Binding to the nation's destiny: Start by choosing the underworld, where a hundred ghosts parad

When it comes to oneself.

They either verbally abuse or physically assault people.

Now, suddenly, the tone has softened like this.

The bureau chief immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

If it weren't for the large number of staff around...

He's probably already kneeling on the ground before Old Chen.

"Grandpa, please don't do this. Please tell me what I did wrong."

The bureau chief said with a worried expression.

"I just want to ask for your opinion. Say whatever you want."

Old Chen glanced at him indifferently.

The bureau chief gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and spoke directly.

"I don't think we should accept them as citizens of Great Xia!"

"Under these circumstances, the people of Great Xia were already prone to unrest, and a large number of refugees entered Great Xia."

"It could easily cause the emotions that had just been stabilized by Mr. Yuan to fluctuate again."

"As for acquiring citizenship, it goes against our principles. The citizenship of Great Xia is the most precious thing in the world."

"If this is released carelessly, the country will surely cease to exist in the future!!"

The officer then shared all his views in one breath.

They were as if afraid that being even a little slow would provoke the old man's anger.

After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to breathe loudly and carefully watched Old Chen's expression.

Old Chen, on the other hand, was sitting on the sofa.

He blew on the tea in his cup.

I took a small sip.

He smacked his lips and then said.

"Good!! Not bad, at least I can finally put aside your idea of ​​becoming a monk."

The officer chuckled and scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

He knew that Old Chen was dissatisfied before, but his mind was filled with that inappropriate 'compassion'.

Despite being over fifty years old, he acted like a child in front of Old Chen.

He lowered his head, somewhat embarrassed.

"But, that's still not right!"

"Not comprehensive enough~"

Old Master Chen suddenly changed the subject.

We can help them rebuild their homes.

"We can provide them with some food, and we can face their submission without making a sound."

"but!!!"

"Too much kindness can turn into enmity!!!"

Old Master Chen took another sip of the tea in his cup and said.

"The current attitude of these countries towards Great Xia is one of respect, submission, and gratitude."

"But if we allow them into the territory of Great Xia, what policy should we use to treat them?"

"Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts!!"

"Could they do something unethical out of jealousy of the son of my Great Xia?"

"Will they be reminded of their own dilapidated homeland when they see the prosperity of the Great Xia?"

"This breeds resentment, thus sowing the seeds of future trouble."

The old man didn't say a word.

The vein on the director's forehead throbbed once.

Compared to this old man.

My thoughts were far too shallow.

"What do you mean, sir?"

The bureau chief hurriedly asked for advice.

"Submission is acceptable, but entry into the country is not."

"I'll offer help, but I won't accept requests!"

"Tell the guys in the External Relations Department to inform all refugee countries that what Great Xia gives them is what they need, and what Great Xia doesn't give them, they can't accept!"

"Otherwise, hehe~"

The old man smiled slightly.

Behind that smile lay a bloody scene, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

A small favor is appreciated, but a large favor breeds resentment.

The old man had known this principle for a long time.

He had seen far too many filthy and disgusting things like this.

therefore.

Even if there is anything that could threaten his country.

He wants to nip it in the bud.

"Understood, we'll do it right away."

The bureau chief turned around and prepared to leave.

Go and convey the old man's wishes.

But, just as he turned to leave.

The old man did call him back again.

"Wait a moment."

"Is there anything else, Mr. Chen?" the bureau chief asked cautiously.

"Since Li was able to communicate with the Great Xia through various means before, he might be able to return to reality in the future."

"The entire Great Xia Dynasty owes him a debt of gratitude that is greater than the heavens."

Upon hearing this, the bureau chief's eyes darted around, and he then said...

"Understood, sir. We have now built an extremely luxurious private courtyard for Li Mo."

"And all the currently trending celebrities have already received orders."

"Once Li Mo returns to Great Xia, he will naturally have plenty of time to relax."

"I've already spoken to not only domestic celebrities, but also international ones."

"As long as our hero returns to Bluewater, he will enjoy everything he can."

"Relax your constantly tense nerves."

The bureau chief said, observing Old Chen's expression.

"Hmm, that's a good idea. Have them on standby at any time."

The old man said calmly.

Implied in words.

They didn't take these celebrities seriously at all.

Mr. Chen has some understanding of this circle.

Aside from a small number of responsible 'artists'.

The remaining 'stars' hardly do any productive work.

In peacetime, the country might not bother with them.

But in this chaotic era...

They were of no value in Old Chen's eyes.

Do not! !

It has value now.

Their value lies in the future, when Li Mo truly returns to Blue Water Star.

It might make Li Mo laugh.

While Daxia had already begun to study Li Mo's future direction.

Beautiful country.

Inside the National Development and Reform Commission.

Charles stared with a distressed expression at the continuously declining national income level on the data board.

In order to regain America's former international standing.

Charles saw the opportunity.

Large-scale acceptance of refugees.

Furthermore, they signed unequal treaties with the refugee leaders among them.

The treaty's contents are complex.