Chapter 751 Interview (Part 2)!

"Hey Jennifer, come over here"

In a secret underground base, a tall and strong white man waved to a woman in black leather tights.

The woman who was lazily playing with her mobile phone frowned, then quickly jumped off the sofa and followed her into a room.

"You failed the mission!" The white man said to her with a cold expression as soon as he entered the door.

"Failed?" Jennifer raised her eyebrows, and said immediately, "Isn't it? On the task list, there are seven members of a family. I haven't missed it. I have compared everyone, including the three-year-old little Jenny." He frowned and said, "Could it be that he has an illegitimate child outside? Then you can't blame me, it's because of your own intelligence problems"

"Race Miter is still alive!" the white man said coldly.

"Huh?" Jennifer was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and said, "Boss, this joke is not funny. I personally twisted his head and sent it to you. You saw the other end too, isn't it an imitation?"

The big white man was silent for a while without speaking, and directly turned on the virtual screen in the office, only to see that the interview screen of the Special Times was playing on it.

On the screen, in addition to the well-known host: Jessica and today's main interviewee: Andrew Yang, there are several heavyweight guests, and the most conspicuous of them is naturally the always stern-faced Reese Miter.

"Watfa??" Jennifer's eyes widened suddenly: "How did this guy come out?"

"I have to ask you!" The white man said coldly.

"Impossible." Jennifer shook her head and said, "Could it be that I killed a substitute? But if he was prepared, why didn't he make arrangements for his family?"

The white man was silent for a moment when he heard the words, thinking that what the other party said made sense. If Mitt had anticipated the assassination and prepared a substitute, how could he let his family be buried with him?

And according to Jennifer, when she sneaked into the assassination, Mitt was doing radio gymnastics with her beautiful model wife. Such a character would not cuckold himself even if he had a double.

After thinking for a while, he finally said: "You take Gray Wolf to the Times Center, find a chance to catch that guy on TV, and clarify the situation."

"Understood." Jennifer squinted at Mitt on the screen, and there was a flash of interest in her eyes. She didn't believe that the one she killed was fake. After all, Mitt was her former master, and she slept with him for more than ten years. , can't be mistaken

So if the one I killed was real, where did it appear on TV?

It's interesting“

At the same time, the interview was reaching a fever pitch. At this time, Andrew was describing his encounter with emotion:

"Some time ago, when I was shopping in the supermarket, I was discriminated against because of the latest epidemic. A sense of shame that I hadn't seen for a long time suddenly came to my heart. I was soberly aware of my Asian identity, and even a little bit ashamed."

"Actually, I have felt this way since I was a child, but because I had a family and ran for president after I became an adult, I thought I had washed away this shame, but in fact I didn't. The yellow skin on my body is still the result of my failure. The biggest obstacle to integrating into American society is bigger than I imagined. I didn’t know how to deal with this kind of discrimination, because no matter whether I told others or shouted at others, I was not allowed to discriminate against me, but it still couldn’t change the status quo. It made me confused for a while, and it was also the reason why I voluntarily gave up the election last time!"

Hearing this, all the people present, including An Shunwang who looked like Mitte, were all twitched, especially An Shunwang, who just wanted to throw the next vase at this guy's face.

Still ashamed, confused, and giving up? It's as if you can live every day without that yellow skin

Hearing that guy's nonsense, An Shunwang couldn't help but sneered and said, "I remember that you were basically ignored in your last campaign? Isn't that why you gave up the campaign?"

"Forehead"

The scene was suddenly quiet, and everyone stared at An Shunwang in a daze.

It's not impossible to have this kind of poisonous snake problem, but as his behind-the-scenes supporter, isn't it good?

Andrew was also taken aback, not understanding where his ally had a cramp.

Seeing everyone looking at him, An Shunwang was taken aback, knowing that he was excited, and then coughed lightly: "I mean, since you choose to run again, you must have overcome the confusion of being discriminated against before, right? So, as a Chinese, how do you think this discrimination will be eliminated?"

Everyone nodded immediately. This question is quite normal and level.

An Shunwang himself also admired himself, damn it, he can ask such a level question, it’s not a waste of time to visit the post bar

Andrew heard the words and quickly answered: "Mr. Mitt's question is very good. Since I chose to run for the election again, I am naturally ready to face all this. I have thought a lot over the years and gradually realized that in the face of discrimination, Incompetent anger and low self-esteem are meaningless, it can only have the opposite effect. I have received some knowledge about Huazhong from my grandfather, and a lot of knowledge in it seems relatively old-fashioned and old-fashioned, but there is one saying that I agree with, Huazhong There is a saying in the culture called 'I examine myself three times a day!' It means to reflect on what I have not done well every day."

"I think this sentence can also be applied to the issue of discrimination. We should not always be entangled in discrimination itself, but should look for problems from ourselves. We should think carefully about why they don't accept us? Why do they discriminate against us? Is it us Is there something that has not been done well? If we can do better, will we be able to eliminate this barrier? I think what we Chinese Americans should do next is not to resist fiercely, but to calm down and think about how to integrate into this great society. The country should show its American-ness even more, such as wearing clothes in the colors of the Stars and Stripes that represent the American flag. This is something that red Japanese people have done very well. During the war, they voluntarily joined the American Army, against the Red Sun Kingdom."

"Wow!" Jessica smiled and said, "Your point of view is very thoughtful."

Jessica spoke so politely, but there was a faint sense of sarcasm in her eyes, and then she looked at An Shunwang who asked the question just now: "Mr. Mitt, what do you think of Mr. Andrew's statement?"

An Shunwang, who had calmed down at this moment, blushed again because of the other party's words!

What the hell is this? Oh, when others don't agree with you, discriminate against you, or insult you, you will lick it even more? Grass mud horse, is this how you used the words of your ancestors? You bastard! !

"Mr. Mitt?" Seeing that the other party had been silent, Jessica asked.

"Oh." An Shunwang took a deep breath, slowly calmed down from his anger and said indifferently: "Sorry, I just didn't expect the other party to say that, so I was a little shocked."

"Then what do you think of Mr. Andrew's statement?" Jessica asked again.

"I think so." Anshunwang said coldly, "It's a pile of shit!!"