Huang Wanxia's face turned red. Even the students-like indigenous girls behind her felt that the atmosphere was a little unkind, and subconsciously hid behind the principal.

Huang Wanxia didn't know why Fang Dong and Wu Haoran were targeting her like this. What did it have to do with her asking the chief executive? Could it be that her suggestions made them spend money in disguise?

She didn't know that the focus of the conflict was not money. For Fang Dong and Wu Haoran's family, millions of silver dollars were simply drizzle. What Huang Wanxia hates the most now is the time to steal time and communicate with the head of state.

Look at the pocket watch, it is already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. At dawn, the head of state will definitely leave no matter what big things happen. In other words, there is not much time left to report work to the head of state alone.

The Chinese clan is already a very huge force at this moment. It is so difficult for civil and military officials at all levels to meet the head of state. What is even more difficult is to let the head of state remember it, so that Xiao Letian can remember the name. This is an opportunity and good fate to jump the dragon gate in the future. God knows when the opportunity will come. If the head of state mentions his name casually, his career will naturally soar like a hot air balloon.

It’s not just for one’s own benefit, but the Chinese people’s plate is too big. If they can enter the sixth and eighteenth rank system, then a century-old family will be formed, which is a great benefit to the family.

Fang Dong and Wu Haoran exchanged their lives for this opportunity. They could have talked with the head of state for one night, but who would have thought that Huang Wanxia, ​​a bitch, had a slut, had a slut in the middle of the way. Isn’t this trying to share my favor with me?

Money is a small matter, and the favor of the head of state is a big matter! This is the core source of hostility.

Unfortunately, Huang Wanxia didn't understand the twists and turns in this. She just foolishly thought that her words and deeds had touched the interests of these local families. She thought that these two people were reluctant to give up their money.

Gritting his teeth and cruelly Huang Wanxia's heart was twisted up. She glared at the two of them fiercely and then shouted to Xiao Letian, "Head of State, I still have advice! Not only education, I also have opinions on the rights of women in Borneo!"

Hi... The faces of the people in the military tent are much stranger now. Even Wang Huaiyuan, Luo Huo and others who were listening frowned, thinking that this woman doesn't understand the truth! How many military and national affairs need to be dealt with? Why did the cold-blooded child raise any problems with women?

Wu Hao's face turned pale, "Principal Huang! It's now the military parliament. The head of state is discussing the matters of war and post-war recovery. Don't say anything irrelevant... where is this all!"

After all, I didn't expect that Huang Wanxia would pretend to be gentle in her daily life, but this woman was full of power in her heart and could definitely take it at critical moments.

"Haha... the second son of the Wu family, the eldest son of the Fang family... There is no such thing as the little surname in your eyes? Do you think what I said is irrelevant? But I think what I said is the source of chaos in the entire Borneo!"

"Why did the indigenous people's counterattack against us this time have such a huge sensation? Is the root cause really the greed of the indigenous people? Is it really the instigation of those indigenous kings and other forces? Do you have no original sin in you!"

This sentence stabbed the hornet's nest. Fang Dong's eyes stood up when he heard this, "Huang Wanxia! You must be responsible for your words! What is our original sin? I left my family to study at the age of 18. I have been obedient to the public and law-abiding all these years. Why do you think we are so ruthless?"

"That's it!" Wu Haoran was also so angry that his hands trembled. "For this war, twenty-four direct relatives died in our Wu family! We shed so much blood, and in your eyes have they become sins? What are the original sins? Where is the original sin?"

The scene suddenly got out of control. Several indigenous girls hid behind Huang Wanxia in fear and shivered. Perhaps these poor girls like little beasts inspired women's natural desire to protect themselves, so Huang Wanxia took the initiative.

"You don't have original sin? Bah...a group of shameless human traffickers, you have such a big face!"

A sentence made all the outsiders such as Xiao Letian stunned. They looked at each other and said that there was something hidden in this that we didn’t know?

"Huang Wanxia, ​​say... Say slowly, don't worry, I'll pour you a glass of water!" Wang Huaiyuan spoke at the critical moment, and the old spy leader's cold voice came out, and Fang Dong and Wu Haoran suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped by two degrees.

Huang Wanxia looked at the uncle she didn't know thankfully, and she took two deep breaths, "First of the People's Republic of China! This indigenous riot is not only economic reasons, but also the greed and stupidity of the people... In fact, they are also taking revenge!"

From Huang Wanxia's mouth, a shocking secret was paid to the water.

Borneo is generally divided into two factions: early Chinese immigrants and emerging Chinese immigrants. Early Chinese immigrants have reached a certain balance in population, especially in terms of the male-female ratio.

But this is not the case for emerging Chinese immigrants. Many veterans of the Heavenly Kingdom, late landless refugees, as well as ambitious businessmen and adventurers, formed the emerging force in the development of Nanyang.

From the coast of China, countless cargo ships pulled these dream-filled Chinese people to the Southeast Asian Sea, and 90% of these people were men, and only 10% were women.

This has led to a big problem. Millions of men cannot find wives, and the number of them is increasing, which has become a serious social problem.

In Nanyang, girls from their motherland are simply golden phoenixes. They are not rich families who can't marry each other. The price of bride prices has risen year by year to the point where ordinary people dare not even think about it.

People dare to do anything when they are too impatient. Han women really can't afford to marry them. What should we do? People can only turn their attention to the native Borneo girls.

In fact, to be fair, women in Borneo are not ugly. Their genetic genes are originally from Asia, and they look very close to Chinese people, so people can accept them.

But the cultural differences are too great. If you find native women in brothels to release troubles, it is just a matter of dewy love, and it doesn’t matter if you can’t understand the language.

But what should I do if I marry her? I can’t even cook, and this is a big problem. Sometimes, because I’m not used to living, there will be a family civil war. The wild indigenous women dare to fight with men when they pick up a knife. This life is really depressing.

Until the end, a bad habit of the Qing Dynasty quietly appeared in the reclamation area, which was the child bride system!

"Head of the People's Republic of China! Do you know that all the indigenous girls in my school were sent by these Han families. They just treated these girls as child brides and as goods for training!"

"And in the past two years, trafficking indigenous children has formed an industry!"
Chapter completed!