Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Benjamin Goldberg, who was behind Zhao Chuanxin, lowered his head and glanced at Qian Fan.

Ganfan screamed heartbreakingly: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned and leaned over to pat its head: "I forgot, you bitch is here too. Of course, Japanese people are not worthy of being compared with dogs!"

The Japanese reporter was annoyed: "Zhao Sang, this is a huge insult to our nuclear nation!"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Ah, yes, I think you are right."

I just insulted you, how can you treat me?

Japanese reporter: "..."

He wanted to fight, but he didn't have the courage; he wanted to run away, but he felt that he couldn't miss today's news, so he had to swallow his anger.

Hu Xiaoyun felt that Zhao Chuanxin was different from the upright hero he imagined.

He said unwillingly: "Master Zhao, there is a saying in "Historical Records" that he is so powerful that he is blinded. I will ask you again in the future..."

Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him impatiently: "What will be said in "Historical Records" today and "Mencius" tomorrow? Are you an old cow who lets the ancients lead you by the nose every day?"

A group of reporters burst into laughter.

Hu Xiaoyun was snatched away, and he only felt that he was no match for Zhao Chuanxin in terms of rhetoric.

He had no choice but to change direction: "Master Zhao, what do you think of the war in the south?"

All the reporters looked at Zhao Chuanxin with sharp eyes.

They observed very carefully, for fear of missing even the slightest change in Zhao Chuanxin's expression.

Because this topic is very sensitive and involves rebellion, which is a serious crime of beheading.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said in amusement: "People talk about city gates and buildings, but you have to talk about hip bones and elbows. What do you care about the war in the south?"

Everyone fell down.

Hu Xiaoyun said passionately: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. I really want to know the attitude of Master Zhao. I think everyone here would also like to know."

Don't say anything, everyone nodded in agreement.

Isn't this the trap digging in the 21st century? Usually reporters set traps for people in the entertainment industry. If they don't answer well, they fall into it and are criticized by thousands of people.

In this era, Zhao Chuanxian is definitely a very strange existence.

He hates the great powers and will do anything if they don't agree with them. He doesn't care about the quarrels or adultery among the great powers. He will kill anyone who messes with him.

At the same time, the relationship with the Qing court was also very tense. He even bombarded Cixi and shot Li Lianying's shoulder and head to pieces.

But it is not entirely true to say that he was in cahoots with those "rebellious thieves" in the south.

At least, from the outside, I have never heard of Zhao Chuanxin colluding with them, and of course there is no conflict.

Rumor has it that members of the insurance team in Lugang Town said that they looked down upon the "rebellious thieves" in the south and thought they were a rabble.

Then isn't this just a thorn in the side? Whoever is caught will be raped.

Old God Zhao Chuanxin took a sip of tea: "You want to ask me which one I like more, right?"

Everyone shrank their necks.

Once Zhao Chuanxin said which side he liked today and the words left this room, it would mean a lot.

Sun Gongwu has always dreamed of international influence, but little did he know that Zhao Chuanxin's name already had a certain influence in the world.

Others thought it was cool, but Hu Xiaoyun frowned: "Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

"Haha." Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "I won't tell you."

"..."

The venue was silent.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin speechlessly.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around: "Are there any more questions? If not, let's leave."

It was impossible to end the show. After finally catching such an opportunity, the reporters must have wanted to satisfy all their curiosity before giving up.

A reporter from the South China Morning Post asked: "Mr. Zhao, it is rumored that you made 5000 million US dollars in New York. Is this true?"

"It's fake. This is all lies. I don't earn this amount. Zhao never bothers to lie, so you don't have to question it."

Li Guangzong covered his mouth from behind, trying not to laugh out loud.

Sir, you are such a thief.

It is indeed not 5000 million, it is more than three times that.

The reporter suddenly said: "Oh...if you don't make that much, it's at least millions of dollars, right? I wonder where Mr. Zhao wants to use this money? Donate to charity? Or do business?"

Zhao Chuanxin spoke without changing his expression: "That's right, after I got this money, I used it to buy cars, airplanes, oil, luxury houses, and make some fireworks just to look good... In short, I spent all the money Spend it, rich people are so nice, they really spend it freely. I admit, desire defeated my iron will!"

Behind him, Benjamin Goldberg looked strange.

The master was right. He had indeed invested a large amount of money in heavy steel industries, including automobile companies, aircraft companies and real estate. Firearms were naturally considered fireworks.

But these have nothing to do with enjoyment. On the contrary, he knows that the master is very tight now, and may only have a little money left that has just been stolen.

But the reporter didn't think so. The reporter from "Looping Daily" frowned: "Mr. Zhao, there are many disasters in the south this year, and people are starving everywhere, but you are living in the wine pool and the meat forest. Isn't there something wrong?"

He also used wine pools and meat forests, and was extravagant and violent. Isn't that the same as King Zhou of Shang Dynasty?

Captain Zhao likes to deal with moral kidnappers.

He was happy when he heard it: "This reporter, how much money did you donate during the natural disaster in the south?"

The reporter was stunned: "Me? I don't have much money."

"That's strange." Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Didn't you donate a penny?"

The reporter was a little embarrassed: "It's true that I don't have much money..."

Zhao Chuanxin immediately turned his face: "You are the most disgusting damn person. I established the Lugang Town Charity Association, and personally helped the victims. The amount of donations reached one million. If I have ten million, then one million It’s one-tenth of a family’s wealth. Even if you have ten cents, you haven’t donated even a cent. What qualifications do you have to make such nonsense? I earn all the hard-earned money that Americans have worked hard to save for me. I spend it. You feel at ease, what do you care about?"

These words made the reporter of "Looping Daily" blush and feel ashamed.

Yes, you can donate less if you have less money, but if you don’t donate a cent, what qualifications do you have to evaluate Zhao Chuanxin?

Even if this is the people's support, it is also the people's support and the people's support for Americans.

Many reporters’ eyes lit up.

Wow, this is really a tricky idea.

They quickly got paper and pen to record.

"During the hurricane, Mr. Hu donated 50 yuan, which was half of his savings, so he has a clear conscience." Hu Xiaoyun proudly puffed up his chest and looked at the crowd, most of whom lowered their heads uncomfortably. "Mr. Zhao, there are three main issues at the moment. The first is the war in the south. Mr. Zhao will not answer. Then I hope you can answer the second and third things."

Zhao Chuanxin was very unimpressed with this guy who was smelly and as hard as a stone in a latrine, and said, "If you fart, hurry up."

Hu Xiaoyun probably figured out Zhao Chuanxin's character.

Those fairy-like robes are all deceiving.

This guy is a piece of shit.

He asked: "The second thing is to boycott Japanese goods. Will Mr. Zhao participate in it in the future?"