Since you don't understand my question, I'll change to another one. You just said that the terrorist organization 'Islamic State' has been defeated! The people of the world rejoiced at the victory in the war in Syria. I want to know, where are the Syrians rejoicing? "
Without waiting for the press spokesperson to speak, Bai Xiaonian continued, "Seeing their homes in a state of devastation and ruins, with public facilities and private property suffering devastating attacks, infrastructure almost completely destroyed, and the economy as a whole coming to a complete halt …"
Bai Xiaonian lowered her head and found a set of data from her pile of documents, then raised her hand. "I have a set of data released by the relevant United Nations agencies in August 2018. This data shows that in the past few years of war, Syria's economic losses have reached 400 billion US dollars, and at least 400,000 Syrians have died in the war …"
"It's also because of the war that Syria's inflation rate has reached 20%, and the price of wheat has increased by 30%. A total of 30% of Syrian families are living below the poverty line! 11% of Syria's total population, which is two million Syrians, have long fallen into extreme poverty. "
It was as if Bai Xiaonian had memorized this information by heart, and she easily reported it without any effort.
"So, do you think … that they will also rejoice with the people of the world after the US President announces that Islamic State has been defeated?"
The spokesperson licked his lips and sorted out his article. After drinking a mouthful of water, he calmed himself down. Before he could reply, he heard Bai Xiaonian speak again …
"'Islamic State' doesn't have the support of the people, and they're being hunted down by the self-proclaimed number one superpower, the US. Why haven't they been eliminated after so many years? Is it like what the Russian Prime Minister said, that the US is secretly supporting ISIS?"
The spokesperson frowned. "The US is the country that has put in the most effort in eliminating Islamic State. We don't accept such slanderous remarks!"
"I have another set of data here …"
Bai Xiaonian listed the equipment used by known terrorists over the years. Most of it came from the US arms dealers, and coincidentally, these arms dealers had provided a lot of support to the current president during the US presidential election. There were some things that Bai Xiaonian didn't even need to say, and the spokesperson was already sweating profusely, not knowing how to reply.
"Then, may I ask, is the US participating in the war in Syria to create benefits for your country's arms dealers and drag the Syrians into the flames of war, or is it really just to eliminate ISIS? France said that ISIS wasn't completely wiped out and would make a comeback. Since the US said that ISIS was completely wiped out, would ISIS make a comeback?! If ISIS were to make a comeback, did it mean that the US government's announcement of withdrawal from Syria was because they had already achieved fragmentation of the Middle East, controlled the oil production areas, and controlled the price of oil, so there was no need for them to stay in Syria?! It's also to give ISIS a chance to survive so that your country's arms dealers can continue to benefit from it in the future?! "
Lin Nuan couldn't help but smile as she watched Bai Xiaonian, who appeared calm and composed on the TV program, forcing the US spokesperson into a state of speechlessness …
Everyone in the restaurant held their breaths as they watched Bai Xiaonian on the TV screen. Listening to Bai Xiaonian's standard American English accent, it was as if Bai Xiaonian was the only one left at the press conference. She seemed to be shining brightly.
Miss Xia even felt that Bai Xiaonian, who had gone to America, had been reborn. She had never thought that there would be a day when Bai Xiaonian could be so calm and overbearing. That feeling … made one feel exhilarated and elated.
Lin Nuan returned to her senses and sat down next to Tuan Tuan, reaching out to stroke his hair. "Let's eat!"
Lin Nuan believed that on the path that Bai Xiaonian wanted to take, she would get better and more outstanding. It was because she wasn't supposed to be an ordinary person to begin with.
Bai Xiaonian shot to fame at that press conference …
That night, Lin Nuan received a call from Bai Xiaonian, saying that she had received an invitation from an American TV station. They wanted to invite Bai Xiaonian over to do a discussion about the current trade war between China and America, but she didn't know if she should accept it.
Lin Nuan didn't directly answer Bai Xiaonian's question. She only told her about the reaction of the production crew in the restaurant when they saw the scene of Bai Xiaonian interrogating the US spokesperson …
Bai Xiaonian was silent for a moment, then hung up after asking about Lin Nuan's recent situation.
Holding onto her phone, Lin Nuan couldn't resist dialing Fu Huai 'an's number. His phone was still turned off!
Lin Nuan sighed and turned to see Tuan Tuan, who was sitting on the bed, looking at her anxiously …
She shook her head. "I still can't get through to Papa's phone. Perhaps he's still busy. When he's done, he'll definitely call me back!"
Tuan Tuan really missed Fu Huai 'an very much. His eyes were a little red, but he still nodded bravely and perked up, holding back his tears. When Lin Nuan went to the bathroom, Tuan Tuan secretly wiped his tears with the corner of the blanket, then pretended that nothing had happened and sat obediently on the bed.
Lin Nuan returned and made Tuan Tuan some warm milk before bedtime.
Tuan Tuan looked at Lin Nuan's back view, wanting to be obedient so that Lin Nuan wouldn't worry about him. Hence, he slid down from the bed and bounced to Lin Nuan's back in his Captain America slippers …
Lin Nuan turned around with the glass of milk in her hand and saw Tuan Tuan looking up at her. She smiled and asked, "Do you want some milk?"
Tuan Tuan nodded, then stood on his tiptoes and raised the glass of milk high up. He gulped it down in one go, then returned the glass to Lin Nuan.
Lin Nuan bent over and stroked Tuan Tuan's head. "Wait for Mama on the bed. Mama will come over to read you a bedtime story after washing the glass …"
"Okay …" Tuan Tuan's voice was soft and pleasant to the ears.
…
Fu Huai 'an indeed didn't have the time to pay attention to the storm on Weibo.
Even Little Lu, who was by Fu Huai 'an's side, didn't have the time to pay attention to what was happening in the country.
"Sir …" Little Lu had already printed out the blueprint of the prison and quickly walked over to hand it to Fu Huai 'an.
Little Lu was wearing the same shirt he wore when he left Haicheng that day. His sleeves were casually rolled up to his elbows, and he looked a little sloppy. There was even stubble on his chin.
Fu Huai 'an nodded and spread it out on the table. He pressed the glass against a corner of the blueprint and looked at it seriously with a frown. He pressed one hand against the table and looked at it for a long time, then used a pencil and ruler to calculate and draw on the blueprint.
After coming up with the number, Fu Huai 'an turned around and leaned against the edge of the table, looking at the wall that was covered in the notes he had drawn on. His deep-set eyes were half-closed, and his expression was unfathomable …
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