Chapter 1722 Elites Are Not Necessarily Good People

The state of mind is completely opposite between what others give and what you strive for, and what you get in different names.

People in the last days have suffered enough, but they did not suffer from childhood to adulthood. When they have the ability to live with dignity by their own labor, they will not easily bow their heads for a little favor.

Especially when the citizens of Boise had just won a miraculous victory, and their morale was high, they were even less willing to accept worthless handouts. The church also treats urbanites as battered and sinned refugees, which is even more annoying.

And when Zhou Qingfeng called the people in the city 'heroes' and 'warriors', the feeling changed immediately. Who doesn't like being flattered, this flattering is just right. This flattery was shot by the honorable head of the Aurora Legion, which is even more refreshing.

The United States has an election culture, and high-level figures like to put on a show and act close to the people, which is very different from flower growers. More and more people at the scene saw Zhou Qingfeng, and they came forward to shake hands to express their gratitude. This kind of affinity with the bottom made Rachel feel inferior.

More and more people came to receive the food, when everyone took the initiative to accept it with a smile, and when the charity relief turned into a celebration party, Rachel knew that she definitely lost the bet. The wife and mother wanted to play tricks, she felt that she had been fooled by this bad boy, and she was very angry.

It's just that from the heart, Rachel can distinguish between herself and Zhou Qingfeng. Zhou Qingfeng not only distributed the food, but also made the residents who received the food very happy and happy, and also brought them closer. This is much better than alms from above.

Zhou Qingfeng was surrounded by enthusiastic city residents. Shaking hands, hugging, blessings, some people even burst into tears seeing him, and some even knelt down to repent, really treating the legion leader as a saint—although Zhou Qingfeng always took this title as a joke, some people took it seriously what.

For the first time, Rachel felt that her past charitable behavior was too superficial. She just distributed some food and clothes to the bottom of society, and then turned around and left. As for those who received the relief, whether they were feeling well or not, and whether they were going to live well in the future, she had no way of knowing, and she had no ability to know.

Thinking about this makes the wife and mother very annoyed and frustrated. She found that what she was trying to do and was proud of was not doing very well.

This annoyance and frustration did not last long. When more and more citizens came to the carnival, Mr. Franklin of the Freemasonry was alarmed. The president came to the celebration site in person and also came to have fun with the people, but before he appeared, thousands of armed personnel were responsible for clearing the site.

When the president took the stage to speak, the joyous atmosphere on the scene obviously faded a lot.

After the public talk, President Franklin even came to meet Zhou Qingfeng on purpose. When the two shook hands, the President laughed and said, "I always thought that Your Excellency the Chief of the Legion has a great influence in Boise, but today I found out that it is beyond imagination. This really makes me envious."

Rachel was standing next to Zhou Qingfeng, and when she heard this sentence, she immediately looked at the faces of the two men in front of her. They all laughed and chatted casually, complimenting each other, but Rachel felt that the president was obviously dissatisfied.

"It is my honor to be loved by the people of Boise." Zhou Qingfeng casually dismissed the other party's hidden needles.

But Franklin obviously wanted to talk about this issue, "Your Excellency, Legion Commander, we welcome your investment within the Freemasonry. But I still hope that the workers you hire can abide by the laws formulated by our Freemasonry."

Zhou Qingfeng pretended not to understand.

Franklin continued: "We will soon introduce a series of legal provisions on weapons management, militia organizations, and media control. These laws are all learned from you, Commander of the Legion. For example, the prohibition of guns for civilians, I think it will have a great impact on social security. benefit."

"Well, yes, yes, it is necessary to ban guns." Zhou Qingfeng nodded, saying yes again and again. In Rachel's eyes, this boy who had always been rebellious was actually very obedient this time, saying yes to all Franklin's topics without refuting at all.

Franklin was obviously satisfied with Zhou Qingfeng's attitude.

The two chatted very happily, and finally hugged and laughed, as if they had been friends for many years. This hypocritical look made Rachel nauseous.

After the two big shots chatted for ten minutes, Zhou Qingfeng and Rachel had to go back to the hotel prepared for them by the Freemasons to rest.

When the man and woman were in the same car, Zhou Qingfeng was still interested in talking about the 'bet' just now. Rachel didn't answer the topic at all, and asked instead: "Don't you feel that you are being slighted?"

"what?"

"The Freemasons are wary and unfriendly to you. You have given them so many benefits, but the higher-ups here don't welcome you at all. I'm curious, how could you give up your influence on the workers here so easily?"

Rachel's words made Zhou Qingfeng smile bitterly for a while, and the latter sighed and said, "The Brotherhood only welcomes my money, not my people. One of my subordinates named Wen Tianyu was detained by the Freemasons." Yes, the charge is 'unlawful organization of armed activities'."

Rachel frowned and exclaimed: "I seem to have heard this name before. Isn't he the hero who defended Boise this time? Without his organization and change, this city would have been destroyed."

"So what if I'm a hero." Zhou Qingfeng was also very helpless, "I'm here to save people, what can I do if I don't compromise? The Freemasons really shot my men, so I can only watch. I still have to Fortunately, I have some bargaining chips in my hand, otherwise I can only accept the lessons taught to me by others."

Rachel also smiled wryly, and then sighed: "You men have refreshed my understanding of power. A hero can be turned into a prisoner in a blink of an eye. The elites of the fraternity spend all their wisdom on how to maintain their power. It's so sad."

"I don't think it's pathetic. Elites are not necessarily good people, let alone people with high morals." Zhou Qingfeng himself was upset, but he could only endure it. According to the reminder given by 'GOD', this is actually the beginning of the intensification of conflicts between the Aurora Legion and the various branches of the Brotherhood of Steel.

There are advances and retreats in the struggle for power.

Zhou Qingfeng has arranged a series of economic, cultural, and political erosion of North America. Originally thought that this kind of infiltration was a subtle process, but I didn't expect this unexpected battle in Boise to clarify the matter.

Is it okay to discover that a member of the Aurora Legion is capable of mobilizing tens of thousands of armed laborers? Now there is no way to 'boil a frog in warm water'.

Although the occurrence of the incident was accidental, the ending was also very happy. But as long as the leader of the Freemasonry is not a fool, various restrictions must be set to prevent this kind of thing from happening again. If Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to fall out, he had to compromise.

"Elite is not necessarily a good person, let alone a high moral character." Rachel repeated this sentence repeatedly, feeling that Zhou Qingfeng had expressed a simple and thorough truth that not everyone had figured out. "That's right, you educated me again."

"Then is there a reward?" Zhou Qingfeng asked with a cheeky smile, as if he had forgotten that he was cut off just now.

Rachel raised her neck slightly, and snorted coldly, "Do you have to get the reward if you want it? It's ridiculous. Let's wait until you really become His Majesty the Emperor of the United States that day. You still have a vain name."