Bai Lu opened her eyes and found herself in darkness. She was the only one on the bed. She stretched out her hands and made a big character.
Where the hands emerged, there was no bed!
Such a small bed! It’s a pity that she didn’t turn over just now, otherwise she would have rolled off the bed.
What was that noise? An explosion? That doesn't seem like it!
Bai Lu got up from the bed, followed the light in the room, opened the door, and saw two rows of soldiers standing at the door.
"Where's Junjing?"
The person closest to the door pointed to the next room.
Bai Lu walked over in a daze.
Su Zhiwei was still cursing, but at this moment, his true nature as a soldier was exposed, and the good manners he had accumulated in a high position for more than ten years were completely gone. "Damn it! Those damn Japanese are really inhuman! I really want to see them all destroyed! Too..."
The door was pushed open. Su Zhiwei was cursing fiercely, but when he saw Bai Lu, he immediately shut up and turned back into the appearance of Commander Su.
Bai Lu: ...
Why are you pretending to be me?
"What did you find out?"
Judging from the situation, he must have found out something!
Jun Jing recounted what had just happened, only to see Bai Lu chuckle. "What's there to be angry about? Tell your father to find the head of the Propaganda Department at the top and spread the word. From the city to the brigades, factories, and every village, they must see it everywhere: I will never regret coming to China in this life, and I will still be a flower farmer in my next life."
Su Zhiwei cried out, "What's the point? These Japanese are doing what they're supposed to be doing."
"This is just the beginning. Then, we'll have people lead cultural exchanges every day. We'll start by reciting the Ten Years slogan, and then select ten people every day to come on stage and tell their stories about their relationship with the country. Regularly, every week, each village or team leader, propaganda member, etc., will tell our people about the Long March and the tragic events of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Mao. Most importantly, we'll make sure everyone in China today knows about Q31's important events, and pass them on through word of mouth."
Bai Lu said, looking at Jun Jing.
"Do you have any other tricks?" Jun Jing extended his hand to his wife and patted the chair beside him.
Bai Lu sat on the stool and said, "As a great country, how should we treat our people? Should we reward those who do well? Should we punish those who do not? You can be unpatriotic, then go to the place you love.
One reward, two cores, three favors, four penalties, five merits, six rules. Do you understand?"
Jun Jing clapped his hands, "That's another five-year plan."
Bai Lu raised a finger.
Su Zhiwei, "One year?"
"If it's fast, it'll be a month, if it's slow, it'll be a year at most, unless it's hidden very deeply. In that case, be considerate of the other party and bury the person immediately after discovery. People who love their country will definitely want to be buried and return to their homeland as soon as possible."
Bai Lu mentioned burying people without any ambiguity.
The method she mentioned is brainwashing. It starts with a pyramid scheme, which keeps people in a place with cultural influence. When everyone around them says that it is right to do so, some people will subconsciously develop the misconception that their previous ideas were wrong.
The subsequent favors, punishments, merits, etc. are all to serve the final rules.
However, once you fall into the trap, it is difficult to think it through because everyone around you is doing and thinking the same way.
It’s just like the logical thinking of farming to make money and have children that Zhao Jianguo complained about more than ten days ago.
This is actually a terrible method, not suitable for long-term use, but for now, it is the only way to quickly get everyone on board and work together! It can cleanse the wounds of the past decade.
"I like to hear that. That tiny place must be the underworld. Otherwise, why don't these people stay in their own places and have to come here? They all crawled out from underground!" Su Zhiwei slammed the table again indignantly. People tend to get angry easily when they don't get enough rest.
Bai Lu frowned and squinted her eyes. She watched Su Zhiwei slam the table and then take his hand away, then she slapped the table as well.
The table cracked with a sound, the legs were broken into several sections, and the table top was broken into two halves.
Su Zhiwei: ...
"Is it ringing?" Bai Lu looked at Su Zhiwei and asked.
"Noise." Su Zhiwei responded, which scared him so much that his sleepiness disappeared.
"I thought it was quite loud, so that's how I woke you up." Bai Lu's tone was very flat, her eyes were dull, and she disappeared into the empty door on the spot. If it weren't for the fact that Su Zhiwei was a bit old, she would really beat him up.
"Xiu, take a break. Ah, Junjing, take Comrade Bailu back and have a good rest..."
Su Zhiwei was extremely embarrassed. Just now he could still slam his hands on the table, but now he really didn't know where to put them. He was a man in his fifties, and in front of a little girl, he suddenly felt inferior. What was going on?
Jun Jing, who had already carried his wife to the next room, said softly, "Sleep a little longer?"
Bai Lu shook her head. "Give Bai Chen the antiviral medicine first. He should be awake by noon. If his body functions well, we'll schedule surgery for him this afternoon."
Jun Jing nodded, "The operation will go smoothly."
"It's just a matter of removing a part of the diseased stomach. It depends on whether the equipment works well." Bai Lu said, "Come with me to see the equipment later."
Bai Lu, who had only slept for two hours, felt numb and all her sleepiness disappeared after seeing the simple operating room equipment.
There was no laparoscopic machine! Nor was there any other necessary equipment. The so-called operating room only had the simplest instruments, oxygen tanks, etc.
Jun Jing looked at Bai Lu's changing expression and knew that the situation was not good.
"Why don't we take Bai Chen to Jing City for treatment? The conditions there might be better."
Junjing suggested.
Bai Lu shook her head. "He can't sit in a car for that long. He's been taking antiviral drugs, and he can't get on a plane for a while. He might have an immune rejection reaction."
"Then I'll get you whatever equipment you need!" Jun Jing thought, no matter what, as long as his wife needed it and as long as it was available, he would do his best to help.
Bai Lu sat beside the operating bed, placing her last hope on the unreliable banking system.
"You go out first, I'll calm down a little bit..."
Her mind is in a mess.
"Then I'll go buy breakfast." Jun Jing didn't want to disturb his wife, so he left the operating room.
Bai Lu found the membership rights in the bank system interface.
I was busy yesterday and didn't have time to see what was unlocked after one million.
What you see at this moment is an AI-like portrait in the membership benefits.
[Hello, ancestor! Your caring little cotton jacket is dedicated to serving you! ]
Bai Lu: ...
What a disgusting name!
Bai Lu, "Almighty means you can do anything?"
[Yes, ancestors!]
Bai Lu took a deep breath and said, "First, a gold ingot."
A gold ingot appeared in Bai Lu's hand.
The corners of her lips twitched, and she threw the gold ingot into the space.
Space prompt: Bai Lu puts the gold ingot into the space.
Jun Jing was stunned as he was paying for breakfast. His wife had robbed him in the operating room?!
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