With the overwhelming poster offensive and spontaneous rumors from the public, the weekend finally came. Starting from around 6 a.m., one container truck after another came to the surroundings of the newly renovated Sigma Building. The entire building was re-cleaned in just a few days. Although it seemed a bit shabby, the messy graffiti on the walls were completely invisible. Different styles, T-shirts of different sizes were taken off the car by staff, neatly placed on one side, and dozens of mobile dining trucks were parked on the other side, and the dining trucks were also filled with simple tables and chairs.

There is also a large rostrum in the square in front of the Sigma Building, and all kinds of audio equipment are arranged neatly. Countless people are busy in this square, thriving like the rising sun.

The protagonist of this huge rally was nervously preparing in the backstage, muttering, and looking at the manuscripts in his hand from time to time. Snake, a slender big hand slapped his shoulder, scaring him to tremble, and turned around with an angry look on his face and was about to start scolding. Seeing the person behind him, the father immediately nodded and bowed with a charming smile: "Mr. Li, why did you come here so early?"

Li Rao looked at his father with interest, smiled and said, "It's nothing to do anyway, come and see the preparations. Why haven't you recited them yet?" "No, no, I've recited them." Dad smiled awkwardly, "I'm just a little nervous, afraid of a leak in a while." "Haha, come on." Li hugged his father to the window, let him look at the black people who came to the square in groups below, and said to him, "Look at them, you have been in the United States for more than ten years and have been in contact with them. I think you know them better than others. Are they really that bad? Is it really hopeless? I think every race has its advantages and disadvantages, but no one gives them the chance to show their own advantages. And you are different, you

Understand them, do not discriminate against them, and do not lead them to fight for any rights like those so-called human rights fighters. You are just giving them a chance, an opportunity to live a little better and happier. You have been working in our sects over the years and should fully understand our doctrines. These doctrines may not make them rich, but can’t they let them get rid of their current life? And I think you have the talent to get along with these people, which is talent. Now, with such an opportunity to show your talent, don’t you want to stand on a higher stage? This is not only their opportunity, but also yours."

As Li said, Dad's eyes became firm, and the speech in his hand was also crumpled into a ball of waste paper by him. He looked at the black people below and nodded: "Yes, Mr. Li, I understand, you are right. This is their opportunity, and it is mine. We should all have the right and opportunity to pursue a better life." Dad turned his head and looked at Li with a hot gaze, "Thank you sincerely, Mr. Li, you are our guide."

Li smiled and shook his head: "I am just your guide, and you will become their guide. This is your glory. Go, today is your glory."

As time went by, gradually, more and more people were in the square. A white fat policeman hurried to the second floor while wiping the sweat from his forehead and came to Li: "Hu, Huhu, Mr. Li, there are too many people coming. We don't have enough staff. It's very dangerous here. You'd better leave first." He cursed in his heart. These rich bastards are having a gathering in this evil place for nothing. These niggers may make trouble at any time. After whispering in their hearts, the fat man couldn't stop glancing at Jessica who was snuggling beside Li. The lustful eyes made her frown and quietly bounced a stream of powder on him.

Li looked at the two gangs of black men with old grudges in the crowd and started to fight, while the police next to him only dared to look from a distance and did not dare to step forward. He smiled and didn't look at the fat man, and said lightly: "It's okay, Chief Blake, just stay around with your people. As for the security at the scene, my security guards will maintain it well. Fat Blake was stunned for a moment, and his eyes couldn't help but look downstairs. At the scene of the conflict below, several strong men in the same style of clothing walked through the crowd watching the fun next to him and came to the battle situation, knocking the troublemaker unconsciously and dragging them out of the field. The fierce style of the black people immediately calmed down the scene. The black people were not stupid. They knew at a glance that these people were not government people and acted unscrupulously. At this time, they would be looking for death if they made trouble again.

Sheriff Blake swallowed and spitted. Looking at the black and white Yin-Yang fish signs on the security guards, he immediately understood Li and the others' identities. He muttered a few words, and quietly walked downstairs to instruct his subordinates.

Finally, the time came, and my father sorted out his suit and walked onto the rostrum. Cleared his throat, and he started a speech that changed his life in his microphone with his thick voice. "Gentlemen, ladies, good morning. First of all, I will introduce myself. My name is Derek. Day. You can call me Derek. Some friends may know me. Here I want to apologize to my friends who know me. When I came to the United States, my English was not very good, so I told everyone that I called it 'Dad'. In fact, this word means father in Chinese. I am very sorry. You have called this name for me for a long time. Although I feel very happy, you should not call me that."
Chapter completed!