In a world without supernatural powers, a man with a mustache once gave an impassioned speech about management. This speech was exciting at the time, but by the end, the man with the mustache had inspired these people so much that he suddenly stopped and became so excited that he started a small war.
This war was later called World War II.
And in this world of extraordinary power, there is a man who is also preparing to give a speech.
Wearing a general's uniform, he wears various medals on his chest that even Xun Zong can't match. Zhou Li is wearing the crown belonging to Ishtar, holding the Crusader Sword tightly in his right hand, and holding the Yingnan Codex in his left hand. He is standing on a high white stone platform with layers of mountains. His voice and appearance can be called a treasure. solemn.
This central square was built by the Jordanian government to commemorate the soldiers who died in bizarre disasters. The entire square is a huge circle, with a magnificent white stone monument in the center. Today, under this stone monument, Zhou Li climbed to a high platform that no one had climbed for decades.
The person who stood on the high platform last time was Christine.
"Everyone..."
The common people in the audience had already gathered. They did not hate Zhou Li like the nobles. On the contrary, they extremely worshiped this hero who defeated the evil omen of the death epidemic. When the hero took the position of consul, people were surprised to find that Zhou Li was not corrupted as in the story. On the contrary, the new policies implemented by Zhou Li after he came to power saved countless people. This made the civilians of Jordan continue to praise this man. "Pure hero".
After learning that Zhou Li had solved one bizarre case after another under the identity of "Foldes", these people had a better impression of Zhou Li. They felt that Zhou Li's "disguise" was exactly the image of a flesh-and-blood hero. "The brave man turned into detective Afu to solve the case" has also become a good story in Jordan.
Yesterday, these people got the news that Zhou Li was going to give a speech. The content of his speech was the unfinished words in the last Jordan Evening News interview, and the civilians suddenly became excited. Because the words spoken by Zhou Li, who was still "Foldes" at the time, were thought-provoking and made these civilians start to think about why they had been working hard but were still poor. Even if you become a professional, you are still unable to resist the coming of the plague.
The answer is, they know it but they dare not say it.
"Have you eaten?"
There are no long speeches and no quotations from scriptures. Facing the Jordanian civilians who were looking at him expectantly, Zhou Li grinned and said naturally, "I didn't eat anyway."
"I haven't been able to eat much since yesterday."
Standing on the high platform, Zhou Li looked around at the slender civilians below. Some of them had just walked out of their homes, some were bar dwellers, but most of them were people who were forced into poverty because of the plague.
"Because I found that there are people who eat better than me."
"The last time I ate was barbecued meat, coated with a layer of honey, and two pieces of toasted fragrant bread. The barbecued meat was delicious and the bread was also very sweet. For me, this was already a good meal. "
As the words fell, some civilians' stomachs began to growl involuntarily. For those trapped in their homes, meat is already a luxury they dare not ask for. Some of them began to feel ashamed and annoyed, because although Zhou Li is a brave man and should enjoy these things, there is no need for him to use this to gratify us.
"But."
Suddenly, Zhou Li changed the topic, and his original smile instantly disappeared, replaced by a cold solemnity.
"I suddenly discovered that my meal, which was very delicious to me, consisted of grilled foie gras, white caviar, glass fish sashimi, roast suckling pig, white sugar fritter soup...a total of thirty-six different dishes. I am vulnerable to the dinner party.”
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After hearing this, everyone fell silent. They were no longer ashamed of Zhou Li's "showing off" before. Now, they seemed to understand what Zhou Li meant.
"This is a viscount's dinner. For nobles, this meal is too ordinary. Even in this blocked situation, this dinner worth only ten gold coins is just a simple meal."
"Ten gold coins, what do they count? A silver spoon? A knife inlaid with gems? A piece of beef of better quality? It's just ten gold coins, nothing."
"Of course, that's for the nobles. But, what about you?"
Scanning the people in the audience, Zhou Li's eyes were like deep black holes, attracting people to stare at him unconsciously and listen to his every word.
"Now, at least 74 percent of Jordanian families are unable to earn ten gold coins in a year."
As soon as these words came out, anger gradually rose in people's eyes. For them, ten gold coins are a huge fortune that can save a family troubled by illness or unemployment. But for those nobles or wealthy businessmen, they would rather throw these ten gold coins in the water than donate even half a copper coin.
And the people who created these gold coin benefits for them were these civilians.
"Just to remind you, I'm not planning for you to attack these wealthy nobles. That doesn't make any sense."
As if possessing magic power, Zhou Li's words calmed everyone's anger, and they began to calm down rarely, ready to continue listening to Zhou Li's speech.
"Even if you kill them all and distribute their property to every civilian, it will not help. Because as long as Jordan still has this kind of political system, as long as Jordan still has aristocratic blood, even for an hour, you Sooner or later, the gold coins in your hands will flow back into the hands of the new nobles and turn into beautiful things one after another."
"It's meaningless. If you distribute the nobles' gold coins, new nobles, wealthy businessmen, and entrepreneurs will come to you. They have the means and the backing of British and Southern laws. They will take your gold coins away again." I am extremely confident about coming back. Because the system is here, Yingnan is here."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of other nobles, wealthy businessmen, and officials watching the live broadcast suddenly turned pale. They are not stupid. Even if those extremely stupid civilians rebel, they have countless ways to deal with them. Strikes can win over foremen, and demonstrations can lead to executions according to law. Money and power give them the power to wreak havoc on civilians. This is unquestionable.
But the problem is that their money and power are vulnerable to this man named Zhou Li.
And now, this man is starting to make waves.
No one can stop him, no one.
"Now, let me tell you why you are plagued by poverty, misery and exploitation."
Lifting the Yingnan Code high, the thunder belonging to Chonghuang condensed in the sky. In a flash, the lightning appeared, and the code, which people respected as the soul of Yingnan, was reduced to ashes.
"Yingnan."
"Yingnan is the root of everything."
