"Long-term smoking can easily lead to cancer, emphysema, chronic bronchitis, heart disease, peptic ulcers and other diseases, and it is not conducive to other people's health.

According to statistics from the World Health Organization, about 3 million people die of smoking every year in the world, and 1 person dies of smoking every 10 seconds... Tobacco harms are one of the most serious public health problems in the world. Smoking and second-hand smoke seriously endanger human health! Smoking quitting and controlling smoking have become the top priority for every country's health security!"

Lu Weiwei did a lot of homework and almost checked all the harms that smoking could cause.

"Smoking is harmful to health." Lin Chen nodded, "This is Edison's famous saying, the latter sentence is, but it is beneficial to the country."

Lu Weiwei replied seriously: "I know that the tobacco industry has brought huge taxes to the country, but tobacco does seriously endanger the health of the people. Fiscal taxes should not be obtained at the expense of national health!"

Lin Chen thought for a while and asked her: "Do you know the huge taxes, do you know how much is?"

The deer was slightly stunned.

"You listed a lot of data before, for example, 3 million people died of smoking... For example, 1 person died of smoking every 10 seconds. Listing data is a good way to remember it deeply, but you should also understand the data of your opponent."

Lu frowned slightly: "But...what even if you know the specific amount? Can you ignore the lives and health of the people if the amount is huge?"

"Last year, the tobacco industry paid a tax amount of one trillion yuan." Lin Chen was not too slow, "Just talking about one trillion yuan may not have any concept. Let's put it this way, tobacco taxes are even more than those in the electricity, automobiles, mining and other industries.

The well-known three major chaebols of Huaya are not worth mentioning in the face of the income-generating capabilities of the tobacco industry. These taxes are used for national military defense, public construction, and social security and medical care, and can be said to have made great contributions."

"It generates income for the country, but it harms the lives and health of the people!" Lu Weiwei said unwillingly, "There are 300 million smokers in our country, and 740 million suffer from second-hand smoke damage. The death toll-related diseases every year exceeds 1 million! It is equivalent to the number of deaths caused by smoking every day exceeding 2,740 people every day! And this data is still increasing year by year!

If a killer kills 1 million people a year, shouldn’t we stop it? Shouldn’t we do something?!”

"Very good, 1 million." Lin Chen nodded slightly, with a calm expression. "If these 1 million people survive, the pension and social security they need will be astronomical, and the pressure on national fiscal expenditure can be imagined."

Lu Weiwei was stunned: "Is there no money in life important?"

"Human life is of course important. But you have to know that when smoke really hurts people, it is already a person's twilight years.

At this time, people have retired and no longer generate value for the country, but are absorbing the welfare of the country. For the country, these people are burdens."

Lin Chen looked into the distance and said in a faint tone, "So, smokers are great. When they were young, they paid taxes, died early when they were old, and left their pensions to others. These resources were used by the state for social security and medical care, saving more lives."

Lu opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly the words were exhausted...

She was originally prepared very well, with a lot of illustrations and a lot of data, but now, her preparations seem to have suddenly turned into drizzle and were powerless.

The debate topics are open-minded and she shouldn't be surrounded and entered a dead end. There must be an exit and there must be a way to turn the tables.

But where?

Where is the direction? Where is the way out?

Lu Weiwei bit her lip silently, feeling depressed.

"Why did you look like this?" Lin Chen asked with a smile.

"Nothing." Lu Weiwei said in a depressed mood, "I just feel that I am still too young."

Lin Chen raised her chin, stroked her bitten lips gently, and smiled, "It's quite tender, soft and elastic."

"..." Lu Weiwei glared at him fiercely!

Teasing me again!
Chapter completed!