"Look!", the old Mayor spread his hands, "You neither have connections at the top nor the capital willing to support you, on what basis are you competing?"
He saw his student wanting to speak, and raised his hand to stop him, "You must be thinking of saying that I became mayor without the support of these people."
"When was that?"
"And what time is it now?"
"This is the reason you can only see this little piece of the place before you; you haven't been out there, haven't seen a bigger world, haven't understood the real operating mechanism of this world."
"If not for this war, maybe you would still have had a chance to come to the fore."
"But the war broke out, and the last bit of chance is gone."
His student couldn't help but ask, "Why do you say that?"
His son also didn't speak loudly at this point, his face full of curiosity.
The old Mayor sighed, "If the Federation wins the war, the power in the hands of officials will be somewhat strengthened."
