After Li Ye finished speaking, Pan Xiaoying asked in surprise, "You don't think highly of America? Then who do you think highly of?"
"Me."
Li Ye smiled. "Sister-in-law, I mean I believe in myself. Do you believe that?"
"You're boasting way too big."
Li Ye's words left Pan Xiaoying utterly astonished.
Over the years, America had been the pinnacle of the world in the eyes of people from the mainland—the beacon of the free world, the most powerful existence in history, far ahead of every other country in technology, culture, systems, and countless other fields.
Yet Li Ye actually "didn't think highly" of a country like that?
Then who did he think highly of?
Himself?
Heh heh, was he still living in that era from twenty years ago, when people shouted slogans all day long?
With Teacher Ke and Wen Qingsheng present, Pan Xiaoying did not continue teasing Li Ye. After all, compared with America, the gap between China in 1992 and America was so vast that it drove the overwhelming majority to despair.
Yes, despair.
The war that had just ended in the Middle East had shocked the entire world. Soviet Russia, which had once been able to wrestle with America, had now disintegrated as well. Who else could possibly be America's opponent?
Even someone like Pan Xiaoying did not believe that, in just thirty years, they could step over the heads of Britain, France, Germany, and Japan to catch up to the final round.
Yet after hearing Li Ye's words, Teacher Ke smiled with considerable interest. "Li Ye never boasts. Since you say you don't think highly of America, tell us your reasoning!"
Li Ye said seriously, "Although this is only my personal view, I'm truly not talking nonsense. Six years ago, when Xiao Yu and I went