The general also blinked, as if he already understood, and smiled knowingly: "It doesn't matter, I consider myself a young and artistic person... er, middle-aged, and I like grand narratives the most."

At the same time, far away in the Milky Way, in the capital of the New China Sector, on a planet with a dreamy name like "Bai Yujing", a small party called the Pioneer Party has contracted the third floor of a not-so-luxurious office building on the outskirts of the main city.

The top floor of the twenty-first floor serves as his campaign headquarters.

Now, the owner of this office, Mr. Qi Bingwen, is carefully reading the draft of his public speech tomorrow.

Seldy Stock, who was working as a secretary, refilled a cup of tea for the party leader who was studying hard at his desk:

"Your speech this time is quite...well, it doesn't have such a grand narrative."

"You actually want to speak too plainly, right?" Mr. Qi raised his head, looked at his young secretary, and explained patiently: "The people I spoke to last week were journalists from the solar system. They represent

It’s the earth’s gentlemen who want to hear what they say. They also need the rich and beautiful material that can make big news. Of course, they like to hear the so-called grand narrative the most. If I speak too truthfully, I will be tired of speaking.

If you can’t remember the big news, why bother?”

Seldy Stock nodded thoughtfully, feeling that his media negotiation skills had improved a lot.

The young Pioneer Party member looked at Mr. Qi in amazement, feeling that the old man looked a bit like Tan Jize inexplicably, but this was actually not in line with the old man's past personality.

"...Why, you don't feel like me? Haha, politics is nothing more than talking about people or talking nonsense. I just didn't want to do it before, but it doesn't mean I can't do it. In the past, I felt that I was a snake with these guys, and it was very special.

It's hard to calm down. But now, as long as I think about the future of the new era, what kind of grievance can it be considered to be a little pretentious?" Mr. Qi put his hands on his hips, as if he was a young man who had just found his ideal, and raised his head proudly
Chapter completed!