112: Chapter 112 What?! Nationalized?!

Before everyone could react,

on the giant screen, six large red characters suddenly popped out:

Healthcare, Education, Eldercare, Housing, Food, Transportation.

Below each character was a promise powerful enough to shock the world:

1. Free Healthcare: All public hospitals are completely free, not a single penny spent on seeing a doctor!

2. Free Education: 16 years of compulsory education, tuition completely free!

3. Free Eldercare: Free elderly care for all citizens of Great Xia aged 60 and above!

4. Free Housing: Every family is guaranteed a 120-square-meter home.

5. Free Food: A basic living subsidy of 1,500 yuan per person per month (food vouchers).

6. Free Transportation: High-speed rail, buses, airplanes..., all public transportation is completely free!

Three seconds.

A full three seconds!

The entire venue fell into a dead silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the screen, as if they had seen a fantasy.

Some began to calculate, some widened their eyes, and some began to tremble.

" Th-This is real? "

Someone couldn't help asking, their voice trembling.

Elder Qin's voice rang out in the silence:

" Comrades, you didn't read it wrong. "

He spoke word by word, resonant and powerful: " This is not drawing pies in the sky, nor is it a fantasy! With the resources of the Otherworld—we are fully capable of letting all 1.4 billion people of Great Xia live lives like this! "

" Five years! "

" Only five years! "

Elder Qin's voice grew higher and higher:

" To let all citizens of Great Xia—have a place to live! Medical care when sick! Care in old age! Education to learn! Convenience in travel! Guaranteed food! "

He slammed the table fiercely, his voice like a giant bell:

" This is—the true Great Harmony society! True communism! The ideal we have pursued for over a hundred years is right before our eyes! "

" Clap! "

Who knows who started applauding first.

Immediately after—

Applause erupted like a roaring tsunami!

The entire venue boiled over!

Many people's eyes instantly moistened, trembling all over with excitement, refusing to stop even when their palms turned red from clapping.

Elder Ren's eyes moistened, and he muttered:

" In this lifetime of mine... to be able to see communism... it's been worth it... "

Wang Fushu bit his lips, his palms beaten red:

" For this goal... even if I give up everything... it's worth it... "

Ma Huateng and Ma Yun exchanged a glance, complex emotions flashing in both of their eyes, but more than that, it was deep emotion.

The applause lingered for a long time.

At this moment, everyone felt an unprecedented shock.

This was not just a policy.

This was the arrival of a new era!

An era belonging to the people!

Waiting for the applause to gradually subside, Elder Qin raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

The venue gradually returned to peace.

But everyone's breathing was still rapid, and their excited emotions were hard to calm down.

" Comrades. "

Elder Qin's voice sounded once again, this time with a bit more solemnity:

" Amidst the excitement, I must remind everyone—to achieve this goal, we still need to do one final thing. "

He paused, sweeping his gaze across the audience:

" And it is the most important, most critical thing. "

The atmosphere suddenly grew heavy.

Everyone realized—the main event was coming.

" The fourth plan. "

Elder Qin said word by word:

" The private enterprise reform plan! "

Swish!

The smiles of the entrepreneurs instantly froze on their faces.

Elder Qin's voice continued to echo in the venue: " Within five years, all enterprises—whether state-owned, private, or mixed-ownership enterprises— "

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the entrepreneurs' seats.

" Will be completely reorganized! "

" All nationalized! "

The air instantly froze.

Tycoon Xu's fingers tightly gripped the armrest, his knuckles turning white.

The venue fell into brief chaos, whispers rising one after another.

" What?! Nationalized?! "

" Th-This... "

" My god... "

After a brief silence—

" I disagree! "

A voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound.

They saw Tycoon Xu stand up with a thump, his face flushed red, his body trembling slightly:

" I disagree! Why should it be nationalized?! This is the foundation I worked hard for decades to build up! "

His voice grew louder and louder:

" You are robbing us! You are— "

" Smack! "

A loud crash!

Elder Qin heavily slapped the table, making the microphone buzz!

The whole audience instantly quieted down, dead silent.

Elder Qin slowly stood up, his gaze like a sharp sword piercing straight at Tycoon Xu.

" Tycoon Xu. " Elder Qin's voice was terrifyingly cold, " Take a look at your chest, what are you wearing? "

Tycoon Xu froze, instinctively looking down.

On his chest—

The bright red Party emblem flickered with a dazzling light under the lights.

That was the badge he had worn with such pride when he joined the Party.

At this moment, it felt as heavy as a thousand catties.

" What I'm wearing on my chest is the Party emblem, so what? "

Tycoon Xu forced himself to say, but his voice had already weakened.

Elder Qin took a step forward, his voice exploding like thunder:

" Tell me! When you took the oath to join the Party, what did you say?! Do you still remember?! "

Tycoon Xu opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

" Tell me! " Elder Qin pressed on again, " What is the first paragraph of the Constitution of the Communist Party of Great Xia? "

Tycoon Xu's face turned pale, his lips trembling, but he couldn't say a single word.

He had forgotten, or rather—he didn't dare say it.

Because once spoken, it would be slapping his own face.

The entire audience was silent.

Everyone watched this scene, and many entrepreneurs lowered their heads.

They suddenly realized how heavy the Party emblem on their chests was at this moment.

Elder Qin swept his gaze across the audience, finally letting his eyes fall on Su Mingyuan:

" Comrade Su Mingyuan, you tell them. "

Su Mingyuan stood up, his voice loud and firm, echoing throughout the venue:

" The Communist Party of Great Xia is the vanguard of the working class of Great Xia, representing the fundamental interests of the overwhelming majority of the people of Great Xia. The Party's highest ideal and ultimate goal is— "

He paused, word by word:

" To realize communism! "

These six words echoed in the venue for a long time.

Elder Qin's gaze turned back to Tycoon Xu:

" Did you hear that? To realize communism! This is our Party's ultimate goal! And it is you—Tycoon Xu, the oath you made back then when you raised your right hand and swore before the Party flag! "

" Have you forgotten?! "

Tycoon Xu's body trembled like a sieve.

" What? Unconvinced? "

Elder Qin said word by word, like a judgment:

" You—a Communist Party member of Great Xia—on what grounds do you disagree with realizing communism?! "

Boom!

This sentence was like the last straw.

Tycoon Xu's face turned alternating shades of blue and white, his lips moving a few times, but he could no longer say a single word.

In the end, he slumped powerlessly back into his chair, lowering his head.

Elder Qin swept his gaze across the audience, his voice like a great bell:

" Ladies and gentlemen, entrepreneurs present! I know you feel uncomfortable inside. But please remember—your enterprises, being able to develop to where they are today, what did they rely on? "

He said word by word:

" It is the state's policy support! It is the people's hard work! It is this land that gave you the opportunity! "

" You have enjoyed everything given by the state—markets, resources, policies, protection... Now, it is time for you to fulfill your original oath! It is time for you to repay the people and repay the country! "

Inside the venue, all private entrepreneurs fell silent.

Many people instinctively touched the Party emblem on their chests.

Some had moistened eyes, some clenched their fists, and some took a deep breath.

Tycoon Xu's body trembled slightly, and finally he slowly sat back down, lowering his head.

After a long time, Elder Ren stood up tremblingly, his voice hoarse yet firm:

" I... agree. "

Immediately after, Wang Fushu stood up: " I agree too. "

" I agree. "

" I agree too. "

One after another, the entrepreneurs stood up.

Finally, even Ma Huateng and Ma Yun stood up.

Applause rang out once again. This time, it was not for the shocking data, nor for the grand vision, but for an awakening—an awakening of self-sacrifice for a greater goal.