"No way?" Cindy had been watching the livestream when she received a private message. Almost all the viewers on the platform saw it too, and the news instantly sent the Central China Players, who had still been arguing with the Indians moments ago, into an uproar!
Was it for real?
Cindy was just as dumbfounded. She had long felt that Mister was unreliable, but she had never expected him to go this far. After all, a large portion of the votes that had allowed him to become the Fifth City Lord had come from overseas Central China Players.
Back then, while preparing her news report, she had spent a great deal of time studying the electoral system from that period. Popular votes were not judged solely by quantity; population qualifications mattered too. At the time, each Central China Player vote was worth three Indian votes, making them an exceptionally valuable voting population.
As a result, whether it was Anger from West Germany, Qing Ming from Red Sun, or even the iron-fisted President Song Zaiyi, they had all sought Central China's support!
Mister, however, had not shamelessly approached the Central China government at the time. After all, during his term, he had gone out of his way to disgust Central China's officials. Unable to obtain official support, he had instead chosen to win over those who yearned for America and were deeply dissatisfied with the society under their own rule.
In other words, the pro-America elements that Central China's netizens often talked about.
There was no denying that Mister was very skilled at scheming. Through all kinds of staged spectacles and double-standard lies, he had later directly dangled free villas and million-yuan annual salaries as bait, actually winning over quite a few Central China Players.
They had provided tremendous assistance in