring the people from Jiang Qianhu back, let us listen to the innermost voices of the survival of the fittest faction."
He turned his face to the side and asked, "Mr. Liu, I think that although you are tough-talking, you actually want to hear it."
Liu Wangjun curled his lips, but said: "Don't be afraid of having too many opinions. Let's go ahead and bring them all out today."
Jiang Qianhu took a deep breath. Today was an important moment for him. His long-planned plan had failed. The result waiting for him was either death or a life worse than death. But he still gets a chance to speak freely, and today is an important moment.
It has to be said that sometimes speaking freely is a good medicine for curing physical and mental illnesses, and it is also effective for villains.
While waiting for the arrangement to be completed, Jiang Qianhu's eyelids were closed and his lips moved slightly from time to time. It was obvious that he was preparing very carefully.
At this time, Ye Lin asked the housekeeper to come to her side. The DX-9 contracted the legs and arms of the machine, shrinking it to the size of a four-person table. Only the neck and head remained intact, and the pestle was there to talk to Ye Lin.
Ye Lin casually held her chin up with her hand and whispered: "I have to ask you how to attack humans first, otherwise Mr. President will question you. It is true that Jiang Qianhu is a bad guy, but you only execute robot programs. What's wrong with you, Mr. Butler?"
The voice that DX-9 transmitted to Ye Lin's mind was also very low: "Mr. Liang found out that there are bad guys here, and he let me come over. Before I came, I identified Jiang Qianhu as the bad guy who hurt the master. On the premise of protecting you , my program issues attack instructions."
Yue Feng's voice appeared: "Its behavior today is understandable. In addition to the war bonus of DX-9 itself, girl, your exclusive life butler also has a war bonus when protecting you."
Ye Lin smiled happily: "As long as you don't mind."
Then he said: "By the way, coach, I have a protective suit that can block anesthetics. Why do you want to forcefully release the antidote in my communicator?"
Yue Feng: "The shielding of other gases by protective clothing only depends on the gas concentration. If I have to perform full-site anesthesia, the anesthetic concentration will reach close to saturation, so releasing the antidote in advance is the first choice to protect you. Why would I consider general anesthesia? , because I sit higher and can see further than you."
Ye Lin was so angry that she couldn't speak to the coach for more than three sentences. After three sentences, she would become irritating.
Ye Lin: "The coach is unkind, and I am unjust. Coach, you have looked so far ahead. It is impossible not to consider the possibility that Jiang Qianhu will harm innocent people after letting a large number of robots enter the field. Coach, why didn't you subdue him and them early?" And them, don’t let bloodshed happen.”
Correction of typos.
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