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Volume 2: Teacher¡¯s Wishes Chapter 378: Contact (Part 2)

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    Japan, sp president, Fukawa Sushi House.  "Ahem, Yoshii! The killer you introduced seems to be useless. He ran back to Japan in despair and disappeared." "" "Ahem Ahem I'll invite him this time, ahem  ¡­I¡¯ve found a reliable one!¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°¡­Yeah, it doesn¡¯t matter, it¡¯s spring influenza.¡±  The president hung up the phone confidently, and the second batch of killers were ready to attack.  He covered his mouth and nose, and his lungs were twitching. He wondered if it was related to too much pollen in spring.  It was obviously such a critical time, but I actually suffered from pollen allergies and influenza at the same time. Hidden in the glass door, I looked at the bonsai in the backyard and thought quietly.  That expression showed slight impatience and enthusiasm.  (¡ª¡ªThe people recommended by Yoshii are so useless) (¡ª¡ªJust one killer is not enough to deal with youis it?) (¡ª¡ªThe defense over there is really tight. If they don¡¯t dare to counterattack, it¡¯s just a trap.  Right.) Buchuan has not noticed his illness yet, and just continues to stay at home to recuperate and return to the province for countermeasures other than assassination.  (¡ª¡ªSupporting small companies in mainland China is too costly. No matter how you look at it, it is mud that cannot support the wall.) (¡ª¡ªOn the contrary, supporting pirates is more useful, and it can even help us make some money. We need to increase investment.  Necessary.) (¡ª¡ªAhem, my lungs feel like they are on fire. The medicine prescribed by the doctor has no effect at all. I feel dizzy. Let¡¯s take a nap first) The president of sp thought like this and drank it mixed with medicine.  Two large glasses of cold water, lying on the bed and flopping into the quilt.  Although there are still many things going on in the company, it should be able to maintain normal operations on its own.  Fukawa Sushi felt that he was getting weak, and his mind suddenly began to recall whether there were any shortcomings in his life.  ************ Beijing, Siheyuan.  The early spring breeze blows in the face with the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the white magnolia flowers sway gently, looking like a beautiful girl about to get married.  And the plum blossom tree that was full of branches was prosperous in the past.  Now it is covered with thick leaves, and it is no longer as wild and beautiful as before.  The traditional Chinese painter Hua Qishan welcomed guests as usual in the courtyard. Sitting in the courtyard today was Mr. Zhu, the former top leader of the State Council, and Mr. Wen, the current top leader, was sitting in the courtyard taking a nap.  The three of them were cracking melon seeds.  Drinking a little wine.  "Lao Zhu has no work to do, so I can just be idle. Why do you, Mr. Wen, come to my place if you can't miss my job?" Hua Qishan accused him mercilessly. He has no fear of the current leader.  Having lived to almost two years old enough to know his destiny, there are very few things that can make Mr. Hua feel afraid.  "How dare you not do your job properly? I heard that Lao Zhu is here with you, so you are here to find him." There was a hint of humility in Mr. Wen's voice.  Mr. Hua¡¯s serious face softened a little at this moment, while Mr. Zhu stared at him with an expression of disbelief.  "What's the matter with me?" Mr. Zhu, the former president of the National Academy of Sciences, testified: "I think you are just here to be lazy!" "It's really not laziness. There are indeed some things that need your opinion." Mr. Wen said: "  On March 21, Annan submitted a United Nations reform report to the United Nations General Assembly, mainly talking about the expansion of the Security Council, the establishment of additional peacekeeping agencies, the establishment of a Human Rights Council, a clear definition of terrorism, and punishment of sexual assaults on local people by peacekeeping troops. ¡°This incident.  You know what happened, right?  Those human rights and terrorism were caused by the United States and have little to do with us. However, there is an issue closely related to us that needs to be resolved at the Security Council this time - "In order to meet the concerns of developing countries on development issues, Annan said in the report  We urge developed countries to meet the standards for foreign aid to developing countries stipulated by the United Nations General Assembly as soon as possible, that is, the amount of aid provided by developed countries must reach 0.7% of their GDP Should we fight for this money, or not? "  It would be too cruel if the taboo speech was released outside. It would be fine if China does not provide financial assistance to others, and it would still have to compete with others for the small amount of money.  After hearing Mr. Wen¡¯s question, Mr. Zhu answered speciously.  "Since we are a developing country, we must fight for it. At the same time, we must also show magnanimity!" China labels itself as a developing country. Firstly, it urges its citizens to work actively and avoid impatience. Secondly, China  There is no need to send money to other small countries.  Of course, China will not be so stingy as to act like a beggar and steal money from other small countries.  In fact, China is at a historical fork. It can be said that it isDeveloping countries can also become developed countries.  In short, both sides are defensible, and it is up to China to decide which camp to stand on.  As a developing country, it is natural to apply for aid; as a large country, the remaining aid after the 0.7% apportionment is not enough to fill the gap between the teeth.  ¡°You have to fight but also show generosity.¡± Mr. Wen repeated with a smile.  Zhu Lao put down the melon seed peel, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.  "After two or three months, send Annan a "China's Position Paper on United Nations Reform" in an official form, comprehensively and systematically expounding our country's opinions and positions. You can't solve such a simple matter? You still need to ask for advice  ? I don¡¯t believe it.¡± ¡°¡ªHmm!¡± Hua Qishan sat up, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and snorted at ¡°Xiao Wen.¡±  "Of course, I have other things." Mr. Wen said methodically: "The price of crude oil fluctuated sharply last year, fluctuating at US$50 per barrel, and now it has a slowly rising trend. In January this year, the Sudanese government signed the Comprehensive Peace Agreement in Nairobi.  Agreement", the civil war between North and South Sudan is over, should we increase investment in South Sudan and use it as a future oil reserve base?" Faced with Mr. Wen's question, Mr. Zhu leaned on the recliner and asked: "Are you?  "What do you think?" Mr. Wen replied: "Crude oil is depleting day by day. Before more efficient new energy sources are developed, oil reserves are necessary. Sudan is just after the war, and the country is really profitable  But we are afraid that the war will resume and the government of South Sudan will be overthrown, which will cause the investment to be in vain. The main reason is that we are not sure how much to invest. It would be much easier if we could predict the fate of that country.¡± ¡°Well.  , If their country is stable in the long term, invest more, if it is unstable, invest less" "Yeah, it's a pity that we haven't found someone who can predict." "We can't predict. Even if we can't predict, we still have our own methods.  Since you don¡¯t know the deadline, just invest in them every year, and you can adjust accordingly.¡± ¡°The cost is high, and you can take the lead and encourage large and medium-sized enterprises.  Foreign investment. If they make a profit, we will give them a share, and if they make a profit or loss, we will compensate them." At this time, few people could have guessed that crude oil would rise from US$50 a barrel to US$70 a barrel in two years.  If anyone is willing to take a house and risk his life to take out a loan and go to the Middle East to hoard oil or buy stamps, he will definitely make money! ?¡­ ?The affairs of the state, family, and the world.  Those in power seek their jobs in their positions.  Naturally, it is difficult to leave the conversation without the word country.  However, Hua Lao and Zhu Lao present are retired idlers.  In fact, I didn¡¯t want to talk so much about state affairs with Mr. Wen, so I just returned to daily chatting on the recliner.  "Lao Hua, your wine is good." Zhu Lao poured the glass and drank it all.  After finishing the drink, he smacked his lips and said.  "Well, Xiao Xu specially brought the authentic rice wine from Shaoxing. It is brewed by local methods and does not hurt the liver and stomach. It tastes great when paired with two grilled sweet fish." The comments made by Hua Qishan are always genuine.  of.  "Do you have any more? Put a bottle for me when you leave. I'll grill two small fishes and eat them myself. Look." Zhu Lao picked up the wine bottle that could see the bottom and poured a big cup into his cup.  Take a small sip and the aroma will linger on your tongue.  "You were planning to steal it openly!" Mr. Wen was aggrieved for Mr. Zhu and Mr. Hua on the other side.  "Haha, I'll exchange it for two special bottles of Moutai, 30 years old." "Just take it and exchange it for whatever you want. Anyway, I can't finish it by myself." Mr. Hua wanted to ask the servant to get some.  The inventory came out, and just then he suddenly remembered something.  "By the way, please tell your people not to block the door. My little apprentice happens to be in Beijing today. After seeing A Xu, he will come to see me. Don't stop him outside the door." "Little apprentice? Who are you?  Disciple? "While Mr. Hua was chatting with Mr. Zhu and Mr. Wen, Li Mu had already arrived at the door of the courtyard.  East of Zhongnanhai, on the east side of Jingshan Park, Hua Qishan, a long-lived Chinese painter, is often visited by big figures.  He was originally a pen and ink painter, but he did not receive this honor until he was seventy years old. His only capital was "living old enough."  The old friends who visited him decades ago have now become high-ranking officials. With the passage of time and accumulation, the connections he has maintained with him have become deeper and deeper.  As of last year, the number of countries he had direct contact with had exceeded double digits, but he had never used these relationships.  The main reason Limu went to Beijing this time was to visit a high-level official of a certain country late at night and make a frank announcement to them.own abilities, difficulties and needs.  As the saying goes, when people go to higher places, water flows to lower places. If you want to live a comfortable life, you don't need to open such a big company, but how can you be inactive for the rest of your life?  Since we have decided to move forward, it is only a matter of time that we get in touch with the country's top leaders. For example, the four big guys in the IT world of the later world often visit Zhongnanhai, China's new richest man Ma Cuiteng, e-commerce leader Ma Yun, Lei Jun who turned Xiaomi into rice, and Liu Dongqiang.  After IT migrant workers become stronger and bigger, they will inevitably be arrested for talking Mr. Wen's last economic symposium and Mr. Li's third economic symposium both had Ma Yun's speeches.  Although Limu is now a "big boss", the industries he invests in are patchy and messy. Although he is the leader in the domestic comics industry, the country is not very optimistic about the cultural industry, so Limu has not been taken seriously.  In the past, when he was young, Li Mu was afraid of being remembered, but now that he is strong, he hopes to be taken seriously. He wants those above him to know his name and hear his voice.  Originally, Limu planned to visit Zhongnanhai with a mask at night to test it out, but he gave up after seeing the guards in front of the Chinese Painting Teacher Academy. He didn't expect that a big shot would come to visit his teacher today.  Li Mu, who was helplessly stopped by the guards in front of the teacher's courtyard, negotiated with them sincerely with a smile: "Hello, I am a direct disciple of Teacher Hua. I made an appointment with the teacher yesterday to meet. Please help me talk to Hua.  Can the teacher inform me? I'm sure he will convince the chief to let me in." (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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