Zhang Kui'an sat very steadily, just sitting aside and smiling without saying a word. Although Teng Wenying served as the Minister of Organization within the Faxing Party, she obviously belonged to the younger generation here and did not dare to speak. Uraji and Wang Maoru became sworn brothers, but they were sworn brothers without restraint. Wang Maoru didn't think he was angry. If Teng Wenying spoke like this, he would probably be treated as a psychopath in the future.

Wang Maoru saw Zhang Kui'an looking at the thoughtful look outside the car and asked, "Dingguo, what are you thinking?"

Zhang Kui'an came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Xiusheng, I'm wondering how long can the days of our China be as peaceful and prosperous as a happy life." Wang Maoru smiled slightly and heard Zhang Kui'an continue: "Now it seems that the world is peaceful and stable, but the undercurrent is surging. If you are not careful, war will appear."

Wang Maoru said: "Dingguo is still a military person, and it is more practical to look at problems."

Zhang Kui'an smiled and said, "Xiusheng today is the easiest day. After tomorrow, you are the president. I'm afraid you will have to decide everything yourself. It's time to get busy."

Wang Maoru laughed and said, "No, I will make the people below busy. A qualified leader can fully tap the potential of his subordinates, rather than busy doing things on behalf of his subordinates."

"Incisive." Zhang Kuian stretched out his thumb and praised.

Surrounded by cheering crowds, the convoy slowly arrived at the gate of the parliament. The trip was 1 hour and 06 minutes. It was originally only 40 minutes' drive because the enthusiastic people were forced to slow down. After finally arriving, the excited crowd shouted: "Wang Shangwu! Wang Shangwu! Wang Shangwu..." In order to support Wang Maoru, students from dozens of schools across the country rushed to Beijing a few days ago. Holding the five-color flag of China, especially the students of Peking University. They were even more enthusiastic about their teachers' run for president. Many young people from all over the country who wore martial windbreakers claimed to be the Shangwu Youth Guards and followed them all the way, following from Yanjing Street to the Capitol.

Wang Maoru walked out of the car confidently, waved to the crowd with a smile, and walked in amid the cheers of the crowd. Urji, Zhang Kui'an and others followed closely and walked towards the Congress Hall, and the entire itinerary was recorded under the camera. This series of shooting will be preserved as precious images of the future in the National Archives.

An arranged reporter stood at the gate of the parliament, holding a microphone and said, "Mr. Xiusheng, can you briefly interview you? I am Huacheng, a reporter from Yanjing Daily."

Wang Maoru nodded, and reporter Hua Zhi said respectfully: "In this election, your support rate is ahead. Whether in terms of the support rate of the Congressman or the public opinion support rate, what do you think?"

Wang Maoru first corrected it. He said: "The Representatives represent public opinion, so I think the Representatives and public opinion are definitely the same wish." Then he smiled and said: "The election has not begun yet, everything is too early. I thank all those who support me. I hope that those who do not support me can understand me and ultimately support me. Because we step on the same land. There is a blue sky above our heads and the same goal, that is, China will rise and restore the glory of the Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties!" He changed the topic and said: "But the road to rise is long. We cannot be very high.

To build a tower in the air. We must be pragmatic and lofty ideals and move forward step by step. First of all, we must solve a problem. The problem of Chinese people having enough food. Only by solving the problem of eating enough food can we be qualified to talk about the rise of the nation. The strength of a country is to let the people eat enough first and then eat well. The country is strong and the people are weak, and the country is rich and the people are poor. This kind of country would rather break the reconstruction. We need a country like this in which everyone can eat enough and wear warmly, everyone receives education, everyone enjoys welfare, everyone

Patriotism, everyone is proud of the glory of their ancestors, and proud of the strength of the present. Our soldiers have the will of steel, the most powerful weapons, and the most advanced logistical support; our children have a healthy body, a lively smile, the proud filial piety of their parents, and the academic performance that makes their families proud; we young people have ideals, dare to give, be loyal to the motherland, be loyal to their families, and be loyal to love; our elderly have filial children, and have free time to chat, drink, play chess with their old friends, and have a place for them to live

Experience is passed on to the younger generations; our women have a happy and harmonious family, parents-in-law and daughter-in-law are like their biological children, and children are in large numbers. The most important thing is that the couple is similar and like guests; our neighbors are enthusiastic and generous, our officials are selfless and dedicated, our teachers are carefully educated, those who have made mistakes can be accepted by the society again, and our enemies also surrender to us because they admire us from the bottom of their hearts. This is the ideal China in my heart!" He patted his chest and said in a loud voice: "I will go on, will you go on with me?"

"Yes!" Tens of thousands of young people, students and people around the Congress were impressed by the ideal country portrayed by Wang Maoru, and shouted excitedly, some even cried with joy, even thinking that the ideal and prosperous country was not far away.

After Wang Maoru walked into the parliamentary hall, the fan-shaped venue immediately spontaneously echoed applause. His speech at the door was heard clearly by the members of the parliamentary in the venue. Before the election was launched, a heavy artillery had already been shot. The remaining three candidates looked at each other, and their faces showed bitter smiles.

The election is not a matter of one person, but a team's result. Wang Maoru has a strong team supported by geometric military, political, financial and media, the forces behind Bi Guifang, Lin Xun and Huang Zucheng do not have the financial, material and manpower of Wang Maoru. I don't know how many votes these three people can get today. Among the three, only Bi Guifang has failed political experience. His political success in the early stage was from Yuan Shikai's support and later stage was from Wang Maoru's support. Now he has the heart to hang himself with Wang Maoru. If tears can be used as river water, Bi Guifang will definitely cry out a Jialing River.

Today, all members of Congress were present, including 56 Senate members and 441 House members, totaling 497. According to election practice, the presidential election presidency ceremony was held by House Speaker Liu Enge. Wang Maoru was the last candidate to arrive. After he sat down, Liu Enge slowly walked towards the rostrum.

The participants calmed down one after another, and some reporters and guests lowered the voices of conversation. Many people's eyes did not focus on Liu Enge who was walking towards the rostrum, but on Wang Maoru who was talking to the people around him with a smile on his face.

Liu Engezhou went to the rostrum, knocked the wake-up hammer, and announced: "The sixth presidential election of the Republic of China, now we will start. First, I will introduce you to the simple information of the four candidates. The first candidate, Lin Xun, from Ningbo, Zhejiang, was 49 years old. He used business to save the country and prosper the country. He secretly sponsored the Democratic Party to overthrow the former government during the previous dynasty. After entering the Republic of China, he upheld the noble spirit of becoming rich and helping the world, and became the leader of Zhejiang businessmen. The second candidate

Huang Zucheng, 51 years old, from Heshan, Guangdong, was poor at a young age and studied English in a church school in the British. Later, he went to Japan to study Western medicine. After returning to China, he practiced medicine at Songri Hospital in Guangzhou. Because of his superb medical skills, he was respected as the contemporary Zhang Zhongjing by the people of Guangzhou. The third candidate, Bi Guifang, from Daxing, Beijing, was 59 years old. He studied in Tongwenguan when he was young. Later, he studied in Russia. After graduation, he served as a minister's attendant in Russia. He was in charge of the Beiyang Ocean Affairs Bureau.

Commercial Commissioner in Vladivostok, Russia, Consul General in Vladivostok, Nursing Governor and Civil Affairs Chief of Heilongjiang Province, the first Chinese ambassador to the Soviet Union. The last presidential candidate, Wang Maoru, 38 years old, from Hulunbuir, Heilongjiang Province, was a self-taught overseas when he was young, and served as the commander of the 11th Garage Brigade of the Border Defense Army, the commander of the 17th Mixed Brigade of the Beiyang Army, the commander of the Second Division of the Heilongjiang Provincial Army, the governor of the Heilongjiang Provincial, the deputy commander of the Heilongjiang Federation of Heilongjiang Provincial, and the Northeast General Department of the Border Defense Army

The commander-in-chief of the front commander-in-chief of the Chinese War Army, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Border Defense Force, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese peacekeeping force, the deputy commander of the Beiyang Army, the commander-in-chief of the Republic of China, the chief of the army of the Republic of China, and the chief of the National Defense Force of the Republic of China, was awarded the title of Marshal Shangwu. Later, he voluntarily resigned from all military positions in peace and democracy and served as a temporary lecturer at Peking University. Well, now four candidates are invited to spend twenty minutes to do their last personal selection publicity for themselves. First, please invite Mr. Lin Xun.”

Lin Xun, Huang Zucheng and Bi Guifang are both backgrounds. Lin Xun is still speaking very quickly, but when faced with such an important scene, he was obviously a little out of control. He rubbed his hands constantly and was a little dizzy when facing the flash of hundreds of reporters. He was so shy that he could only look down at the manuscript and dare not look at others. Everyone couldn't help but say what this is, why is the head of the Lin family in Ningbo, Zhejiang so cowardly. However, someone later studied it. In fact, Lin Xun was not so timid and cowardly. But when he faced the camera and camera, his brain was no longer good. In later generations, there was a special name called Sickness - Sickness Camera. But now, no one expected that the handsome and romantic Lin Xun would be so embarrassing.

After Lin Xun finished his speech on his campaign declaration, he staggered back. He knew that he had messed up his speech. Not only was he underestimated, but he also blamed him for underestimating everything here, including the ridicule of everyone. He could only sit aside in annoyance and sighed constantly.

How bold and shameless Lin Xun felt that he had become a joke. Someone was laughing at him, and there were many people. Any member of the congressman who came up to him would say much better than his speech, but how could these old foxes do such thankless things?
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