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At this moment, Luerlaco was really complaining while watching the match.

Balse's domestic industry is weak, with a large number of impoverished people, high unemployment rate, and external countries pressing debts, especially from the Great East Pot, which is pressing hard lately, strangling them viciously.

He loves football, and today's match is high-level. But what he cares more about is Balse's economic development, which really gives him a headache.

After complaining, Liu Zhizhong realized something. Luerlaco hasn't grasped the crux of the problem, one could say he hasn't really thought about solving the problem or found the means to do so.

After listening, Liu Zhizhong said: "Mr. President, developing the economy is just a surface issue, where is the deeper issue? Balse's unique natural resources and climate resources are plunged into a debt crisis, isn't it time to think deeper about the problem?"

"Uh..."

Luerlaco was speechless, unable to find words at that moment.

Just then, a goal was scored on the field, and the crowd cheered. It was a spectacular goal by a world-class young star, proving his skill level isn't just talk.

Luerlaco also cheered because this young man was originally from Balse, rose to fame young, and later played in the Premier League, bought back with a hefty transfer fee by a club on this side of the Valle.

This is the national pride of the President of Balse, feeling extremely comfortable inside.

Liu Zhizhong couldn't help but praise inwardly, the Balse people have a natural talent for football, blessed by heaven!

And in the Wale Republic, although the population isn't large now, the football-playing population will gradually grow, introducing Balse style, combined with Europe's scientific training system, it's believed that football will improve, and there will be a talent explosion.

When the field returned to relative calm and play resumed, Liu Zhizhong raised a glass of champagne to Luerlaco: "Mr. President, congratulations on your countryman scoring the first historic league goal in Valle."

"Hahaha..."

Luerlaco laughed heartily, clinking glasses with Liu Zhizhong.

After setting down the glass, Liu Zhizhong said seriously: "The root cause of Balse's undeveloped economy isn't the political system or education, but your public security issue. If the security issue can be solved, all problems will be resolved. To say nothing else, look at your two states, the two with predominantly Little Days descendants, isn't their public security much better? Isn't their economy developing particularly well? Of course, their success doesn't mean the whole of Balse is doing well, because their share of Balse is too small, right?"

Luerlaco was briefly stunned, then smiled helplessly, "Those two states are practically under Little Japan's domain. They have money, can create wealth, pay more taxes, and afford more police to maintain social order. It's a positive cycle. But in some states, it's a negative cycle, sigh... Moreover, drug abuse is rampant, from production to selling to exporting, it's become an industry, difficult to crack down on... Those employed in the drug industry seriously affect social order, with numerous gang leaders, widespread gangs, uncontrolled guns, sigh..."

Liu Zhizhong smiled, saying: "Even your government departments, including the military, are involved in security issues and gang problems. Historically, many Balse stars, during their youth, have been somewhat threatened and harmed by gangs. More people have their normal life and work negatively influenced by gangs, right?"

Luerlaco smiled bitterly, nodding, "Sigh... Our continent generally has bad security. Even North America's Mexico, in recent years, has almost surpassed us. It's a real headache, hard to manage. It's not that we haven't tried to manage, but the leading officials themselves were in the mafia... President Chi, we are helpless!"

Liu Zhizhong shrugged, "If you can't even manage social security, then the Valle Republic's capital won't feel safe to come over!"

"But, we can apply for troops to protect your enterprises, which is possible." Luerlaco became a bit panicked, quickly assuring.

Liu Zhizhong shook his head, "The military also has mafia involvement, and criminal activity concerns, it's really unreliable. As the President of Valle, I must be responsible for overseas citizens' personal safety and corporate capital safety. If safety cannot be ensured, it's my dereliction."

Luerlaco showed a respectful expression, nodding, raising a glass in salute to Liu Zhizhong, "Having such a president, it's truly a blessing for the Valle people! Seeing it this way, wanting your country to assist in our economic development has really become a problem, hasn't it? However, you may consider investing in the Capital, where security is relatively better!"

"No, no, investing anywhere is fine, but concerning the Capital, the security is indeed worrying. As the president of a small country, I wonder if my suggestions could be of any reference to you?"

Luerlaco genuinely looked like he wanted this, and it was indeed his sincere wish, "Mr. President, speak, I am certainly willing to listen! For Balse's economic development, improving security is indeed a very important matter."

Luerlaco himself was almost 60 years old, his political ambitions have peaked, but he still wishes to be remembered by history, to do something greater! Of course, he has kept good relations with the Great East Pot over the years, getting benefits not to mention, also influenced by Great East Pot, he actually still wants to be president for a few more years, essentially aiming for long-term tenure.

But in Balse, with an economic slump, staying as president for long isn't meaningful, it would bring many accusations toward him. His thick-skinnedness might not match that of some others. Yet deep down, the thirst for power is there, heh heh...

Liu Zhizhong thought for a moment, just about to say something, when the scene changed dramatically.

The trailing side, a world-class star, began with a midfield intercept and launched an assault, weaving left and right, going all the way to the penalty area, causing countless cheers and screams along the way.

In the end, he bypassed the goalkeeper, scored into an open net, pulling back a goal, bringing the match back to a 1-1 tie.

This goal was the most spectacular of the year in the world stage, the whole venue thundered with applause, and those watching the broadcast were thrilled!

Such a goal, even more pleasant than those scored by King Maradona, could rightfully take a place in the history of world football~~~~

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