Chapter 437: Chapter 236: The Great Debate_2
Indeed, since David took office as the chief of the Western Suburb Branch, although there have been many shocking actions, in the end, they indeed all got neatly resolved.
And this ti, since he has made a promise, there must certainly be so confidence in his ability.
“In that case, let him accept the challenge, but we should also prepare the plan we discussed before about sending assistance, just in case there’s an unexpected setback, so we can have them step in to recover the situation,” Obadiah said.
Hearing Obadiah speak, Donald nodded and then pulled out his phone…
Western Suburb Branch.
After ending the call with Donald, David imdiately looked at Hakim and instructed, “Put the word out, say that I, David, have accepted Senator Phipps’s ‘declaration of war’!”
“This…”
Hakim wanted to advise against it, but seeing David’s resolute expression, he ultimately didn’t dare say more and nodded before walking out.
Soon after, when word that David had accepted Phipps’s ‘challenge’ was released by the Western Suburb Branch, the entire social network imdiately erupted.
“Oh my god, Director David really accepted the senator’s TV debate challenge? Does he really have that much confidence to out-debate such an old fox?”
“No way, Director David actually took up the challenge. That’s very admirable, but I don’t know if he can withstand Senator Phipps’s offensive once he gets there.”
“Hahahaha, I knew Director David wouldn’t back down. As long as he has the courage to ‘go into battle,’ no matter the result, I’ll always support him!”
“Yes, we know that Director David’s strength is in taxation, not debating, but all we want is the attitude; winning or losing doesn’t matter!”
When Phipps previously declared war on Twitter, many of David’s supporters were worried, concerned that David would shy away from the challenge and back down.
But now, seeing how cleanly David had accepted the challenge, they were naturally very excited.
George Hotel.
“Hahahaha, David, you’ve got guts!”
Upon receiving the news from the Western Suburb Branch, Phipps couldn’t help but burst into laughter at this mont.
He had been worried that David would act like a shrinking turtle, afraid to accept the challenge. Although he would still have occupied the moral high ground, it wasn’t the sa as facing David live in front of a global audience and verbally breaking his defense.
“Mr. Phipps, our team has arrived,” Peristedan announced as he walked over with a group of well-dressed individuals. These were the professionals tasked with strategizing for the debate.
Although Phipps was confident that he could overwhelm David at the debate with his eloquence,
having a team help analyze and strategize would definitely give him an added edge and better showmanship.
“Mr. Phipps, as the spokesperson for the ‘black tax bill,’ I believe that if we attack the cases he has handled before, such as those involving controversial human rights organization mbers…”
“…”
While Phipps’s side was preparing for the debate, back at the Western Suburb Branch, David’s office also welcod two n and a woman.
Leading them was a woman in a white lady’s suit with big wavy hair, who introduced herself, “Director David, my na is Michelle, this is Reynolds, and this is Sylvester. We’ve been sent by headquarters to assist you with the debate.”
“Pleased to et you.”
David shook hands with them one by one, then said, “Let’s get started, then.”
“Phipps is an old fox, once this debate battle begins, he will definitely use the Human Rights Organization incident to attack you, so we think that you need to…”
“…”
While David and Senator Phipps were receiving advice from their respective teams, KTLA-TV Station, an independent television station in Los Angeles known for its morning news programs and breaking news coverage, was vigorously preparing as the venue for this debate battle.
At two o’clock in the afternoon, after getting consent from both sides, the station announced via Twitter that the debate would begin at seven o’clock tonight during pri ti.
“Seven o’clock? That soon, can’t wait to watch this showdown!”
“I thought it would be a few days before it started, but it’s happening tonight at seven, so excited!”
“Tonight at seven, the debate battle between Director David of the Western Suburb Branch and Senator Phipps will kick off—who will erge victorious?”
In the midst of heated online discussions and overwhelming dia promotion, the debate battle quickly beca the headline on social dia platforms like Twitter and Facebook.
Of course, the most attentive audience for the focal battle were the criminals across the nation. They were well aware that if David, the spokesperson for the Black Tax Bill, lost tonight, the bill’s authority might not be completely annihilated, but at least such a result would prove that the legislation could be shaken.
With the unity of criminals nationwide, coupled with the manipulation of their votes, there might be a chance to overturn the bill and grant them “freedom” once again.
Besides criminals, nurous socialites, governnt officials, and even the White House were equally attentive to the battle.
For governnt officials, the escalating conflict over the Black Tax Bill had increasingly beco their Sword of Damocles; naturally, many officials hoped that the bill would be severely damaged.
For the White House, as Arica’s economy was on the decline, the need for revenue from the Black Tax Bill to boost spending was apparent; thus, the White House certainly didn’t want any mishaps with this legislation.
Amidst these various considerations, the ti arrived at six o’clock.
“That’s all I have to remind you, Director David. It’s about ti. You should get ready and set off now!”
The mont Michelle finished speaking, David received a call from Donald.
Donald inford him through the phone that the debate had already garnered attention from the White House, Congress, and people from all walks of life. He then double-checked to make sure David was prepared; if not, headquarters had a second set of contingency plans ready.
Upon hearing that the White House, Congress, and various personalities were watching, David imdiately felt additional pressure, but how could he possibly back down at this crucial juncture? He had to enter the fray.
In the ti that followed, David returned to his apartnt. He took a bath, shaved his beard clean, dressed in a brand-new suit, tied his tie, and after repeatedly confirming that his appearance was flawless in the mirror, he stepped downstairs and got into the BMW driven by Nisen, heading toward the KTLA-TV Station.
KTLA-TV Station entrance.
A large crowd of dia reporters was already waiting on site.
Soon after, the arrival of a Cadillac grabbed everyone’s attention. The car door opened, revealing Senator Phipps stepping out.
At that mont, Senator Phipps was also in a brand-new suit with shiny leather shoes and a well-oiled pompadour, looking confident of victory.
“Senator Phipps, are you confident about crushing Director David of the Western Suburb Branch in tonight’s debate battle?”
“Crush is a bit of an improper term. I am here tonight primarily to discuss the unreasonable aspects of the Black Tax Bill with Director David.”
“Senator Phipps, you have criticized the Black Tax Bill before on Twitter. Will you confront and attack David, the spokesperson for the bill, face-to-face tonight?”
“…”
“Director David is here!”
Just as Phipps was smugly accepting interviews, soone in the crowd shouted out, and the dia swiftly shifted direction towards David. This abrupt diversion made Phipps’s face turn dark as he felt his lilight stolen.
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