Chapter 386 Discord!

Song Meiling, Jiang Zhongzheng and Song Ziwen, three close relatives, met and talked. It was not only Du Haisheng, but also the bodyguards and other entourage behind him felt that the atmosphere was very strange.

Although everyone has a smile, the smile is so far-fetched. It's like two ordinary scenes where they rarely meet each other on weekdays. What they say is mostly polite, greetings, and there is no substantive content. Even greetings sound so fake in Du Haisheng, without any sincerity, old It is not surprising that Du Haisheng did what Jiang did. Why did Song Meiling do the same when she saw her brother, but it made him very confused. Song Ziwen also knew that the brother next to him, the most annoying thing in his life was politeness. He kept saying compliments and didn't say a word of truth, but now he has nothing he can do.

What's more, the man and his sister in front of him put his brother aside, focusing on his hypocritical booing and warmth, which made him more or less lose face.

After a while, Song Ziwen couldn't stand the two ignoring his brother, with a little displeasure on his face. Du Haisheng next to him introduced, "This is..."

"He, Jiang still knows, Du Haisheng, a figure who has been in the limelight recently. However, the hero in the minds of the Shanghai people is also the hero in the hearts of the people of the Republic of China. When I see him today, he is really extraordinary. The hero is a teenager. This sentence is still true, Mr. Du, it's a pleasure to meet you. I have wanted to meet you and talk to each other for a long time, but this time, it's an opportunity!"

Before Song Ziwen's introduction, Jiang Zhongzheng withdrew his eyes, turned to Du Haisheng, looked up and down, showing his usual cold smile, pretended to be a very familiar smile and stepped forward. He couldn't help but grab Du Haisheng's hand, held it hard, and said with a serious tone, but this was in Du Haisheng. It sounds like it contains infinite deep meaning, which is more like something else.

Naturally, he also understands that the relationship between himself and the Iron-blooded Eighteenth Army, everyone else knows that this figure in the Republic of China will not be ignorant.

Thinking of this, Du Haisheng smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, what's the matter? You take care of a country in an orderly manner. That's a good president that the people love. I don't need to talk to you. If Mr. Jiang has anything to say, just tell me. What Mr. Du can do is beneficial to the people. If you can't do it, Mr. Jiang, don't look outside!"

"Hm?"

Du Haisheng is also tit-for-tat. There is something in his words, with a little ridicule and sarcasm. He has no good impression on Lao Jiang in the first place. What the other party said just now also made him unhappy. Therefore, even in his land, he did not intend to leave any face for him. For Du Haisheng, Jiang is a Xiaoxiong, but it also depends on who he is in front of. In front of himself, there is no need to pretend to be arrogant.

Especially that little smile, not only can't see the slightest sincerity, but also a little more sinister and cunning. The city is deep and scheming. This is Du Haisheng's impression of seeing Jiang for the first time.

"What is the matter of the people?"

His words full of aftertaste also stunned Lao Jiang. He heard Song Meiling say that Du Haisheng is arrogant and cruel, and does things according to his own subjective thoughts. At first, he didn't believe it very much, but now it seems to be true at all, even more than the rumors. You also need to have a personality. Looking at the whole Republic of China, who sees him, don't call him the president, the principal, but this boy calls himself a gentleman. What surprised him more is that Du Haisheng always held his head high and did not avoid his eyes at all. He looked neither humble nor arrogant, which made him feel frustrated. .

Therefore, his expression was a little unnatural, and he asked with a little displeasure in his smile.

"There are many things about the people, life and death, happiness, misfortune and happiness, food and clothing, and even marrying a wife and having children are all the affairs of the common people!"

Du Haisheng replied unhurriedly. Every word was like a cold arrow, piercing the hearts of everyone present. Song Ziwen nodded with considerable approval. In fact, what he said was exactly what he wanted to say.

Now the Republic of China has been in the midst of war for many years, so countless innocent people have died. Those rich businessmen and powerful princes can spend a lot of money in nightclubs, brothels and casinos without blinking, and those ordinary people have to spend the next meal for tomorrow's life. In trouble, Song Ziwen once saw a child starved to death outside Shanghai, so he was deeply touched.

"The things you mentioned about the people are things, but things are some small things. Life and death, joy and sorrow, misfortune and blessings, food and clothing, marrying wives and children, and they do it themselves. Even if I am the president of the Republic of China, I can't control the life and death of the other party, food and clothing. I can't take care of the world's affairs. I can manage the affairs of the people. But you can't care too much. After all, the current society still emphasizes democracy!"

When Jiang Zhong heard it, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried to calm down his tone and reply lukewarmly.

"Well, so hypocritical, but you can also sit in the position of the president! These words are clearly quivering. What are the common people doing and emphasizing democracy are just some tricks to hide people's eyes and deceive people. If it is democracy, why do they suppress the students in the procession, why they do not allow other parties to survive in the Republic of China? Why do they still brutally suppress the voices against themselves? This kind of democracy is not It's okay!"

Hearing this, Du Haisheng couldn't help sneering in his heart, and his eyes were full of contempt, and he thought of it secretly.

What he thought in his heart was not revealed on the surface, but still with a consistent smile. He said, "Mr. Jiang's words are bad. Since ancient times, those who respect the will of the people, the world is available and stable. Mencius has also said to the king that the people and the king are light. Only by putting the people in the heart and putting them first can they be supported by the people. Those who get the Taoist will help more, and those who lose the Tao will be helpless. No matter how small the people's affairs are, it is also a big deal. Presumably Mr. Jiang should know better than me. As for your so-called life and death, happiness, misfortune and happiness, food and clothing, it has nothing to do with you. Du is even more dissible. There have been a series of civil wars in the Republic of China, local warlords everywhere, and the people have left their homes, and even some Forced to be a soldier, they were all buried in the flames of war. If you can end the civil war, you will die, be sad, and the disaster will be reduced. Life, happiness and happiness will also increase. As the head of the government, does it really have nothing to do with Mr. Jiang? Five thousand years of China, the Qin Dynasty unified the world, and the Tang Dynasty in all directions. Neighbors worshipped, and the iron horse of the Ming Dynasty stepped through thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. When it came to the Qing government, it was weak and incompetent. The foreign powers relied on powerful arms and weapons to forcibly plunder the precious property left by our ancestors in our country of China and rob our civilization. It was the same at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and the same is true of the Republic of China. It is uneasy inside. How can we thwart the outside!"

"Mr. Du is very right about this. There is no unification at home. How can it be? I'm afraid that some people don't want to see me, Jiang, unify the world. I can't wait for my president to step down as soon as possible, secretly support the local warlords, and let them openly oppose me, Jiang. People are not confused, the world is It's such a cruel reality, the law of the jungle, which has been inconvenient since ancient times! If you want to save people, you must save yourself!"

In Du Haisheng's words, Jiang Zhongzheng was very uncomfortable to listen to, and even with a little disgust and contempt. A small teenager, so arrogant, dared to teach himself a lesson in front of so many people, which made his face, prestige, governance, governance, a country, tens of thousands of people, although most of Several warlords have been under the control of the central government, but everyone has their own small calculations. The orders that go down are not effectively implemented at all. Tens of thousands of people are not a small number. If everyone is in charge, won't they be exhausted?

And his last words were said to the young man in front of him. Even a fool could hear a reason. What he implied was his relationship with Xue Yue and Sun Chuanfang.

Du Haisheng could naturally hear it. He smiled indifferently and said, "Everyone has their own choices and preferences. It doesn't matter who you can trust and don't support anyone. Mr. Jiang's strength in the Republic of China is not too strong, and his status is even more unmatched. But why would anyone risk losing his head? What about supporting others? It's better to look for your own shortcomings, check the omissions and fill the gaps, and check and reflect on yourself all the time, so as to make yourself more perfect and get the real support of the people. In fact, their requirements are really simple and very low. Mr. Jiang, am I right?

"You are arrogant. Jiang Gong knows that you are a talented person. You are kind to each other, but you don't know whether it's good or bad. Every word is tit-for-tat. Where do you think this is? How can you allow you to be presumptuous?"

Before Jiang Zhongzheng could speak again, a man came out from behind him. The man was tall and fat, dressed in a military uniform, how long is a beard, and a pair of eyes were a little fierce. It seemed that he was about 40 years old. Looking at Du Haisheng's expression full of anger, as if the two had great hatred, he This fierce rebuke surprised the others, and they all stood there waiting for the next.

"Well, the advice is against the ear. What I say is true and comes from the bottom of my heart. If you listen and listen, it doesn't matter if you don't listen. Mr. Jiang governs tens of thousands of people' countries, and he won't even have any temperament, and can't tolerate other people's objections, right?"

Du Haisheng didn't know who the man who stood up was, but he was very disgusted with his words. He couldn't help snorting and asked coldly in a harsh tone. Finally, he kicked the ball to Jiang Zhongzheng, who stood aside without opening his mouth. He understood that the conversation with Lao Jiang just now showed that the two had no common language at all. A person who did anything just for himself was not qualified to sit on the throne of the president at all.

With such a person sitting in the country, how can the king and minister submit to him, and how can the people not stand up and oppose it!

Du Haisheng was disappointed by Jiang Zhongzheng's performance. The demeanor and heart he showed made him feel that the other party was so pitiful that he didn't know how to govern the current people at all!

"A school of nonsense, you are a commoner, but you have some power in Shanghai, and you still want to teach my Jiang Gong a lesson, isn't it a big deal! Come on, tie it up!"

After the man just finished his words, he secretly glanced at Jiang Zhongzheng next to him. Seeing that he didn't care, he turned his eyes and found out what the other party was thinking. He sneered in his heart, and then shouted fiercely and said.

Seeing this, Du Haisheng raised the corners of his mouth gently, carried his hands on his back, and said with a sneer without hurry, "Why, if you can't say it, can't you move the military law?"

"What about it? You secretly supported the Iron-blooded Eighteenth Army and had a good relationship with Xue Yue and Sun Chuanfang. We were really blind. Those batches of arms and weapons were sent to them, so that the current Northern Expeditionary Army was very passive and dared to run here to be wild. Don't talk nonsense. Soldier, tie up this arrogant boy!"

The man finished his words, but when he saw five or six soldiers with rifles running down the steps and rushing up, he was about to subdue him...