At dawn, Wei Kun turned off the lights. Walking out of the room, the fresh air outside hit his nose. The mosquitoes outside also began to fly to this young fresh meat. Wei Kun didn't care at first, he just used his hands to drive them away. But as more and more mosquitoes came, the young man could only return to the room. The mugwort hanging at the door of the house, the mugwort mosquito coil in the house, and the temperature army played a role. Only those insects with a poor sense of smell would swagger into the room.
After taking a shower in the bathroom, Wei Kun lay on the bed. He was glad that he didn't impulsively bring his wife and children to East Africa. Not to mention that there was no culture in East Africa, the mother and son were used to staying in Nanjing. If they went to East Africa, they would be ravaged by these mosquitoes. Wei Kun felt that it was difficult for him to accept it, let alone these two delicate guys.
Thinking of this, Wei Kun recalled his childhood and adolescence. There were many mosquitoes in Nanjing by the Yangtze River. But as the scale of the city grew larger and larger, the health of the city itself and the large-scale killing of several 'patriotic health actions' every year, the number of mosquitoes became fewer and fewer. Wei Kun still remembered when he was in primary school, the school asked everyone to 'hand over 20 flies that had been killed.' Then for a few days, the streets and even the suburbs were full of people looking around with fly swatters. In the past, there used to be flies flying around the garbage dump, but after such a round of national killing every year, the flies were really getting fewer and fewer.
The national health campaign was not only carried out in Nanjing, but also in the vast land of the Min dynasty. Propaganda and action, even though everyone was more and more going through the motions, Wei Kun liked to participate in these activities with his children when he was a child. At first, everyone held a fly swatter to hit the flies, then later, they held a fly swatter to hit each other. Thinking back to himself more than a decade ago, Wei Kun felt that it was too funny. And he was really happy.
When could Africa not reach such a level? Wei Kun suddenly felt that there was still a long way to go. It was too extravagant of him to ask his black brothers, who had no concept of society for thousands of years, to happily participate in social activities. The document that made Wei Kun stay up all night to read was Wang Mingshan's conclusion on Africa's development. The document stated that it would take at least 50 years for Africa to enter the stage where it truly had the concept of a nation.
"Can I live for another 50 years?" Wei Kun, who was in his twenties, was full of sarcasm. This is the so-called social progress. When children happily wave their flyswatters around to kill flies because they don't have to go to school, they don't think it has any great social significance. At that time, they only learned how to use a fly swatter to kill flies. He also learned that flies could infect bacteria, and bacteria could cause diseases, so killing the flies was beneficial to the country and the people. Most importantly, they didn't have to go to class that day. That was great!
Looking at the policy derivations made by the older generation, many of the specific derivations were too basic and practical, and they used a lot of mathematical models. Wei Kun didn't understand these, but he could understand the conclusion. The fact that a country could effectively launch a "patriotic health campaign" meant that the country was strong. That was a real mobilization. The annual mobilization of the Min dynasty really popularized health knowledge and increased people's understanding of epidemic prevention. They also let everyone participate in the activity. The significance of this was not as simple as a simple activity.
As he thought about it, Wei Kun tilted his head and fell asleep. This dreamless sleep seemed to be only for a moment. Wei Kun was shaken up by the guard.
"Secretary Wei, Secretary Wang wants you to go over," the guard said to Wei Kun.
Looking up at his watch, it was already 11 o 'clock in the morning. Falling asleep before 6 o 'clock in the morning, Wei Kun felt full of energy. He simply washed his face and used a towel to dry his three-millimeter long hair on his head. Wei Kun put on his clothes, picked up the document he had already circled for questioning, and went straight to Wang Mingshan's office.
After arriving at the office, Wei Kun saw that Wang Mingshan's expression was not very good. When Wang Mingshan opened his mouth to speak, Wei Kun felt that Wang Mingshan's voice was full of anger. "The British actually played tricks on us, forcefully giving the Boers about 10,000 square kilometers of land. He's clearly trying to trip us up. "
Wei Kun felt that this was not the emotion Wang Mingshan should show. Wasn't it just a small matter? So Wei Kun didn't think and directly replied, "This is not a problem. Tell the British, if the Boers mess with us, we will hold the British responsible. Whether or not the British are behind this, if anything happens, the British will be the scapegoat. "
As soon as this was said, the expression of a young cadre next to him looked unhappy. He said, "If we do this, I'm afraid the British will not negotiate with us."
Wei Kun blinked. His first thought was that he didn't understand what this cadre meant. The British's concession was not based on friendship, but because China had the ability to uproot the British power in Southern Africa. In order to avoid directly breaking the stalemate, coupled with the British Highness's own desire to seize political benefits, this situation was formed. If China showed weakness at this time, it would be the most unbelievable choice.
With this thought in mind, Wei Kun replied, "The British also said that this peace negotiation is a show of friendship between the two sides. In this case, the British should show an attitude of friendship. Is deliberately causing trouble for friends a symbol of friendship? "
Wang Mingshan nodded. "Wei Kun, you talk to the British about this."
"Uh …" Wei Kun felt annoyed at the thought of the British Highness's cowardly look. Negotiating with such a scum was really a test of patience. Wei Kun didn't think he could hold back his anger.
Wang Mingshan didn't give Wei Kun a chance to refuse. He said bluntly, "You've experienced a lot of work. If you haven't eaten pork, you'll live with pigs every day and not know the taste of pork."
Being told this by his boss, Wei Kun could only nod and agree. Looking at Wei Kun's sullen face, Wang Mingshan smiled and said, "Your expression now is very good. If you show the attitude of a laborer to those who value family background very much, they will only look down on you and think that you don't have the style. Seeing them with such a sullen face, it's as if they already owe you money. It's the best way to scare those guys. "
After hearing Wang Mingshan's words, Wei Kun smiled bitterly. "Secretary Wang, if I do this at home, I'll be scolded. Apart from being scolded, I'm afraid father will also beat me. "
"Wei Kun!" Wang Mingshan said earnestly, "You know that you should be a laborer. I know that you should be a laborer. But the British don't know that they think that a noble background is the most important thing. Sing a song according to the mountain you go to. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. It's not that you've changed, but the surrounding environment has changed. As a laborer, you have to adapt to the environment. Just like when I tried to grow bamboo on both sides of the Nile River, I failed. If you went to the upper basin of the Nile River to grow bamboo, you would be a great success. It's the same principle. "
After listening to Wang Mingshan's suggestion, Wei Kun also felt that it made sense. He let out a long sigh. "This is really pushing a duck onto a perch."
"This isn't pushing a duck onto a perch, this is called pretending to be a cat and pretending to be a dog." Wang Mingshan corrected Wei Kun's opinion.
After this matter was settled, Wei Kun began to ask Wang Mingshan questions before the British arrived. As for the basic design and mathematical models, Wei Kun really didn't know anything about it. Wang Mingshan smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is the content of the intermediate and advanced training. You're still young, you have the opportunity to train at the basic level. "
Wei Kun sighed and said, "Secretary Wang, you said that you're not satisfied with my dad. I also feel that it's really difficult to be satisfied with him now. It's impossible for everyone to be satisfied with this kind of climbing promotion system. "
Wang Mingshan put away his smile and said seriously, "That's not necessarily true. The system designed by your father is not ordinary. If you only want to live without making any mistakes, you will naturally be able to survive in this system. If you want to climb up, the barriers are also clear. The conditions and standards of competition are never hidden. Wei Kun, those who can climb this barrier know that the more clear the competition, the better it is for everyone. It's just that no one wants to be the guy who is eliminated. "
Wei Kun felt that he could vaguely understand Wang Mingshan's words. The biggest problem was not failure, but not giving a chance. But as Wang Mingshan said, Wei Kun himself had no interest in failure. He naturally wanted to go from one victory to another.
The two discussed for a while, and the secretary announced that the British had arrived. Wei Kun went to meet with this Royal Highness. As soon as they met, Wei Kun wanted to talk about the Boers. He didn't expect the British Royal Highness to start talking nonsense about the nobles. Princess Osman, various British nobles. Wei Kun listened reluctantly at first, but later he couldn't help it. He wanted to tell the British Royal Highness very implicitly to talk business first. Then thinking of Wang Mingshan's suggestion, Wei Kun replied coldly with a straight face, "I'm not interested in this group of people! In order to answer to … my father, the Boers must be settled! "
The British Royal Highness looked like he wanted to slap his thigh. "That's what I was talking about!"
"Huh?" Wei Kun couldn't understand. What did talking about the British upper class have to do with the Boers?
"I've telegraphed with London about how to deal with the Boers. I personally think the Boers are just that, but London's attitude is very clear. They must leave a Boer kingdom. I've tried my best. If I want this to turn around, I need Your Highness, Wei Kun, to come forward, "the British Royal Highness said hurriedly.
"Why should I come forward?" Wei Kun felt that he had already come forward.
The British Royal Highness saw that Wei Kun was such a blockhead, so he made it clearer. "I personally suggest that you come to London with me. You can express your views on our side in person. I believe it will have an impact on the British Parliament. If we can really make Britain believe that China is willing to be friendly with Britain. That would be even better. What do you think? "
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