Wang Bo was a little angry when he heard the following sentence.

He looked at the talking Argentinian and said, "Poso, your name is Poso, are you driving a Honda Accord?"

"Yes, mayor." The Argentinian, who was named, replied.

Wang Bo nodded and said, "Very good, you know, our Sunset Town is a world-class town, and every resident has an obligation to maintain this standard, but the Honda Accord should not be the car of the world-class town residents. This will lower the style of our entire town. I suggest you change a car, such as the S-Series Mercedes-Benz is good."

After hearing his words, the Balici laughed.

Poso was embarrassed and said, "But the mayor, everyone's cars are not expensive, and George also drove a used car."

"Shete, this idiot." Someone rolled his eyes helplessly.

Wang Bo said: "Yes, if you want to continue to stay in a world-class town, you have to change your car."

"Not that, mayor, we have the freedom to use our favorite cars."

Wang Bo pointed to Balicchi and said, "Their family also has the freedom to decorate the yard as they like."

Some people refused to give up and said, "Our community has a resident association, which is the will of the resident association. You know, the resident association is like a legal entity. We have always acted on the rules of protecting all residents."

Wang Bo smiled and said, "I know that your residents' association was established by me."

"Then you should understand what power we have."

"I know more about your obligations. Since the resident association works for the benefit of all residents, there are still many problems in the community that have not been resolved: garbage generated by the project and sewer blockage. In fact, there are questions about whether the responsibilities of your resident association have been fulfilled."

The confrontation between the two sides attracted many people from the community to watch, and New Zealanders also like to watch the fun.

After hearing Wang Bo's words, someone began to applaud and said, "You are so good at speaking, the residents' association is too ungrateful!"

“These tires are not garbage.”

"Maybe it's garbage for some people, but it's a treasure for some people. Can they just make good use of it?"

“Wouldn’t it be fine if she bought the colored tires from a gardening store?”

"What is garbage? Useless things that have been discarded, no doubt, these tires are not useless things, they are works of art."

The residents' association and the protesters were not afraid and confronted the onlookers, and the two sides started a quarrel.

“Tyres are toxic, and the toxins they break down will be released and affect other homes.”

“I would hate living in the same neighborhood with people who think old tires are acceptable, maybe some places can but not where I live!”

"Tyres release toxic substances into the soil, so never use them in the garden. These modified and upgraded tires are still discarded old tires, essentially painted garbage."

Wang Bo looked at the two groups of people quarreling and suddenly discovered a pattern.

Most of the people who oppose this matter are people of color, including Asians, South American immigrants and African immigrants, and some are European immigrants.

The skin colors of the people who maintained the Balich family were not exactly the same, but the few who were remembered by Wang Bo were Americans.

In other words, this is more like an international war based on tires. The Americans are now a German identity in World War II and are being besieged by most international countries.

He walked into the middle and pushed away the crowd that was about to squeeze into a crowd, raised the police badge and sternly said, "Everyone thinks it's too boring to stay in the town. I want to go to the prison for a tour, right?"

"Master, this is bullying!" Balicchi said angrily.

Someone immediately responded: "You Americans are also afraid of being bullied? Faced, you are starting a war around the world, you are provoking relations in various regions, you are damn war dealers!"

"War dealers get out of Sunset Town!"

The situation has become clear now. Wang Bo has been wondering. Whether it is the residents' association or the residents, everyone has always been safe. How could such a big conflict occur due to some tires at this time?

In fact, this conflict has nothing to do with tires. What everyone wants to complain about is the identity of the American, not what the Americans did.

Once Wang Bo understands this, he has to pay attention to it. This involves racial issues. If it is not handled properly, many community problems will arise in the future.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Hey, you never regarded yourself as a resident of Sunset Town, right?"

The group looked at him in surprise, and someone said, "Of course not, we are very happy to live here."

Wang Bo shook his head and said, "No, you treat this place as a tourist destination. In fact, your nationality has not changed. You are Argentinian, you are Mexican, you are Egyptian, you are Iraqi, and you also treat yourself as American, right?"

"Of course not." Some people in the crowd denied it, but more people realized the problem he was talking about and fell silent.

Wang Bo said: "What the government has done has nothing to do with the people. We are just ordinary people. Why do you put what the US government has done on Mr. Balicy? Is this fair? Maybe you want to educate your children like this? Continue hatred to them?"

"If this happens, you will be satisfied. Soon you will find that in school, German children only play with Germans, American children only play with Americans, and Chinese children only play with Chinese people. Is this interesting?"

Wang Bo patted the shoulders of the people standing in front of the confrontation crowd one by one and said, "Think about your children and stop being so narrow-minded."

To prevent them from caring about their own words, he added: "Remember, I am like you, I am Chinese, the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded us, and the East Asian countries are still boycotting us. If I become like you, you know that there will be no place for you here!"

Now everyone is honest, nothing more important than this.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Wang Bo called several members of the Resident Association: "If I find out in the future that your organization still does such a thing, just to use public interest and revenge private revenge, then there is no need for this organization to continue to be established."

"Yes, mayor, we know." Several people said dejectedly.

After solving this matter, Wang Bo noticed that he had always ignored the racial issues of the residents of the town.
Chapter completed!