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In the VIP lounge on the top floor of the Capitol Building, the red carpet extends to the main sofa in front of the TV.
The man was wearing a black suit, his legs were crossed, and his slender fingers were rubbing the ring on his ring finger. He wore a burgundy tie at the collar of a black shirt, and the metal tie clip glowed coldly.
That sharp face has always been cold and sinister, but the slightly raised corners of the lips are in extreme contrast, and the slightly raised eyelids can be said to express the arrogance and arrogance vividly.
Sitting around were other big chaebols from all over the country, all in suits and leather shoes. Most of them were middle-aged people in their thirties or forties, as well as old men with gray hair.
Even though these people were powerful in various fields, their arrogance was obviously weakened in front of Li Beihan.
After all, their financial lifeline is in the hands of this man.
During this period of time, who doesn’t know that Li Beihan rectified several group companies in the imperial capital, cutting off transportation lines at every turn, and suppressing them to the point of near bankruptcy.
Now there are reports that several group leaders have gone abroad to recuperate.
They could guess what methods Li Beihan used.
All the plutocrats walked around when they saw Li Beihan, and no one dared to sit next to him.
But at this moment, a voice sounded throughout the lounge, breaking the silence.
"Oh, isn't this Brother He! Long time no see!"
As soon as Han Zhiyuan entered the door, he saw the leader of the He family and hurried forward to say hello.
He Ming agreed on his face, but his eyes looked at the man in the main seat intentionally or unintentionally.
Han Zhiyuan, on the other hand, never looked at Li Beihan and kept chattering greetings to various family chaebols, as if this was not a lounge for the presidential election, but an exchange meeting specially held for him.
"Did the Han family gain any momentum? With such a posture, they actually didn't take Li Beihan seriously."
"The Han family is an old family in the imperial capital. It has always been unwilling to be subordinated to the Li family. Now that the position of the leader is about to change hands, he has also started to think about it."
Someone whispered.
"Then it looks like the Han family and the Li Consortium are facing each other?"
"Isn't this obvious? Everyone has seen what happened to the Li family some time ago. How is it possible that no one caused harm?"
"The Han family now is no longer the Han family that Mr. Han was in charge of back then. Han Zhiyuan's ambitions are very high!"
All their words reached Li Beihan's ears.
Everyone was looking at Li Beihan's face, trying to see some expression on his face.
However, Li Beihan held his hand and clicked on the dialog box with Ye Nanyi.
What I said to her half an hour ago, but I still haven’t replied yet, what’s wrong with the little thing?
Just then, a phone call came.
Li Beihan put the phone receiver close to his ear.
The voice on the other end of the phone was mixed with heavy breathing, "Master Han, something happened over there at the border..."
Only then did Li Beihan have an expression on his face. His face was sinister, and a sneer escaped from the tip of his nose. The corners of his mouth were obviously curved, but his eyes were frighteningly deep.
He looked at Han Zhiyuan not far away, and the smile on his lips became stronger.
But the aura around him was so low that it made him breathless.
Feeling that gaze, Han Zhiyuan turned his head to face Li Beihan, who had an expression of confusion.
"What's wrong, Mr. Li? What happened?"
Asking knowingly.
The air pressure around Li Beihan silenced everyone in the lounge.
Only Han Zhiyuan knew why Li Beihan had this expression.
Not only did he not have a trace of fear, his eyes were full of satisfaction.
The chaebols were too quiet to speak, looking at the oversized LCD TV.
The first round of debates for this presidential election has begun.
It is mainly aimed at people's livelihood, economy, military and the imperial capital virus incident.
Ling Qiangdong's words were sharp, and every sentence hit Gu Xiao's vital points.
He knows the group he wants to win over, and he is even more aware of the main contradiction now.
Just take advantage of the common people's dislike of elite bureaucrats and use the hostile relationship between the two to intensify conflicts.
He has always been very good at controlling people's hearts, and Gu Xiao knows this very well.
After all, they were opponents eighteen years ago.
This scene of debate seems to go back to the beginning. They are one for democracy and one for communism. Their ideas are contradictory from the beginning.
The two extremes of class and solidification, poverty and wealth, have always been what Gu Xiao wants to break through.
However, Ling Qiangdong has always wanted to use these two concepts to improve efficiency.
Gu Xiao could refute every word Ling Qiangdong said with ease, just like before.
Ling Qiangdong pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Since Gu Shou Tong is so confident and cares about the people, why did he approve the development of slums? Didn't the lessons learned back then be enough?"
As soon as these words came out, it could be said that they directly hit Gu Xiao's lifeblood.
People in his position are not allowed to do wrong things. Every decision they make has to do with the people.
Gu Xiao fell silent.
For a moment, the entire Congress Hall was so quiet that only his own breathing could be heard.
Ling Qiangdong continued: "Not to mention that the spread of the virus was indirectly caused by Gu Shoutong. During the spread of the virus alone, Gu Shoutong did not take reasonable measures and almost allowed the virus to spread to other cities. This is very disturbing. It’s hard not to be suspicious.”
"What do you suspect?" Gu Xiao frowned.
Ling Qiangdong chuckled.
Seeing Ling Qiangdong's smile, Gu Xiao realized that he had actually been led into his train of thought.
The chaebols in the lounge all looked at Li Beihan unconsciously.
Ling Qiangdong just said that Gu Xiao and Li Beihan colluded to persecute the people.
Some people are already expressing their opinions below the live broadcast channel.
Everyone started to comment on Gu Xiao's behavior during this period.
Filled with dissatisfaction and the fear and resentment of this period.
Even the public representatives sitting in the audience began to discuss in low voices.
Gu Xiao sighed. One thing wiped away all the achievements that Gu Xiao had made over the years.
He looked at the two empty seats again, one was his lover and the other was his son.
None of the people who were supposed to be standing behind him came.
It felt a little bitter for a while.
Is he really wrong.
Ling Qiangdong was striking while the iron was hot. The corners of his lips curved slightly, and he turned to look at the audience and the camera.
"I believe that everyone hopes that China will be prosperous and strong, and that the economy will drive the people. So what I have to do now is to replace the current failed system so that everyone can truly equalize wealth and drive the economy based on your interests. Rather than harming your interests."
