People's eyes were fixed on Lin Qi, while Lin Qi observed them in turn.
They were waiting for Lin Qi to give them an answer. It could even be said that they were "desperate" for him to do so.
In truth, these people were not unaware of how to continue driving the lower classes to give their blood and sweat. They simply could not say it.
They were politicians polished on the outside, representatives of public opinion, fighters striving to secure rights for the people! Some things could not—or at least should not—come from their mouths.
Take the Cabinet Members of the Presidential Cabinet, for example. Did they really have no ideas at all? No, of course not. They had plenty of ideas, but they would rather let Conner spray spittle in their faces than say anything that might solve the current problem.
Whoever proposed those solutions would have to face the angry crowds and the surging tide of public opinion.
Being sprayed by Conner would at most leave a foul smell on their faces after the spittle dried. But if they said those things aloud, they might die—
A political death.
They would still be alive, but their political future would be extinguished.
Just like at that moment, everyone in the room was an elite at the core of the Federal Government's political world. Yet they were all pretending to be fools, and the reason they did so was that they were unwilling to take responsibility.
Lin Qi knew it. They knew it. Conner knew it too.
That was why Lin Qi was sitting here. Someone had to step forward and "break the ice."
Why were Conner and the Bowling President said to be the people most suited to becoming presidents? Why were they called the most quintessential Federal