Jun Jing was led astray by his wife's thoughts and also thought of this problem.
"It's been a while since I last saw that leader. Didn't a leader say last time that he was in the hospital?"
Bai Lu glanced at Jun Jing coldly, "Think about it again! Is something big going to happen?"
Jun Jing held Bai Lu's hand tightly again, "You mean, it happened in the past few days?"
"Heart disease medication was delivered, but major events won't change. Just like the meteorite shower, three large meteorites are a sign that no one can escape. This doesn't seem like research results being advanced ahead of schedule. This kind of thing, like a natural disaster, is beyond human intervention."
Jun Jing held his breath, and then seemed a little anxious.
When people in later generations hear about the past, they don’t feel sad. But when they actually come into contact with these people and see with their own eyes what they have done for the people, their diligent efforts, and how they never even mentioned the concept of overtime, and their dedication to their work ethic of burning like a candle, they will naturally be touched.
"I'll ask Dad tomorrow."
Bai Lu shook her head subconsciously. "There's no way to ask about this kind of thing. In fact, time has been delayed, but according to every major event that happens in this plane, today is the last day of July."
"You mean, tonight at the latest?"
Bai Lu muttered, "Hmm!"
She didn't mean to change the subject. She never tried to save the situation because she knew from the beginning that if it was a minor character, it might be okay to use force.
However, the major players that influence major events are absolutely beyond human control and intervention.
Even if intervention is done, it can only delay the pregnancy for a few days, and the longest delay will not exceed full term.
Because the big events of the month will definitely happen in that month!
This is an unchangeable logic that Bai Lu discovered after being the king of the system for so long and traveling through countless dimensions.
Just like, if a person has cancer, you can intervene with drugs, but in the end, this severe cancer will take his life; it’s just a matter of time.
"Are you sad?"
Jun Jing asked softly.
"There are definitely some. Even though I haven't had a deep contact with them, the things they did and the words they said will still remain in my mind. The existence of great people is not because of how great they are, but because of their thoughts and actions. The same thing will have different results if done with a sense of justice or with a sense of profit.
I respect him, just like before we came to Beijing, when my grandfather asked us to go to the cemetery to send chrysanthemums, we felt the same helplessness and reluctance. We would think that if he could continue to manage things for a few more years, or if he could retreat to the second line and only provide some guidance without doing anything himself, perhaps he could make faster progress in some things.
However, while our time can flow backward, the time of great men never can. They are fireworks, burning candles, and they will be deeply recorded in the long river of history.
Jun Jing was a little confused. "What about you and me? If we return to this era, will the future remember us?"
"Do you want to?" Bai Lu raised her head and asked Jun Jing.
Jun Jing was even more confused.
Do you want to?
Wanting to be remembered by future generations, listed on the monument of great men, and not forgotten, a large number of people come to pay tribute to them every year...
"Will that disturb our afterlife? We should be quiet, disappearing into the bustling city to vent our feelings. The long river of history is not suitable for erecting a monument for us."
Jun Jing thought for a long time before telling Bai Lu.
Bai Lu raised the corners of her mouth slightly and smiled faintly. In fact, these were too far-fetched to think about now.
Just like the ancient Wu Zetian, there was nothing written on the inscription without words, and many scholars are studying the reasons behind this.
But what's the point? Does it really matter what the people of the past thought? What matters is that the inscriptionless monument remains.
And for her, returning to this era, the important thing is to let the Chinese experience everything that those foreigners have made them experience, and they need to experience twice as much in order to understand the pain.
"After the first batch of computers are exported, buyers probably won't realize the damage caused by the gaming 'pacifier' because sales are good and subsequent orders will come in. We need to find gaming distributors in these countries before they discover the problem. This, all of this, needs to be completed before October."
Bai Lu and Jun Jing returned to the main topic.
Jun Jing scoffed, "We're still not ruthless enough. We're always reluctant to do bad things ourselves. When they start fighting among themselves, we just sit on the sidelines and watch. If they can't, we just sit back and win and make money."
"Since you've decided to cooperate with the American mercenaries, why not let them take the internet business with them this time? With the internet business, the US state governments will probably be eager to cooperate with them. That way, even if a certain government wants to do something, as long as the governors sign their names to oppose it, the network can be rolled out. By then, the online game that has swept the US, "Chinese Paladin," will become a dream for young people.
By the way, how was the trade fair with Sakura Country this time? Did they buy any of our products?
Jun Jing, "They are more interested in some of the chips in our products."
"Then let them buy the product, take it apart and study it slowly. We won't cooperate on chips for now. If we want to cooperate, we can discuss it in half a year."
Jun Jing raised his eyebrows, "Are you trying to do something bad again?"
"What harm can I do to the chip? In six months, our Chinese-made brands will surely be spread all over the world. Even if the US wants to start a trade war, it won't be able to prevent the invasion of satellite phones in six months."
Jun Jing was a little surprised that his wife suddenly wanted to move the phone forward. "Didn't you say that the phone should be delayed for a while?"
"The official authorities can start using it first. It's convenient. The most important thing is that when we go abroad, we need to keep in touch with China. As long as there are signal towers in Beijing and satellites are launched into space, we won't lose contact, right?"
Jun Jing buried his head in the crook of his wife's neck. "I'm relieved that you're finally considering the safety of the operation."
Bai Lu laughed heartily, but then turned serious again. "Tomorrow when you go out, remember to dress plainly. Go to Mr. Hua and explain what I told you. If that person dies at the appointed time, lend a hand. I'm at the base and won't be leaving. I'm still mentally ill."
Jun Jing choked and wished he could hold his wife in his arms.
Then she thought of the dangerous thing she had done today. "You're such a fool. After all, what you did today can't be concealed. Either you tell the truth yourself, or I'll tell the truth later and let Dad expose the matter. Then you won't be free for another quarter of an hour."
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