Sowing discord, blatant and open sowing discord!

Ruan cursed the old man in his heart, thinking that this was revenge for setting a trap for him!

Sure enough, a man who looked very shrewd turned his attention to her.

"Comrade Ruan, you must understand better than anyone the importance of economic support for the development of a province."

Instead of using it to decorate some useless facade, it's better to use it wisely to maximize its effectiveness and value.

Comrade Nguyen, who profited handsomely from the diplomatic conference, surely understands this principle.

Before Ruan Xianxian came in, she had already tried to manipulate Mu Xia. In several verbal exchanges, the young woman showed no aggression.

But every time I throw out a question, she throws it back at me in the same way, making it very frustrating to talk to her.

He had heard about Ruan Xianxian's basic situation. He was a very greedy and ambitious person who knew how to manipulate others if they wanted something from him.

Lin Rui Cong's guard stepped forward, whispered a few words in Ruan Xianxian's ear, and briefly introduced the speaker's identity.

Zhou Qi, a senior deputy section chief in the provincial department, was among the attendees, who were all high-ranking officials from various ministries.

His sharp tongue, delivered by a mere deputy section chief, was attributed to a middle-aged man opposite him who smiled like a Buddha. This man was the one in charge of the Ministry of Political Affairs present.

In other words, Zhou Qi was just a mouthpiece for the person in charge.

"You're talking nonsense!" Suddenly, a burly man, at least 1.9 meters tall and dressed in military uniform, slammed his fist on the table and pointed at Zhou Qi's nose, cursing loudly.

"Your parents taught you to acquire military equipment as just for show? Slandering, defaming, and damaging the military's image—does the higher-ups even know you're taking such unconventional approaches?"

“I said, the military is the face of the nation’s borders. Is there a problem with using the word ‘decoration’? If you’re uneducated, go home and learn. Stop making a fool of yourself here.”

"You..." The rough man was furious, but anyone who had experienced the eloquence of a scholar knew how sharp his tongue was. He couldn't win the argument at all, and instead, he ended up getting angry himself.

The head of the Ministry of the Interior picked up his water glass and smiled.

Zhou Qi shifted his gaze, turning his attention back to Ruan Xianxian. "Comrade Ruan is educated; surely she wouldn't associate with these illiterate bumpkins?"

To deal with a greenhorn like her, you don't need any fancy rhetoric. Just put her on a pedestal and say that she's educated, and her relationship with the military will automatically be severed.

Just as intellectuals dislike warriors, warriors dislike scholars even more because they can neither win an argument nor a fight.

His words automatically categorized Ruan Xianxian as one of his own, causing the military to instinctively feel resistant towards her.

Everyone knows that Ruan Xianxian has a closer relationship with the military. Her denial is not only a way of denying her educated status, but also a way of breaking ties with the Ministry of Political Affairs.

If she hadn't been careful and had fallen into a linguistic trap, she would have disappointed the military that had been supporting her.

People's hearts grow cold little by little.

Zhou Qi thought that if she said a few words that wouldn't offend either side, everyone present was smart, and someone who couldn't even figure out their own stance would only have so much use to her!

It was all a trap, and he was confident of victory as he looked at Ruan Xianxian who had raised her head.

"The roughneck you described used his body to build a high wall for the people when foreign enemies invaded."

The roughnecks you speak of are the ones who wrote the battle song of China with their blood.

"What were you doing while they fought fearlessly on the front lines, giving their last drop of blood?"

She raised her hand and made a writing gesture.

Everyone in the military laughed, especially the rough-looking man who laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

"I know, I know, they're writing articles for the newspaper, criticizing this or that."

The people from the Ministry of the Interior looked furious!

Zhou Qi's face darkened for a moment. He hadn't expected that a girl who looked like a lump of dough would have such strong attack power.

She didn't belittle anyone with words, but with just one gesture, she could make someone so angry that their heart, liver, lungs, and kidneys ached.

This is the most crucial point.

He underestimated her.

"Comrade Ruan means that those commanders who sit in the rear and decide the victory of the war are all just pen-wielding experts?"

Ruan Xianxian once heard a saying that those with brains in the Green Gang became leaders, while those with brute strength who only knew how to fight and lacked brains became henchmen and lackeys.

Although Zhou Qi was deliberately misinterpreting her words, Ruan Xianxian still lifted her eyelids and said, "What determines the success or failure of a battle is cohesion."

Leaving aside the distant past, the roughneck you mentioned, this Colonel Lin Rui Cong beside me...

Once, during an engagement with the enemy, he was imprisoned, and when his squad was reduced to only seven men, he managed to wipe out 89 Japanese soldiers.

Can we rely solely on our brains and battle plans?

As the saying goes, a general in the field may disobey orders.

Tactics and strategies changed constantly; there was no cohesion, no faith, and no perseverance. I've reviewed the battle, and it was absolutely impossible to win.

Comrade Zhou, in my opinion, the political department and the military department play equally important roles in a single battle.

Now that the war is over and the people have just begun to enjoy a peaceful and prosperous life, I don't understand why you keep leading people to the topic of military-political division.

But I think this idea is wrong. I know you don't agree, and I also have a question that Comrade Zhou needs to answer.

The phrase "divide and conquer the military and the government" sent chills down Zhou Qi's spine. Cold sweat was already dripping down his forehead. That brat was trying to kill him! Didn't she see the leader's face turn pale? Her intentions were truly despicable.

Before he could come up with a response to defend himself, Ruan Xianxian looked at him with a smile and said, "Tell me, which part of the body is more important, the brain or the torso?"

Zhou Qi clenched his fists, his face turning ashen.

The military personnel weren't laughing exaggeratedly, but everyone had a smile on their face.

I think Xiao Ruan's question is excellent.

They had no intention of making things difficult for anyone, but it was these idle people who seized the opportunity to viciously attack and belittle them, relying on the fact that they couldn't easily take action right now!

In times of war, these good-for-nothings would be incredibly good at hiding their lives.

They only dare to act out now because they are protected by the law.

Looking at those proud and self-satisfied faces, like those of men in their forties, Ruan Xianxian couldn't help but chuckle softly.

I am reminded of a similar statement made by an outlaw in later generations: "Because the law protects the weak, it is the last line of defense for morality."

Those who are supposed to be protected are often unaware that they are the weak ones, and insist on exploiting loopholes in the bottom line to gain attention and garner favor.

"Hmm?" Ruan Xianxian gave a soft "hmm." "Is it hard to answer?"

Zhou Qi was already drenched in sweat, his palms damp with sweat. It was too tricky; how was he supposed to answer?

The mind and body are equally important, but to give this answer would undoubtedly contradict his own convictions and make everything he said above seem like a fallacy.

What's the difference between contradicting yourself and slapping yourself in the face?

Receiving a subtle hint from his superior, he had an idea in mind and regained his composure.

With his fingers interlaced on the table, he said, "Comrade Ruan's question is very good."

As everyone here knows, a person who loses limbs can survive with timely treatment, but a person who loses their head has no chance of survival, not even a second later.