Fu Xiao shrugged without comment.
She raised her hand to check the time. It was already one o'clock. Why were there still so few people around?
Zhai Yumo said softly: "It's still early."
She raised her eyes and looked at him in confusion, "It was said to start at 1:30 in the morning."
"Yes," Zhai Yumo nodded without denying, "but he said to start preparing at 1:30,"
"You saw how long the preparation time was in the morning..." His words were suggestive.
Fu Xiao leaned back in his chair lazily.
It's still early indeed.
She smelled the scent of medicine, shifted her gaze to the man next to her, and chuckled, "Since we are friends, do you mind if I ask a somewhat presumptuous question?"
"Ask..." He leaned forward, his voice soft.
Fu Xiao leaned forward a little, and said in a low voice: "Why do you want to change the medicine..."
The gentleness on Zhai Yumo's face froze, and he leaned back on the chair.
He looked at her deeply, with a different emotion in his eyes, "Your medical skills are so good..."
Without taking his pulse or asking any questions, I could tell just by smelling him that he had taken different medicine.
She said in a calm tone: "Didn't the doctor who prescribed the medicine for you tell you that this medicine has side effects?"
"I know,"
Know?
Fu Xiao couldn't help but ask, "Then, what's the point of your health at this time?"
Zhai Yumo stared at her for a few seconds and slowly said, "If you are a person who has been ill for a long time and there is medicine that can make you healthy, why not use it."
Health is what he has always longed for, and the Zhai family’s doctor outside finally found the medicine.
Even though there were side effects, he still used it for some reason.
He was thinking at that time that no matter how serious the sequelae were, they would not be better than before.
So he took the medicine without telling his family.
Although he did not give a direct answer, Fu Xiao roughly knew what he was thinking.
For those who have been bedridden for a long time, there is a medicine that can allow them to live healthily for a year, a month, or even less.
Without this medicine, you can live a long time, but you can only lie in bed.
Some people think that a good death is worse than a miserable life, but some people don't think so...
Many people who have been depressed for a long time want another way of life.
Fu Xiao raised his eyes and met Zhai Yumo's.
Something seemed to flash in his eyes, but when he looked again, everything returned to normal.
Zhai Yumo crossed his long legs and said softly, "I still have a lot of time, right?"
Even though he acted as if nothing had happened, Fu Xiao could still see the darkness in his eyes.
She was about to say something.
"Amo,"
The two looked up and saw Zhai Zhengrong walked in and waved at him.
Zhai Yumo looked at Fu Xiaowei and nodded, chuckling: "Let's talk again when we have a chance..."
He walked towards Zhai Zhengrong, looked at the two of them and began to whisper.
Fu Xiao looked around and saw that there were obviously more people sitting down. He raised his hand to check the time. It was one forty.
At this time, Fu Weilun and Wang Zhifeng walked in.
After walking over and sitting down, Fu Weilun turned his head to look at her and said with a smile, "Why are you here so early? I looked for you in the restaurant for a while."
Fu Xiao curled his lips and raised his watch, "I was looking at the time."
Who knows, there are hidden rules.
Fu Weilun smiled, chatted with her for a few words, and watched people slowly arrive.
He turned his head and whispered, "Xiaoxiao, did you remember all the people I introduced this morning?"
Hearing his question, Fu Xiao nodded seriously, "I remember everything..."
"Okay," Fu Weilun continued, "Then write down the important points each of them makes this afternoon. Be sure to distinguish them by person and don't confuse them."
"clear,"
At around 2:30, all the people in the venue had arrived, and another senior leader was introduced on the microphone.
As soon as he finished speaking, applause broke out.
A man walked in from the side door of the conference room. He was in his fifties, tall, with neatly combed hair. Behind him was his secretary holding a notebook.
As soon as he appeared, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet, you could hear a pin drop, and everyone stood up to greet him.
He waved his hand at everyone, "Everyone sit down..."
The person sitting in the upper seat was wearing a simple light grey Mao suit. Although he had a smile on his face, he gave people an unusual sense of oppression.
He is concentrated but not releasing, he holds it in but does not let it go, his body is as still as a mountain, and he appears very heavy.
He turned his head and said a few words to the person next to him, then began to speak.
"Comrades, we are gathered here today to talk about the past few years..."
Fu Xiao listened carefully. What was being said were mostly about some counties and cities that performed relatively well. He praised the ones that performed well and pointed out the ones that performed poorly.
"Next, please...."
When someone else took the floor, Fu Xiao wrote down that person's name and then continued recording after him.
“The situation in Central China…”
Several people explained, and finally the microphone fell into the mouth of the first person.
He made a summary in a serious tone, and every sentence he spoke was concise, clear and to the point.
He just made the faces of the people sitting below turn red with shame, and then he softened his tone.
Finally, he talked about how difficult it was for everyone, but since he had shouldered the heavy responsibility, he should live up to his mission.
Fu Xiao thought to herself: It's not easy to be a leader. She felt a little guilty after hearing this.
This kind of eloquence is very suitable for boosting morale before the army sets out.
The listeners' blood boils.
She saw the person at the top put down the manuscript in his hand and said with a smile: "Xinhua News Agency published an article, I believe everyone has read it."
"I believe that everything written in the article can be realized. It will be our reality in the near future."
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