Several reporters from Chengnan TV station, carrying cameras, saw the row of trucks bearing the "True Dragon Society" logo approaching. They immediately exchanged glances, tacitly adjusted their equipment, and prepared to rush up and conduct interviews as soon as possible.
Indeed, this on-site interview was also a "show" arranged by Ryuzaki Makoto.
However, this casino project was a development proposal that was formally passed by the Toaru City Council, representing the will of the government.
Even if Ryuzaki Makoto gave them exclusive first-hand information in advance, major television stations in other places would not be willing to get involved in this political mess for such a small amount of news.
Currently, everyone is still observing and waiting.
This demonstrates Ryuzaki's foresight.
He had already bribed several private news media outlets in the city of Huyaliu to act as his mouthpiece.
These private news media outlets are not afraid of any official pressure.
After all, they were reporting the facts.
Even if the authorities suppress the station and shut it down afterward, they can simply rebrand it, register a new company, and start operating again.
Ryuzaki Makoto was the first to get out of the passenger seat of the first truck.
Today he wore a black, bespoke suit without a tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt were casually undone, giving him a composed yet dashing appearance.
After getting off the bus, Ryuzaki Makoto picked up a megaphone and walked up to the group of displaced, desperate residents of the nameless street, shouting in a loud voice.
"Fellow villagers, do not panic! I, Ryuzaki Shin, have arrived! We have brought ample supplies, as well as tents to keep you safe from the wind and rain! On behalf of the Shinryu Group, I assure you that we will ensure your basic living needs are met and that you will not go hungry or cold!"
As soon as Ryuzaki Makoto finished speaking, the rear doors of more than a dozen trucks all opened with a "whoosh".
A group of True Dragon Society members dressed in black uniforms jumped off the vehicle with practiced ease. They quickly unloaded the supplies, set up tents, and distributed food and water in an orderly manner.
Just then, several more large mobile food trucks drove up and stopped by the street.
The food truck door opened, and Naomi and Ichigo's crazy girlfriends all arrived.
Before Ryuzaki Makoto arrived, he had already informed them that coming here to make an appearance would only bring benefits and no harm.
After Ryuzaki Makoto had everything arranged, the reporters immediately surrounded him, pointing their microphones and cameras at him.
"Excuse me, sir, who are you? Why are you providing free assistance to these homeless people?"
Ryuzaki Makoto faced the camera with a compassionate expression and spoke righteously.
"My name is Ryuzaki Makoto, and I am the chairman of the Jonan Shinryu Group. As a member of Jonan and as a conscientious local company, we certainly will not stand by and watch our fellow countrymen die!"
Ryuzaki Makoto's words were righteous and resounding.
Coupled with his Oscar-worthy acting skills, he moved the already desperate residents of the nameless street to tears.
Some of the elderly refugees wiped away tears on the spot and choked up as they spoke.
"Mr. Ryuzaki is a truly good person! The government doesn't care about us, only he came to save us!"
"Yes, it was Mr. Ryuzaki who helped us drive those bastards away last time!"
"From now on, we'll follow Mr. Ryuzaki! Whatever he says, goes!"
After the reporter's camera accurately captured all these touching moments, he handed the microphone back and continued asking questions.
"Mr. Ryuzaki, what is your opinion on the government's decision to develop a casino on the nameless street?"
Upon hearing this question, Ryuzaki Makoto's eyes instantly turned sorrowful. He remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.
"It's actually a difficult question for me to answer... but seeing this scene before me, I have to say..."
Ryuzaki's eyes instantly turned red, and his voice trembled with excitement.
"This is an act of violence disguised as legality! This is a blatant murder of tens of thousands of innocent residents!"
The reporter who heard this was also taken aback.
Brother Ryuzaki, did you have to be so violent with your comments?!
Before I came, the editor-in-chief didn't tell me that the content would be this explicit!
The reporter's palms began to sweat, but he still remembered the questions the editor-in-chief had specifically instructed him to ask before he arrived, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to press for answers.
"Why do you make this assessment of the incident?"
Ryuzaki Makoto became even more agitated. He practically yelled at the camera, pointing at the displaced people behind him.
"The southern part of Huya Liu's city does not belong to any one politician, but to all the people!"
"Did the government consult the millions of ordinary people here before making this decision?"
"Especially the people of Nameless Street! They are called 'the abandoned'! But is it their fault?!"
Ryuzaki Makoto pointed at the elderly people with weathered faces as he looked at the camera.
"Look at these admirable people! Back then, when the country wanted to develop heavy industry here, they resolutely gave up their hometowns and came here, working day and night, shedding their blood and sweat for the country's economic take-off!"
"But what happened? After the technological innovation, the factory went bankrupt, and the government turned a blind eye to these people who had made huge contributions to the country! They were left to fend for themselves! Is this the democracy of our Sakura? Is this the Yamato spirit we are so proud of?!"
Ryuzaki's words truly resonated with the people of Wuming Street.
Back then, they selflessly dedicated everything they had.
However, the result was that it was used and discarded, swept into this forgotten corner like garbage.
Many of the former employees could no longer control their emotions and squatted on the ground, burying their faces in their hands and weeping.
They cried and desperately pounded the ground.
"What did we do wrong? Why are we being treated like this?!"
"We've given our whole lives to this country, why can't they even leave us a home in the end!"
"Where is justice?!"
The reporter swallowed hard, sensing that things were getting increasingly dangerous.
Can this kind of statement really be broadcast?
The reporter's voice trembled slightly.
"Then... Mr. Ryuzaki, what... do you plan to do about this?"
Ryuzaki Makoto waved his hand and said decisively.
"I strongly oppose this proposal! The reason the parliament was able to pass this bill so easily is because we in the south of the city don't have any of our own members in the parliament!"
"I hereby solemnly announce that in the upcoming city council election, I will represent all the residents of Chengnan in the election for city councilor of Huyaliu! To safeguard the rights that Chengnan deserves!"
Japan is a so-called democratic country.
Members of parliament are the basic members of the national and local councils and are representatives of public opinion.
They represent the interests of various areas in the city and are elected by voters in those areas.
The area south of the city was in complete chaos before, and no one wanted to get involved, let alone run for councilor to represent the south of the city.
Ryuzaki Makoto's purpose in making this decision was quite simple.
Members of parliament are the drafters and overseers of legislation.
As long as he can become a member of parliament and form his own faction in parliament, the future development of Zhenlong Group can create countless legal and convenient conditions.
In the future, if we want to target other forces, we might not even need to engage in direct confrontations like we do now. We could simply propose a bill in parliament or use our connections to deliver a crushing blow.
Just then, a loud, aged laugh suddenly came from the crowd.
"Hahaha! What a clever lad! It's been a long time since I've seen a young man who catches my eye like you..."