The strongest peasant city

Chapter 1851 Crazy at the end!
But when the Huaxia people appeared, everything changed drastically.The data changed almost every day in a direction that was unfavorable to Harding, as if there was an invisible hand manipulating the data in secret.How powerful is it to be able to manipulate data at will?Nadal couldn't help trembling a few times.

"Chinese people from the mysterious east, what kind of people are you?" Nadal asked himself over and over again in his heart, he was eager to find out the answer, but in the end he was lost in the fog.

Nadal is a smart person. The reason why he is said to be smart is that he is not only good at summing up experience and lessons from his own failures, but also good at seeking truth from the failures of others.This time, from Harding's failure, he also found one thing, that is - never provoke the Chinese people! "Director! Our ratings have risen to 60.00%!" A high-pitched voice sounded in the studio.With the broadcast of the '6 o minutes, the ratings have been rising continuously, and up to now, it has reached a terrifying figure of 60.00%, which was never achieved by any TV station before.

"Do you want to report it to the president? Ask him to give us a bonus? Hehe!" Another voice followed.

"If you want to be scolded, just report to him!" Qiao said in a deep voice.

"Being scolded?" Everyone couldn't understand, and they all turned to look at Joe.

Joe sneered, and said: "Now that we have such good material, the ratings reached 60.00%, don't you feel ashamed? Let me tell you, if the ratings of today's program can't reach 90.00%, what we have done Everything, even if you have failed!"

"90.00%? God!" There were screams in the studio hall.

Qiao glanced coldly, and shouted: "Don't hurry up to work? Don't you want to join me in creating the next M country, no! Is it a legend in the world's ratings?"

As soon as Qiao said this, everyone's minds were immediately lifted. No one in the television industry does not want to be famous or become a legend, and people worship him. They just suffer from not having such an opportunity.Now that the opportunity has come, it would be a pity if it was wasted like this!There was a surge of enthusiasm in the studio.

Harding's office.

Although there was cold beer on the fire, Harding felt more and more restless in his heart. A strong ominous premonition enveloped him, making him feel suffocated.

"What's going on here?" Harding muttered to himself, frowning. "Could it be the TV station?" Harding's heart trembled suddenly, he hurriedly picked up the phone on the table, and dialed Levins' number.

As a result, there was a notification sound that the other party had shut down.At this moment, Harding's heart was churning up and down as if he had been thrown into a boiling oil pan.

Having worked with Levins for so many years, Harding is well aware of Levins' work style. He has always been switched on 24 hours a day, so that he can be contacted at any time.Shutting down is definitely a groundbreaking experience.This seemed to be an ominous signal, which sounded the alarm in Harding's heart.

Harding grabbed the phone with trembling hands, and dialed Levins' home phone number, but it still didn't work.Harding was extremely annoyed, smashed the phone into pieces, and shouted hysterically, "Come on, come on!"

After a while of footsteps, the man who was holding the beer for Harding appeared in front of him with a look of panic. "Quick! I want to watch TV! You fix my TV right away, quick!"

Looking at the huge LCD TV in the office that was full of holes that Harding smashed, the man was about to cry. Can this TV still be repaired? "What are you still doing stupidly? Fix the TV for me!" Harding yelled angrily as he kicked the man somersaulted.

"Mr. President, there is one in the study, why don't you go there and have a look." The man was gasped by Harding, not daring to talk nonsense, holding back the pain, and tremblingly said.

"Trash!" Harding pushed him staggeringly, and walked quickly to the study.Behind him, the man cast a look full of resentment at him...

In the study, Harding couldn't wait to turn on the TV.On the TV, the beautiful and generous female anchor is talking about Harding's various evil deeds in fluent and pleasant English, and replays Harding's atrocities against Lucy from time to time.Seeing this, Harding was furious, and his face turned into a liver color.

"Bastard! Bastard!" Harding swung his chair and slammed it hard on the TV. Amidst a burst of clattering noises, a good TV turned into a pile of junk again.

"Nadal, Levins! You two bastards, how dare you betray me! I will kill all of you!" Harding completely lost his mind, like a wild animal trapped in a cage, He paced up and down the room, appearing restless.

"Mr. President, what's the matter?" Hearing the noise in the study, two bodyguards in black rushed in a few steps, and asked cautiously while guarding.

"Go! I order you to execute Levins and Nadal! Immediately!" Harding roared wildly.

"What?" The two bodyguards were stunned, never dreaming that the president would send them to kill people.

"Are you deaf or stupid? Didn't you understand me, I want you to kill Nadal and Levins, go now!" Harding's eyes were red, like a beast.

The two bodyguards looked at each other, neither of them knew what to do, they stood there motionless.

"Damn it!" Seeing this, Harding became even more furious. He rushed forward like lightning, pulled out a pistol from a bodyguard's waist, and pointed it at them.

"Mr. President, what are you going to do!?" The two bodyguards were shocked and shouted in unison.

"You two bastards! On weekdays, I take good care of you, give you food, give you clothes, and let you live a beautiful life, but now, you see that I can't be the president, so you betray me and abandon me , a bunch of ungrateful things! Say, why are you doing this? What did I, Harding, do to you?"

"Mr. President, you must stay calm and put down the gun first, everything is easy to talk about!" Seeing that Harding was completely crazy, the two bodyguards were terrified, with sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"You still want to lie to me, go to hell!" After saying that, he pulled the trigger suddenly, only to hear two gunshots, and the blood of the two bodyguards' chests immediately spattered, and they fell into a pool of blood with innocent faces.

Harding woke up immediately after the gunshot, but it was too late.Seeing that the pistol in his hand was still emitting green smoke, while the two bodyguards were no longer breathing, Harding's expression changed, and he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. "Mr. President, it's not good, it's not good!" Amidst shouts of anxiety and panic, the man who was kicked by Harding rushed in quickly.As soon as he saw the two corpses lying on the ground, he immediately stopped shouting, took a few steps back in panic, and looked at Harding with great astonishment.

Harding suddenly woke up, and hurriedly threw the pistol far away, saying repeatedly: "I didn't kill it, I really didn't kill it, trust me, trust me!"

In this situation, unless the man is an idiot, he will believe Harding.However, Harding was already crazy now, and he was very afraid that Harding would turn his back on him, and finally killed him along with him.Although he was afraid in his heart, the man said firmly on his face, "Of course, of course I believe in you, Mr. President. How could you kill someone?"

"Thank you! Thank you for trusting me. You really deserve to be my most loyal subordinate! Don't worry, as long as you help me get through this difficult time, I will definitely reward you heavily and make you the one who calls the wind and rain!" Harding's eyes lit up, as if he saw a savior, he held the man's hand tightly and said repeatedly.But he didn't notice the sneer and sarcasm deep in the man's eyes.

"Mr. President, a large crowd of demonstrators gathered outside, you should go and have a look first.

"Demonstrations? Why are they demonstrating? Isn't it good for me to be president? Why do they want to do this?" Harding roared. "Go, go, tell them to get out of here, get out of here! Go!

"Mr. President, they don't listen to me, so you should go.

"Trash! They're all trash!" Harding roared, baring his teeth and claws as if he wanted to eat the man alive.

The man was thinking about how to get out of here, so as not to be shot by Harding like the two bodyguards.A burst of footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.

"Mr. Harding, are you inside?" A rough voice sounded from outside the door.Then, the door was pushed open.Several heavily armed policemen appeared in front of Harding and the man.The leader, whom Harding knew, was Hude, the head of the M country police.He used to be Harding's follower, but now I'm afraid something has changed, because now his face is serious and upright, not at all the flattering and flattering face he used to be.

"Hugh! You came at the right time. Hurry up and help me arrest all those troublemakers outside and put them in jail!" Harding seemed to see a savior, and he grabbed Hugh's hand and said repeatedly.

Hude snorted coldly and didn't speak. He glanced around and saw the two cold corpses on the ground. He frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Harding, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)