Many times, looking back at history, we find that history is often written by chance. If it had not been in the mid-1990s when nationalism was at its peak, China Can Say No would never have caused such a huge upsurge. Fifteen years later, social contradictions had gathered to a terrible critical point, but under the government's deliberate regulation, people shouting patriotic slogans would still have a serious impact on the automobile industry of a certain island country.
Public opinion is the people's will. If you follow it, you will prosper; if you go against it, you will perish. There is no third way!
Since the end of the PLA's amphibious landing exercise in November 1995, the situation on both sides of the Taiwan Strait has returned to calm. People who are not familiar with the world think that the war cloud hanging over the two sides has ended, but more people who are more attentive know that the sword of Damocles has never gone away and may fall at any moment, causing huge waves in the strait.
Since January, Wen Liang has been seizing every possible opportunity, racing against time and overcoming all difficulties to launch "China Can Say No" in order to get the book on the market before March and create a certain influence on public opinion. When everyone thought that the sales since February had created a miracle, they didn't know that the real miracle was in the "March" mentioned by the poet!
"Have a good chat with the person in charge of Beijing University Press, and notify all major printing factories to prepare. Hold a meeting within the company to unify the spirit and make sure that everyone is united to fight this battle. My suggestions are: 1. Keep the distribution channels unblocked to ensure sufficient supply in first- and second-tier cities; 2. Assign a dedicated person to each city with sales of more than 50,000 copies; 3. Communicate well with the industrial and commercial, cultural and public security departments in various places, and the Xinhua Bookstore's open sale of pirated copies must never happen again; 4. Develop a reward and punishment mechanism, reward those who have done a good job and punish those who have done a bad job; 5. And most importantly, the propaganda department should start to gradually cancel propaganda plans that incite, hint, stir up trouble, and fuel ethnic antagonism..."
When Wen Liang said "my opinion", Fan Bo took out a black notebook from the table beside him and quickly wrote down every word he said, and circled the fifth point heavily to mark it as a key point. Although he didn't know why Wen Liang had to make such a special instruction, because wasn't the tone set at the beginning to do everything possible to mobilize the patriotic sentiment of the people? The sales volume this month has shown that this strategy is very successful, so why change the policy
But these doubts were not a reason for Fan Bo to object. He did not even show the slightest intention of objecting. He wrote down the seven opinions mentioned by Wen Liang, closed the notebook, and said seriously: "I will implement them one by one today, and I guarantee that there will be no mistakes!"
Wen Liang stretched himself, leaned back comfortably on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Don't be so serious, you know, selling books is just a side business for us..."
Fan Bo also smiled and said jokingly, "Young Master Wen, you must not say this outside. If people knew that the money-making business they envied was just a stepping stone you laid in advance, they would definitely vomit three liters of blood!"
The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time!
Wen Liang had just come out of the company and sent Fan Bo, who had been escorting him downstairs, back home when his cell phone suddenly rang. After answering the call, he heard a childish voice. He was unable to react for a moment and asked, "Who are you?"
"Lei Yu, are you free now? Come to school and help me!"
The image of the little pervert in women's clothing came to his mind, and Wen Liang asked in surprise: "How do you know my phone number, and how do you know I'm in Beijing?"
Lei Yu's cold voice was still so harsh: "Did Zhu Zixuan go to see you this morning?"
Wen Liang was shocked: "What kind of shabby place is this? Do we still have any privacy?"
"I'm not interested in men, no matter if you like to sleep naked or run naked, spying on you is blinding me. Well, I have a little trouble, let's get it over with, are you free?"
Wen Liang said calmly: "It's okay to help, but it's better to tell me what it is first, and then discuss the reward..."
Before he could finish his words, Lei Yu simply hung up. Listening to the beeping sound in the microphone, Wen Liang smiled and said, "Little guy, you have a bad temper. It seems that your impersonation is not thorough enough. You need to keep working on it."
He drove towards Fuxingmen in the west city. Not long after he got off the car, his cell phone rang again. He pressed the answer button and said with a smile, "What? Is there anything you want to discuss?"
"You're so cruel! You know I called you to beg you, you must be desperate, so you asked for so much. But I can afford to lose, tell me, what do you want?"
"That's a very manly thing to say," Wen Liang deliberately teased, ignoring Lei Yu's cold snort, and said, "I can help you, but you have to find out one thing for me!"
"Speak!"
Wen Liang kept it a secret and said, "Don't worry, do your work first. When you're done, I'll treat you to lunch. Let's sit down and chat slowly!"
“Bang!”
The phone was hung up even faster than last time. Wen Liang was dumbfounded. If you don’t give me the address, can I go door to door asking
Fortunately, Lei Yu soon discovered this and called again: "Come to Shijia Primary School. By the way, dress more maturely!"
Lei Yu attended Shijia Primary School in Dongcheng District. This primary school is very good. I won't list the details one by one. There are too many awards. When other children didn't know what a TV was, they had already opened computer classes in school. If this is not straightforward enough, the 70th anniversary celebration of the primary school was held in the Great Hall of the People. Dozens of leaders from the central government to the city came, and they will understand that you must not treat the principal of a primary school as a cadre.
Wen Liang saw Lei Yu at the door. The little guy was still surprisingly handsome. He explained the situation as they walked. After listening, Wen Liang said it was not a big deal. To put it simply, Lei Yu was going to eat Shangguan Shenxue tofu after school. The necessary props were found by the female head teacher. They were a cotton dress, two knee-high white socks, a long hair hood, and a pair of short riding boots. He could not explain the origin of these things. He said that they were for his cousins, but he still couldn't fool her.
"This teacher has been keeping an eye on you for more than a day or two, otherwise how could he be so accurate in catching you?" Wen Liang felt deeply sympathetic towards the female teacher who was caught in a thunderstorm. Not to mention the 1990s, even in the 21st century people's ideas and concepts have made great progress, but if anyone heard that his ten-year-old son had feminine tendencies, I'm afraid the whole family would be in turmoil. From the teacher to the school, no one can escape responsibility!
Wen Liang touched his shoulder and whispered, "Tell me the truth, are you...hmm?"
Lei Yu glared at him unhappily. Needless to say, her phoenix eyes were quite charming. She said, "Uncle, you are instigating a minor to commit a crime. Do you understand?"
Wen Liang laughed and said, "To be precise, I am also a minor now. If I go to the Public Security Bureau, it's hard to say who instigated whom!"
Lei Yu smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, you are really the most shameless person I have ever met. However, I admire shamelessness!"
Wen Liang slapped him on the back of his head and scolded him, "Little naughty boy, that's called worship, not appreciation. Do you understand?"
Lei Yu rubbed his head, his eyes blinking, looking so handsome and cute. If he didn't understand his true nature, he would have been sold out by this little devil and helped count the money. He looked helpless and said, "Do you know that even my dad doesn't dare to pat my head?"
"Your father is your father, and I am me," Wen Liang smiled and said calmly, "Is your class teacher the fourth window from the left on the third floor?"
Lei Yu's brain short-circuited a little, and he asked in surprise: "How did you know?"
"Just now at the school gate, I noticed a teacher standing by this window, staring at us intently. Since I'm not some popular handsome guy who can attract everyone's love at first sight, it's probably because your head teacher is worried about you, so he stared at you from the window."
"So that's why you hit me on the head on purpose to make her believe your identity?"
Wen Liang smiled but said nothing. This was certainly one of his reasons, but the more important reason was that he really wanted to beat up this brat.
Lei Yu was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "You are too dangerous..."
"The danger is only to my enemies. To my friends, I will definitely be the best!"
After entering the office, I don't know whether it was to protect the privacy of the students or for other reasons, there was only a young and beautiful female teacher. Seeing the smile on Wen Liang's face, she was very measured, not too enthusiastic, nor too unfamiliar. She shook his hand very politely and said, "Excuse me, are you Lei Yu's parent?"
Lei Yu transferred to Shijia Primary School from Jingshan Primary School at the end of last year. He did not go through the same approval process as other leaders of co-construction units. The school files showed that he was just an ordinary department-level family. Shijia Primary School generally has two enrollment lines: one is the nearest enrollment, and the other is the children of co-construction units such as the two oil companies, the three high-ranking cadres, the General Office of the Central Committee, the Ministry of Finance, the National Population and Family Planning Commission, etc. If the children of central leaders want to enroll, they need to contact the General Office of the Central Committee and register with the municipal and district bureaus and the police station in charge to ensure safety.
Lei Yu already meets this standard, but given his poor performance in Jingshan Primary School, it would be even more difficult for the teachers to manage him if they knew his identity. This time he was admitted to the school using the name of a director under the Finance Department, so if Wen Liang impersonated him, apart from his slightly immature appearance, there would be basically no mistakes.
"I am Lei Yu's uncle. His father is busy with work and can't come. I'm very sorry. May I ask your name, teacher?"
Wen Liang was very familiar with the situation and immediately dispelled the teacher's doubts as soon as he opened his mouth. He said, "Excuse me, my name is Zhao Mingyi, and I am Lei Yu's homeroom teacher. Mr. Lei, please take a seat. I'm bothering you to come here today because I have some questions about Lei Yu that I want to ask you."
Wen Liang sat down opposite her, and after a closer look, he found that Teacher Zhao was a first-class beauty with eyebrows like distant mountains and eyes like clear water. He couldn't help but doubt Lei Yu's character and integrity. Why is the teacher staring at you? You must have some bad intentions. No wonder you changed the subject and didn't answer the question just now. It turns out that you are guilty!
Thinking in his mind, he glanced over sideways and saw Lei Yu lowering his head, standing obediently aside. Who could have thought that this delicate little boy, who looked like a character in a painting, could be so dirty, vulgar and despicable!
Wen Liang made three adjectives without any hesitation, but Lei Yu seemed to see through what he was thinking. He raised his chin slightly, and his almond-shaped eyes were filled with disdainful smile: Uncle, you are jealous that I am younger than you, more handsome than you, and have more opportunities to meet beautiful women than you. Of course, my success rate is even more different.
You are old!
Wen Liang was furious. He took out his cell phone and looked at it. It seemed as if he would say to Teacher Zhao in the next second, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry for something. How about we wait until Lei Yu's father is free and then we can talk?"
Lei Yu secretly raised his thumb, meaning that he was being cruel, and then bent his finger downwards, which was a sign of begging for mercy. Wen Liang put away his phone with a sense of comfort, and said with a smile: "Teacher, if you have any questions, just tell me. I know my Lei Yu's character best. If he makes a mistake, you can criticize him. If he doesn't listen after being criticized, his father will spank him when he gets home!"
Lei Yu's little hands kept scratching the sides of his legs, as if they were Wen Liang's endlessly talking mouth.
"Ah?" Zhao Mingyi said anxiously, "It is absolutely not okay to beat a child. You must tell Lei Yu's father this, otherwise I will come to visit the family."
Wen Liang couldn't help but look at the teacher with admiration, as he could tell that the teacher was speaking from the heart. In this age when corporal punishment of children had not yet attracted the whole society's attention, it was already good enough for the teacher to have such a heart.
However, everything should be viewed dialectically. When children were sent to school when they were young, their parents would say, "Teacher, please don't worry." If the children made mistakes, they would be beaten hard. Most of these children became talents. In later generations, many children were spoiled at home and coaxed at school. The teachers and parents were exhausted, but in the end, they still did not become talents. Therefore, we should teach students in accordance with their aptitude and do it moderately. In ancient times, private schools also had rulers. Corporal punishment is not the original sin. Excessive corporal punishment or abnormal corporal punishment is what should be strictly stopped!
"Don't worry, as long as it's not a big problem, his father usually won't get angry! Teacher Zhao, just tell me, what's going on?"
Zhao Mingyi began to feel conflicted. This matter was too serious and she had to tell the parents. But if she told them, given Lei Yu's father's personality, he might beat the child. If something bad happened, it would not only fail to solve the problem but also cause harm to Lei Yu himself.
She thought about it and finally decided to talk to Wen Liang alone. She said, "Lei Yu, go back to class first. Your uncle and I will come up with a way to help you get rid of some bad habits without letting your father find out and blame you. Okay?"
Lei Yu glanced at Wen Liang, who nodded imperceptibly. Only then did he go with peace of mind. With the uncle's cunning, ten Teacher Zhaos would not be his match.
Zhao Mingyi went to the corner and poured a glass of water and handed it to Wen Liang. Wen Liang thanked him and just took a sip when he suddenly heard Zhao Mingyi ask, "How is Lei Yu's relationship with his stepmother?"
puff!
Wen Liang almost spit out a mouthful of water. Stepmother? He was worldly-wise and knew that with the Lei family's family background, Zhao Mingyi couldn't possibly get this news. He frowned and said, "Teacher Zhao, how did you know this?"
Zhao Mingyi sighed and said, "Once Lei Yu wrote an essay titled "My Mother and I." Other students wrote about their mothers, but he was the only one who wrote about his stepmother..."
(Friends who have been following Wan Zi will of course know that Zhao Mingyi is just a friendly guest appearance, so don’t expect it:))
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