"Song Zaiyi really said that?" In the congressional hall, Old Lei asked in astonishment after hearing Feng Doudou's report.
"Mm... Those were his exact words..." Feng Doudou nodded.
"That kid... He's as individualistic as ever!" Old Lei muttered.
"What's with that envious tone?" the leader asked, giving him a sidelong glance.
"Ahem... When was I ever envious?" Old Lei said guiltily.
In fact, it wasn't as if those present had never been attacked by online trolls. However, Central China valued collectivism—never abandoning or giving up on anyone. That was a basic principle. Even if some people were immature, they couldn't simply plan to abandon them like Song Zaiyi had.
The leader looked at the four old men seated in Congress: Old Liu, Old Lei, Old Bai, and Old Man Li. The first three were the candidates invited to run for Hua Xia City this time.
The leader was fairly satisfied with this result. Although these men were also family bigwigs, they weren't extreme family supremacists like Old Song and the others. Their conduct still had its limits, and during major events, they had repeatedly placed national interests first. No matter which one of them took office, Hua Xia City probably wouldn't degenerate into a family business... right?
Of course, they still had to be on guard. It would be safer if he took the position himself...
"Ahem..." Old Man Li cleared his throat and said, "Time is tight. Shall we get to the main topic?"
Old Man Li was rather depressed. He hadn't even been included among the invitees. After all, he had built such a good relationship with Luo Fu, yet those useless old men sitting at home had benefited instead. What was this supposed to mean?
But depressed or not, they still had to discuss serious matters. "First,