"Who am I?" Wang Maoru looked up at the night sky. A crescent moon was particularly bright, shining making other stars dull. This is how nature is. When a huge moon shines, it is not the stars shining brightly, but the light of the surrounding stars is covered. The same is true for Wang Maoru now. His light is shining at this moment, covering up many shortcomings in him. People only see his good side, but not his cold-blooded and ruthless side.

He sighed, fell asleep after a while.

North China Radio 94.0 was broadcasting news, and a voice like an oriole said: "Dear listeners, today is the last day of the 12th year of the Republic of China. Here, I want everyone to report a great news. Since the respected Mr. Wang Maoru announced his participation in the presidential election two months ago, many members of parliament announced that they would vote for him. Today, according to the investigation of a reporter from Yanjing Daily, 17 members of the Congress and 2 senators in Jiangxi Province made a collective decision to support Mr. Wang Maoru as the president of the Republic of China on behalf of Jiangxi Province. At this time, the 17th province after 16 provinces including Henan Province, Shandong Province, Sichuan Province, Zhili Province, Liaoning Province, etc., expressed the support of the whole nation to Mr. Wang Maoru as the president. Let us cheer for the wise decision of Jiangxi Province."

Southern Radio 88.8 broadcast: "I am the radio announcer Tao Zhiqian. In two hours, it will be the first day of the 13th year of the Republic of China. This day is the day when we witness miracles together and the rise of the Chinese nation. Our nation has experienced disasters and finally destroyed and then established. But don't forget who led us to unity? It is Mr. Wang Maoru. He is the Marshal of Shangwu. He is dedicated to the country and the people. He is our sun and our beacon. Only under his leadership can the Chinese nation move towards republic and prosperity. He is the banner that will never fall in our hearts. He..."

Western Region Radio 89.0 play...

Northeast Radio 77.7 plays...

At this time, the Japanese royal cabinet, Regent Yuhito, sighed behind the gauze curtain: "Can you stop Wang Maoru from becoming the president of China?" His voice became much sharper again, perhaps because of the hard work day and night, or because of the rise of China, the worried voice was a bit as sharp as the eunuch in ancient China.

"Yes." The voice of Prime Minister Yamamoto Kyotoe Yamamoto revealed a sense of powerlessness. As a veteran of the cabinet for the second time, he spanned the military and political parties. Yamamoto Kyotoe Yamamoto was already under great pressure as prime minister. Yamada Yamada took the blame for his appointment, but signing the China-Japan Agreement still puts deep pressure on this government.

Whoever is going to be president in China is better than Wang Maoru to be president.

They tried to bribe Chinese military personnel again, hoping that they could rebel in the two months when Wang Maoru stepped down as Grand Marshal. However, after entering China, Japanese agents soon disappeared. At the same time, in the eastern and western Siberia in the north, they were attacked by the Chinese and Soviet military, which forced the Japanese military to make concessions to China and dare not act rashly.

"This person has finally become the president of China." Hirohito sighed, "I noticed him a long time ago. I always thought he was an extremely dangerous person, but finally let him succeed."

"You can't use ordinary methods to deal with him." The cabinet elder, Mr. Nishiroji, suddenly said.

"What suggestions do you have for the cabinet minister?" Hirohito asked.

Xiyuan Temple Gongwang said: "I thought of a strange man, I don't know if he can deal with Wang Maoru."

"who?"

"Sato Hidetake, head of the Tax Division of Kaohsiung, Taiwan." Xiyuanji Gong looked at him and laughed, "This person is a dangerous person. I think his ambition is quite good. It is his credit for the two million square kilometres of ice fields in the north."

"But he also put us in the quagmire of war." Yamamoto Kobui said with a wry smile.

"But it is undeniable that his imagination is always wild and far beyond our sight." Xiyuanji Gong said with a smile.

"It can also be said that he is just a lunatic." Yamamoto Kobee commented.

Hirohito sighed and said, "It's just this person... his character is really bad. I'm afraid that he will return to Kyoto and lead the atmosphere here." Everyone laughed. This person is indeed not very good. After his wife passed away, he didn't look for a wife in the local area. He liked to hook up with married women, but he was quite popular in the circle of noble women. It can't be said that he took the initiative to seduce. In most cases, those women took the initiative to sacrifice themselves. Hirohito's sister was one of them. In this way, he fucked Sato Hidetake to the end and rushed to Taiwan.

Kaohsiung went to be a tax official. However, it is said that since he came, the wives of all the officials always like to compare them with him. They are young, tall, handsome, humorous and vivid along the way. They have experienced the customs and habits of various countries. They are simply killers of young women in the boudoir. As a result, the backyards of officials in Kaohsiung County caught fire. The women and daughters of the officials in Kaohsiung and Kaohsiung County are unclear. The Kaohsiung County Magistrate responded to the governor of Taiwan and asked Sato Hidetake to be transferred from Kaohsiung several times. Everyone could not stand him.

As soon as the intelligence officer said, everyone laughed again. It seemed that a strange man had an adventure. Hirohito also smiled bitterly, "Okay, just call him here, let him... what should I do?"

"Let him be my clerk." Yamamoto Kobei.

On January 1, 13th year of the Republic of China, the day of the national election came. Wang Maoru, dressed by several wives, wore a suit, tie, and a black top hat. There was a team of nearly 300 people waiting for him at the door. More than 70 cars were parked here, and on Chang'an Street, there were tens of thousands of enthusiastic young students gathering.

Today's climate has also gotten better. The temperature has always been around minus ten degrees Celsius, but today it has suddenly risen to around zero degrees. Beijing has not been so warm for a long time. Of course, some people who are flirting with people say that this is because the real dragon is about to soar into the sky and the whole world is happy.

As for who the real dragon is, it is naturally self-evident. As for where the rumors come from, it is naturally self-evident. Wang Maoru, who came from later generations, what is the way of nature called public opinion and what is the spoiling of gold by the public?

The convoy drove from No. 99 Yanjing Street was unprecedentedly amazing, in terms of momentum, pomp, or effect. In order to set off the atmosphere, Yue Qinan, the police chief of Beijing, specially transferred forty tricycles to escort the convoy, 20 taels each in front and behind. In this cold winter, the temperature below zero, the police officers were considered to be chic and handsome, "freezing" people.

Wang Maoru went to Congress in a high-profile manner this time. This situation is not about running for elections. It is simply about "according to the throne". But to be honest, so far, more than half of the provinces have announced their support for Wang Maoru as president after statistics. This time he went there, he really "according to the throne".

"Wang Shangwu! Wang Shangwu!" The people on the roadside suddenly shouted loudly.

Shangwu is the title of Wang Maoru, and it is called Wang Shangwu. In fact, it is a kind of respectful title of Wang Maoru. It is impolite to call him the name of Wang Maoru. The name of Wang Maoru is not solemn, so some people call him the title of General Shangwu. Soon, the title resounded and more people joined in the cheers.

In addition to him, Wang Maoru also rode the representative of the Youth Promotion Association, Teng Wenying, the representative of the Baxing Party, Zhang Kui'an, the secret representative of the military, and Liu Xisan, the representative of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. The vehicle they were riding was the Great Wall No. 9 VIP car, which was a private car bought by Liu Xisan and gave to Wang Maoru specifically.

Hearing the shouts outside, Wang Maoru just smiled slightly. Today, he had the right time, place, and people, which made him unable to get excited.

Or Uraji knew him and said with a smile: "Brother, you are not bored, are you?"

Wang Maoru said: "It's not boring to arrive, it's just not enough..."

"Exciting." Uraji blinked and smiled.

The people in the car laughed and Wang Maoru said hilariously: "You kid, it's been so many years, but you haven't changed yet."

Uraji said: "Brother, I just thought about it. How many years have passed? We were still young and quite straight. Look at it now, we all have white hair."

"That's you." Wang Maoru said.

Uraji curled his lips and said, "Brother, haven't you seen how much white hair is behind your head?"

"Nonsense, do you have eyes on the back of your head?" Wang Maoru asked back.

Uraji was choked up and said in disappointment: "I really didn't expect that many years ago, I was a Eight Banners clan in Beijing who was waiting to die. I don't know what I could do after the flag sounded. I was doing nothing every day and wait to die. Just because I met you, my brother, my life has changed drastically."

Wang Maoru smiled and asked, "Do you blame me for letting you escape from death several times?"

"What's the point of escaping from death?" Uraji said, "I have lived to this day. Even if I can watch you as president, I think..." After thinking about it, I seemed to be cruel: "Even if I'm going to be exhausted, I'm willing to do it."

The others couldn't help but feel so happy that they leaned back and forth. Wang Maoru kicked him in a funny and angrily manner and cursed: "You are so naughty, can you treat me as the president and go with you, the windmill."

Uraji scratched his bald head and started to laugh.

Liu Xi bowed and bowed to Wang Maoru and said, "The President..."

Wang Maoru raised his hand to stop him and said, "Zhan En, be careful, please call me Mr. Xiusheng."

"Brother, you're just too cautious." Uraji said, "Isn't this an obvious thing about the lice on the monk's head."

"Shut up." Wang Maoru scolded.

"Oh." Uraji stopped talking quickly.

Liu Xisan hurriedly changed his words: "Mr. Xiusheng, today is the whole country, and you deserve it as the president. I have been waiting for it for a long time, and today it is a wish." This flattery is really good, but everyone is in a very good mood at this time and they don't care.

Wang Maoru said: "Success or failure today is related to the fate of the country, and there is no need to be lost."
Chapter completed!