Chapter 1048: Heart Has Buddha, Hand Has Sword!

"Chairman Zhou!"

A woman who weighed about 170 or 180 jin, wearing a red dress, with dark skin, raised her hand.

"I think what that professor said also makes sense. American and Western countries are so powerful, our military development can't compare, so why waste national power and wealth to support useless troops?"

Zhou Andong narrowed his eyes. He knew that among these reporters, there must be some lackeys.

It was just that this fat woman knew Zhou Andong was not easy to deal with, so her tone wasn't that aggressive.

But toward such lackeys who mastered the right to speak and possessed channels to voice opinions, Zhou Andong wouldn't be polite, because this kind of person was the most dangerous.

"It's already 1993. The plaque of the 'sick man of East Asia' has been kicked to pieces for almost a century. Are you still kneeling in 1901 and haven't stood up yet?

You don't see the faith of our predecessors in the eight-year War of Resistance, you don't see the military soul of our Chinese soldiers in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, you don't see the iron-blooded passion of our Chinese soldiers in the self-defense counterattack against India.

You don't see the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, how our Volunteers beat the powerful American and Western army you speak of until they were pissing their pants, rolling back to the 38th parallel, obediently not daring to cross the line.

However, some people in the American West are always delusional about setting rules and drawing red lines for China. This is a huge joke. But some American and Western politicians have the courage to do so. Who gave it to them?"

Zhou Andong pointed at the fat woman and roared: "It's you lackeys who have been kneeling and can't stand up."

Zhou Andong's roar made many people shake their bodies, and the tape recorder in the fat woman's hand almost fell to the ground.

"You curse me as a traitor, a stumbling block hindering the motherland's development, a fly, a mosquito, garbage. This precisely proves that my words poked your lungs.

While being deeply stung, you felt fear, you felt terror, so you were anxious. You emerged from your holes one after another to criticize and curse me.

Because once I expose the lies you've woven to beautify the West and wake up the young people, you lose your utility value. You can no longer get USD, can't go to the United States, can't enjoy the prosperity of capitalism, and can't enter the foyer of the Western high castes.

So you are desperate, hysterically clamoring, splashing dirty water on me, stigmatizing me, attempting to destroy my reputation, and wanting to kill me, this unstable element."

The fat woman stopped pretending and sneered: "You are alarmist, bewitching the hearts of the people, destroying the friendly relations between China and the West, and bringing serious influence to reform and opening up. You are so painstaking, what is your purpose?"

"My life as Zhou Andong is not a winner, but I have never lost once on national righteousness." Zhou Andong said very affectionately: "I was not born in the prosperity of ancient times, I did not experience the hardships of the old days. In this present age of peace and glory, I have already pledged my deep affection. Born at the right time, not failing the present age, I wish to entrust my heart to China in this life, and give my years to the mountains and rivers."

"Good!" A handsome-looking young man in a suit shouted, and then clapped his hands.

Zhou Andong looked at him. He looked a bit familiar; he seemed to be a host of some program on Guangdong TV.

Immediately, applause rang out densely.

The fat woman stood there awkwardly, her face flushed red, not knowing if it was from anger or shame.

"Chairman Zhou!" The young man held up his microphone. "Listening to your speech is always full of passion, making people's blood boil. Do you have any other words to say to the younger generation?"

Zhou Andong pondered for a moment: "I wish for young people not only to be able to shake off the cold air and move upward, but also to polish their eyes, distinguish right from wrong, and participate in the great rejuvenation of the nation.

Let those lackeys who uglify local culture and strike at national self-confidence and self-esteem have no soil for survival on this hot land of China, which has five thousand years of civilization, and let them understand what the rolling red dust of the era is.

Why is the battle flag as beautiful as a painting? It is because it was dyed red by the blood of heroes. Today's China was exchanged for by the lives of our predecessors. Therefore, China is the China of the Chinese people, and it is absolutely not a China where lackeys who rely on foreign powers can be the masters."

Speaking to this point, Zhou Andong scanned the crowd: "The last thing I want to say is, if we want to stand tall and never fall, we must have a Buddha in our hearts and a sword in our hands."

Applause rang out again, more enthusiastic than before.

Zhou Andong cupped his hands: "Brothers and sisters, let's stop here for today. When you go back to write your drafts, praise me hard when you praise me, and write less when you curse me, just mean it a little."

With a roar, everyone laughed.

"Chairman Zhou, don't worry, when we curse you, we will definitely curse hard. When it comes to praising you, we will be powerless."

Zhou Andong looked over with a smile: "You are too unfriendly, next time I will refuse your interview."

Except for the discordant sound from the fat woman, the atmosphere of the entire interview was very harmonious.

Zhou Andong turned to leave, then suddenly turned back, looking at the fat woman and saying.

"Look at your facial features, each growing its own way, none of them convinced by the other. It's better to come out less in the future, so as not to scare children."

"You..."

The fat woman was gnashing her teeth in anger, wanting to bite Zhou Andong to death.

"Sigh!"

Zhou Andong sighed: "I have never judged people by their appearance. But I tried very hard to see your soul, and as a result, your soul is not more beautiful than your appearance."

Hearing Zhou Andong's words, some closed their mouths tightly, some lowered their heads, shaking their shoulders, and some laughed out loud regardless of anything.

Zhou Andong's mouth was truly poisonous. In the future, when there is a need for interviews, one must be careful and never offend him.

The fat woman's face was livid. She took a deep breath, turned around, pushed the people beside her, and walked away.

That the fat woman could say such words didn't surprise any of the reporters on the scene, because the fat woman was a reporter for the Youth Daily.

Yesterday, the deputy editor-in-chief of the Youth Daily, Yan Qidong, had personally entered the fray, which explained the stance of the Youth Daily.

The "uncrowned kings" left satisfied. Zhou Andong took out a cigarette and lit it.

Seeing Jian Qiu looked at him and said worriedly: "You will offend more people by saying these things today."

Zhou Andong smiled: "For those lackeys, there is no difference between offending one and offending a hundred. Their interests are common. No matter how many people I offend, they will all attack me together."

Seeing Jian Qiu said helplessly: "Let Wu Chao and the others come over."

Zhou Andong sneered: "No need. These people, besides shooting mouth cannons, don't dare to do anything to me."

Although Seeing Jian Qiu was worried, she couldn't do anything since Zhou Andong had spoken.

"Let's go, go back to the room and make a call to Hong Kong to ask about the situation in the sugar futures market." ===== CHAPTER 1049 =====