The Super Universe Leveling Game

He thought about it in his mind. He didn't know this Gan Ling, so he definitely didn't offend her. He didn't understand why she had such a strong hostility.    

"Of course not. Everyone has the right to be interviewed and the right to refuse. However, I personally prefer Mr Dongfang to give me a chance. Perhaps there will be an unexpected surprise," Gan Ling said.    

"I hope it's not a scare. Hehe, I'm just kidding. Please ask, Reporter Gan." Dongfang Qingyu signaled the security guards not to come up. He could ignore or even chase away the others, but the journalist was different. His background was too deep. It was better not to offend him.    

"Then we can begin. The first question, the general employment difficulty this year, everyone's income declining. Under such circumstances, Mr Dongfang organized a new Landlord game and emptied the last copper coin in his pocket. In this way, is it encouraging everyone to be a pleasurable person?" Gan Ling's question was very sharp.    

"I don't think so. The purpose of organizing a new Landlord is very simple. The snowstorm blocked the road, so everyone was unable to go out. They were bored at home, so I thought of organizing a new Landlord. If 1 silver coin is considered a pleasurable idea, I think it's worth it." Dongfang Qingyu thought for a moment and decided to say her original intention. It was originally the same, so there was nothing to hide.    

"One silver coin may not be much in Mr Dongfang's eyes, but to some people, one silver coin may be the last straw that breaks the camel's back. Moreover, one silver coin may not be much for one person, but what about one hundred million people? What about five hundred million people?" Gan Ling's second question was even more sharp, and it could even be said to be a difficult question.    

"I think that journalist Gan's question is very good. If one silver coin becomes the last straw that breaks the camel's back, it is obvious that this is not my problem, nor is it the new game of Fight the Landlord. Because any matter can be the last straw. Actually, I also want to ask this question, but I don't know who to ask. As for journalist Gan, you said that there are a lot of people who lost, but I don't know if you have read the rules carefully. The people who obtain points can use the points to exchange for one silver coin from the ticket." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"Mr Dongfang, do you know how many people lost so much that they were bankrupt?" Gan Ling asked.    

"One silver coin is enough to bankrupt them? Although our country is still a developing country, it doesn't seem to be so weak, right?" Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"What about the Treasure Gathering Pot? How should I explain it?" Gan Ling's eyes were sharp, and she asked questions very quickly, not giving Dongfang Qingyu any time to think.    

"Is the owner of the Treasure Gathering Pot me?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"If there was no new Landlord, would there be the Treasure Gathering Board?" Gan Ling asked.    

"I don't agree with your point of view. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to do anything. Causes and effects exist. If we didn't build cars, there would be no car accidents. If we didn't have children, there would be no adoption, no trafficking, no crime. Shouldn't it be the fault of the wrong party?" Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"Mr Dongfang, don't change the meaning of the word. The child is disobedient, and the parents have no responsibility? The child's academic performance is poor. Are you blaming the child or the teacher?" Gan Ling asked.    

"Ms Gan, you asked me not to change the meaning of the word. I think Ms Gan is the one who is changing the meaning of the word. I am the one who produces knives, but the criminal killed someone. The criminal should be held accountable, not the producer of knives," Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"Let's not bother about this problem. Otherwise, we won't be able to finish talking until the sky turns dark. Mr Dongfang, do you want to watch the news? Do you know about the flood in Shang Rao?" Gan Ling asked.    

"It is a shocking sight!" Dongfang Qingyu nodded and expressed his concern.    

"Mr Dongfang, have you ever thought that if the money used to host the new Landlord Competition was used to help the victims, it would be more meaningful? As a responsible entrepreneur, have you ever thought about this problem?" Gan Ling questioned.    

"How much do you know about me?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"Mr Dongfang's gaming skills are very strong and very rich." Gan Ling frowned, not understanding the meaning of Dongfang Qingyu's question.    

"I don't want to brag about how great I am, but I have some conscience. Over the years, I have donated billions of yuan to various disasters. If Reporter Gan has the heart, you can find it on the internet. I saw the news of the flood in Shang Rao a little late, but I also sent someone to donate 500 million yesterday. I wonder if there are any other questions?" Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"What I mean is that if Mr Dongfang doesn't hold the new Landlord game, the money saved can be used to help more people who need help." Gan Ling was stunned for a few seconds. She believed that Dongfang Qingyu was telling the truth. In front of so many people, Dongfang Qingyu did not dare to lie, and it was useless to lie, because it could be found out. However, she was not willing to let Dongfang Qingyu go like this.    

"Why do you think the people who participate in the new Landlord game are here for?" Dongfang Qingyu did not wait for Gan Ling to answer and turned to ask the six contestants.    

"For money." The six contestants' answers were surprisingly unified.    

"All the people who participate in the new Landlord are here for money. They need money and help. The real rich people won't participate in the new Landlord. They have a lot of entertainment methods. The disaster victims need help, but how can the other people's lives be better? The bonus I give may not be enough to let the contestants live without working, but it can at least improve their lives. How can it be so unbearable in the eyes of Reporter Gan?" Dongfang Qingyu stared at Gan Ling.    

"New Landlord is a form of gambling. It is illegal. Mr Dongfang should not have spread such a bad social atmosphere from the very beginning. Everyone thinks that New Landlord can earn money and work earnestly." Gan Ling questioned.    

"I have spread a bad social atmosphere, which means that my mentality is not high. I donated 500 million yuan this time. Journalist Gan's mentality must be far above mine. I wonder how much you donated?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"I am just a journalist. My salary is not as much as yours." Gan Ling was obviously panicking.    

"How much did you donate?" Dongfang Qingyu asked again.    

"Everyone's wealth is different. Mr Dongfang, you are an entrepreneur. Your wealth is greater than mine. I can't take out 500 million yuan." Gan Ling said.    

"I know. I asked you to donate 500 million yuan. I will ask you how much you donated." Dongfang Qingyu stared at Gan Ling. Gan Ling opened her mouth, but she did not know how to answer.    

"Is there any more questions from you?" Dongfang Qingyu chuckled. From Gan Ling's expression, she knew the answer. The six winners on the stage turned around, and the audience and reporters below the stage also saw it.    

Gan Ling did not donate any money.    

Gan Ling could not stand the strange gaze. She hurriedly said that the interview was over and ran away.    

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