In the live broadcast room of CBV's hotline news, Li Ang wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. He had no idea what the stupid girl in the video was talking about. Now he was sitting on pins and needles because such an outlet was so random.
Sexual language can easily be used by people with ulterior motives.
King Xue always smiled gently and gently, pressing the frame of his glasses with one hand and pressing down with one finger.
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was a bit solemn. Hu Youran smiled. Although he didn't agree with this little girl's words, he knew that she was probably speaking based on her first feeling, which lacked some official flavor. Duke next to her kept saying
He motioned for Hu Youran to answer the call.
"Mr. Hu Youran, do you have any opinion on the speech made by Mr. Le Xiao just now?"
"The regional population and the number of industries in the region are key points that determine the economic benefits of a region. They are indeed factors that must be taken into consideration, but..."
Hu Youran paused, two sharp eyes shot towards him, and he took a breath.
"The difficulties are obvious. Whether something is successful or not is neither the end nor the dead end. I think the most important thing is the hope and courageous determination seen on the way forward. We have witnessed too many difficulties so far.
, whether it is social or economic, perhaps many times we have forgotten the simplest way to solve the problem, the hope that can be seen, and the courage to put in the blood and sweat, it is worth it!"
Pan Hua immediately took the lead in clapping, Duke also kept clapping with a relaxed look on his face, and King Xue and Li Ang also looked a little more relaxed.
"Next let's take a look at the street interviews of the middle and upper classes."
As Pan Hua said, a picture appeared on the left side.
"This is CBV's frontline reporter Xiaonuan, doing a street interview for you!"
A very innocent-looking female reporter pointed the microphone at a passerby.
"Sir, what do you think of Secretary Le Xiao's answer just now?"
"I think what you said is quite good. There are people in my family who live at the bottom. Many people have difficulty finding jobs and can only work part-time. If we can increase the number of jobs at the bottom, I think it will be better."
The screen changed to another interview.
"I just hope it won't affect our lives. After all, if resources are tilted to the bottom, the resources of the middle and upper classes will inevitably decrease."
Interview after interview began to appear in various parts of the city. At this time, some people were already scolding the previous statement of a shop assistant from the upper class street.
"That kind of person is really too much. He only cares about himself."
"I think it doesn't matter who does it. After so many years of reforming the bottom class again and again, the result is still the same old way. I just hope it doesn't waste people and money."
Many people who stopped to watch the live broadcast on the street did not fully agree. Instead, they considered the possible impact on the city's overall economy in the future. What everyone was most worried about was the issue of inflation.
At this time, the screen changed, and the street interview switched to the bottom floor.
"I think we at the bottom can be saved. Master Le Xiao is really good."
There were a lot of cheers in the picture, and the person being interviewed said excitedly.
"She doesn't have the arrogance of a high-ranking official. I'm quite optimistic about this girl."
An aunt who was drying clothes said with a smile. The children next to her also looked happy and proudly said that Le Xiao, like them, grew up in a slum. She could be a secretary, and she would definitely do the same in the future.
Something can be done.
Various voices continued to come out, and the whole city was boiling. Whether they were supporters or opponents, they were all expressing their opinions about Le Xiao going to the bottom and planning to develop the bottom with people he knew well.
In some places, fierce arguments began to occur. Everyone was arguing, and both sides were arguing. There were a lot of people from Section 5 on the streets. They were patrolling everywhere. They saw fierce arguments in some places.
He went over to stop it and asked both parties to stop arguing and talk calmly.
"I just hope Master Le Xiao can really make the situation at the bottom better and our wages can be higher."
Several people from Section 5 were watching the live broadcast on the street. Many of them have been patrolling the streets at the bottom for more than three years, but they have never been able to be transferred to other districts with better economies. Although the benefits are okay, their wages have been reduced due to the continuous decline of the bottom class.
If the economy is not good, there is always no room for growth.
Hu Youran quietly stared at the street interviews, completely lost in thought.
For many years, many areas on the ground floor have been like cancer in the city, and many people have kept silent about it. Especially since the last riots in the two large areas on the ground floor, many areas on the ground floor have been marked as red alert areas, and the flow of people has been reduced a lot.
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The actions of the Executive Branch have actually made many people at the bottom feel chilled, but they can only endure it, especially the expulsion of more than 200,000 people in the riot area at one time. This move is unacceptable to many people.
Prejudice has also begun to spread in many districts where the middle class borders on the bottom. Coupled with the bombings caused by rioters in the upper floors, many people are afraid of those red alert districts. In the past, there would be many middle class people who arrived at night.
Go to the lower floors to have fun. After all, it’s cheaper there and there are more places to have fun.
In Hu Youran's heart, he feels that the greatest misfortune of mankind is prejudice and arrogance, and these two things have now taken root in the city. The city is cracking, with increasingly solidified classes, systems, and increasingly strict management.
Coupled with the excessive pursuit of profits by businessmen, these things add up to form deep-rooted prejudice and arrogance.
Everyone wants to solve it, but no one can do anything about it. In the end, they can only ignore it, because the society that has solidified in this way cannot find any breakthrough, whether it is internal or external.
Hu Youran's palms were already covered in sweat, and she looked at the light and shadow screen on the right. At this time, Le Xiao and Le Ying walked into a snack shop.
"Lord Le Xiao."
The shop owner was a white-haired old man over a hundred years old. When he saw Le Xiao coming in, he immediately greeted her respectfully.
"Uncle Qian, there's no need to be so polite. I just came over to take a look."
Le Xiao smiled and saw that the decoration in the store was still the same as when she was a child. When she was still in the area, Le Xiao would often come here to get some food because the owner of the store was a nice person and the amount of food he ordered every time was large.
Quite big.
A scent of fragrance wafted from the store, and Le Xiao swallowed a sip. Although it smelled overnight and was a bit strong, it immediately aroused Le Xiao's appetite. She swallowed several mouthfuls, and her stomach growled.
Got up.
"Why don't I get you some dry-roasted potatoes first, Le Xiaoda..."
"OK."
Before Uncle Qian finished speaking, Le Xiao spoke, and Le Ying hurriedly helped Le Xiao wipe away the saliva that almost overflowed.
"Uncle Qian, I want something spicy."
Le Xiao swallowed, she was really hungry. If the cousin next to her hadn't dragged her to walk around the old streets, he could have gone home for breakfast now.
“Great!”
Chamberlain began to stir the pieces of potatoes taken out of the dry pot in an iron basin. After mixing and seasoning with a lot of taste agents, he added spicy chili essence. Xiao happily swallowed it and took it.
He took the plastic film box from Qian Bo's hand and started eating it directly.
Reporters at the scene began to take pictures quickly. C had just eaten a little and felt that it was so unpalatable that such a store could continue to open, but Le Xiao ate it with gusto.
"Right money."
Lexiao said and wanted to take out her wallet, but C took out his wallet first.
"Cousin, let me treat you to this meal."
Le Xiao greeted Uncle Qian with satisfaction and then walked and ate. After a while, her cheeks were red, her lips were numb, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Some reporters were also waiting in the store, planning to buy a few copies so they could do some reporting.
"Cousin, don't you...want to eat?"
Le Xiao sniffed and C smiled.
"I can't eat spicy food very much now. You have forgotten that I have entered the entertainment industry and I have to take good care of my body."
Le Xiao hummed, and C didn't understand at all how he could eat something like this that only had a spicy, numbing taste, a strong salt taste, and a strong MSG taste.
At this time, Le Xiao seemed to have returned to the back garden of her home, and began to wander around some shops. Indeed, because she had not been back for a long time, she found that many shops were different from before. Some had changed owners, and some had changed their owners.
Selling nothing else, this is a lively place in District 118. A little further ahead, there is a lively red light street, but it only opens at night.
"Cousin, remember when you had to go there before, we were almost taken to the store by a strange uncle."
C nodded awkwardly, Le Ying had never told her such a thing.
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At this time, Le Wen was watching the live broadcast of light and shadow screens on the street in an alley near Le Xiao's house. From time to time, he wiped the tears that overflowed from his eyes. The daughter in the picture had not changed at all. She was still the same as when she was a child. Watching Le Xiao again
I ran to the refrigerator, took out a vinegar-flavored popsicle from Strange Factory, and started eating the dry-roasted potatoes.
"Cousin, what flavor do you want?"
C looked at the colorful popsicles with many funny logos in front of him with a somewhat solemn look, but when he saw a green one, he pointed to it.
Alpha looked at C with a solemn expression. He had just taken a bite of the mustard-flavored popsicle, and he was about to explode, and he choked on his tears.
To be continued...