The enthusiasm of the French people was completely ignited by Li Changgeng. They had never thought that a place would have such a perfect social quality, which was simply another Paris commune.

An old man dressed in a French worker excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Li Changgeng's hands and asked, "Are you a Socialist?"

"To be precise, I am a member of the Chinese National Socialist Bauha Party!"

At this time, a person with a forward-throw hat-like scholar asked, "But I heard you are opposing the Russian Soviet Revolution with force."

"Wrong, what we armed against is not the Russian Soviets, but the Bolsheviks. When the Soviets were established, our autonomous government provided them with a large amount of financial and material assistance. We are happy to see the achievements and peace of the Soviets. However, after the election failed, the Bolsheviks carried out a bloody massacre on the Soviets. This was a betrayal and insult to international communism. They were not pure revolutionaries, but a club composed of a group of greedy and ambitious people. This would set the worst of the socialist revolution and the spirit of communism. Our country's socialist Workers' Party pursues the reasonable protection of interests of the working and peasant class and the fair competition of social wealth!"

After hearing Li Changgeng's words, the man with the forward hat-like scholar stepped forward and shook hands with Li Changgeng. "Hey respected Mr. Governor, I am Pierre Roland, the head of the French branch of Workers International!"

"Hello Mr. Pierre Roland, I'm very happy to see you." Li Changgeng smiled as he held Pierre Roland's hand.

In the background of a regular pile of rubble and tens of thousands of people, Li Changgeng shook hands with Pierre Roland by several reporters on camera.

Then, under the watch of a group of workers, the two discussed the workers' revolution, socialism, and communist thought. Li Changgeng's method and purpose were stronger, while Pierre talked about more ideals and spirits. Of course, the workers of Li Changgeng's speech were more willing to accept it, after all, the benefits gained are more practical.

Both of them spoke wonderfully, and there were always round applause. At this time, Ma Baoju and a group of subordinates of the Secret Service set up a big pot in the square, stewed potatoes and radishes and a little beef offal. The main food included bread and steamed buns steamed by Chinese workers.

Li Changgeng stopped talking to Pierre and said to him: "I'm hungry, and I think everyone is hungry too. Today I'll entertain everyone to have a big pot meal. Although this big pot meal is not delicious, it is a good way for us to survive the shortage of food."

At this time, a reporter asked: "Governor General, do the people under your rule also eat this kind of big pot rice?"

Li Changgeng felt that the female reporter had no malicious intentions and nodded, "Yes, from the second half of 1916 until before I came, the people of Heilongjiang have been eating big pot rice. This is not because Heilongjiang lacks food, but because most of the food is used for export. On the one hand, it supports the countries of the agreement, and on the other hand, it also uses these grains for industrial equipment. In our big pot rice, we are divided into three grades. First-class stoves are for children and pregnant women to eat, fully guarantee nutrition and food flavors. Second-class stoves are for mental workers, and can only ensure nutrition and appropriate subsidies for some fruits. Third-class stoves are for physical workers, mainly for calories. Food should be relatively simple."

"I wonder what kind of stove you are eating, Mr. Governor?" The female reporter seemed to be very persistent about this kind of problem.

Li Changgeng smiled honestly, "I belong to the second-class and third-class. From the perspective of government civil servants, I am a mental worker. But I checked most of the time below. There are only third-class stoves, so I have to eat third-class stoves. In general, I have to eat third-class stoves more time. My wife is a very kind and beautiful Oriental woman. She often leaves some of the fruits subsidized by second-class stoves until I come back. But I often come back ten days and half a month. It's okay in winter, but the fruits deteriorate very quickly in summer, but she is still so stubborn. We always face a pile of rotten fruits, and we can't laugh or cry."

Li Changgeng's narrative was very consistent with the French style, and he immediately narrowed his distance with the French people around him. "Your wife must be very beautiful, right?" Pierre asked.

"Of course, she is the most beautiful woman in my mind. This is her photo." As he said that, Li Changgeng took out his wallet from his pocket, opened it and looked at Qiao Mochou's photo, and then passed it to Pierre beside him. Pierre praised a few words, and then passed it to the female reporter. The female reporter looked at the photos and praised a few words, and then said: "Your wallet is very old, and it looks like it's been a while."

Li Changgeng took back his wallet from the female reporter and smiled embarrassedly: "Although it's very old, it contains a check of 20 million US dollars." After saying that, Li Changgeng carefully put the wallet in his pocket and looked carefully at the crowd around him. Li Changgeng's distrust did not arouse the disgust of the French people around him, but felt friendly. After all, a check of 20 million US dollars was beyond everyone's understanding!

Women's curiosity is the same all over the world, "Is this money yours? Why can't you eat fruits if you are so rich? As a governor, you should be very privileged!"

"The money is really my own. Haha, besides being a governor and a national socialist Baathist, I have to take responsibility everywhere. Privileges are more terrible than embezzlement and bribery, because privileges have no bottom line! Just like the Bolsheviks in the Soviet Union, they are competing to publicize women. Of course, publicized women are not something that anyone can enjoy, only those with privileges. This policy, which seems to be under the banner of communism, is actually the result of serious distortion by those ambitious people, and is an unfairness that transcends the moral bottom line of human beings.

Big pot rice in Heilongjiang will not last forever. After we overcome the difficulty of food shortage, we will let two or three types of big pot rice return to the family. Reasonable waste will promote the social economy. But big pot rice will retain the first type of stove for children and pregnant women. Every child born in Heilongjiang is fair from the day of birth."

Applause, the long-lasting applause, Li Changgeng's words were constantly circulated by the crowd. The Chinese workers who signed the agreement to go to Heilongjiang felt that their lives suddenly brightened when they heard Li Changgeng's speech. I don't know who shouted, Long live Governor Li! At first, the whole square shouted Chinese, Long live Governor Li!

Li Changgeng climbed up to a high place and put his fist on his left chest with his right hand, then lifted it forward forty-five degrees, shouting in Chinese, "Long live the Chinese people!" "Long live the French people!" "Long live socialism!" "Long live the peace!"

With the sound of shocking slogans, more than 30,000 to 40,000 French people gathered on the street, and the number of Marseille sounded over the street. Many new French people who arrived were infected by the group effect. Pierre hurriedly found his party members and began to maintain order, and like the Chinese, they set up big pot rice and guided workers to clean up the ruins. The rally was consciously guided and operated in an orderly manner. Li Changgeng's speech and stories were transmitted among the crowds of the rally. Big pot rice, five insurances and one fund system, common prosperity, these terms were rooted in the hearts of the French.

Crimson, who was having a meeting with British Prime Minister in the Louvre, heard the singing and slogans outside, and was so angry that he was so angry that he was running for the president of France, "Is he going to run for the president of France? This dangerous rally must be dissolved immediately." As soon as Crimson finished speaking, his secretary came to him and whispered, "President Raymond wants to meet Li Changgeng!"

Crimson glanced at Prime Minister George and said disgustedly: "He won, didn't he?"

"It seems we underestimated the capabilities of this Far East politician!"

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