Li Mingzhe was a bit unhygienic, so he used an old newspaper to take out the meat.
Wan Feng saw that the meat still had ice chips on it and asked, "Do you have a refrigerator here?"
"It turned out to be the landlord's, an old-fashioned freezer, and the noise was as loud as an airplane."
This metaphor left Wan Feng speechless. This was very much in line with the spirit of the fighting nation. As long as their products could be used, it was fine. It didn't matter whether they were noisy, comfortable to use, or whether they consumed a lot of electricity or oil.
Han Guangjia got a bundle of willow branches, cut them into wooden sticks with a knife, cut the meat into strips, strung them on the sticks and roasted them on the fire.
Wan Feng felt that fire was too scorching and stayed away from the fire.
The meat was all skewered on wooden sticks and grilled over the fire, and the newspaper was blown in front of Wan Feng by a gust of wind.
Wan Feng saw that the colorful newspaper had some of the style of newspapers in later generations, so he reached out and grabbed the newspaper out of curiosity.
At that time, newspapers in China were all in black and white, and sometimes a red header was considered a novelty.
This newspaper not only has colorful fonts, but also has many photos.
Wan Feng admitted that he picked up the newspaper because he was attracted by a photo on page four of a woman with her skirt blown up by the wind.
He didn't recognize many of the words in the newspaper, so he could only look at the pictures and casually asked, "What kind of newspaper is this?"
"Komsomolskaya Democracy and Freedom Daily." Li Mingzhe answered without turning his head.
Democratic Freedom News?
Isn't this the slogan that Western countries often used to deceive Shabi more than a decade later? It has deceived many countries that were once doing well into civil war.
Could this be a private newspaper?
"Is this a public or private organization?"
"It's privately owned and has only been around for a short time. I think it was founded in April."
Wan Feng remembered that after Gorbachev implemented privatization, all industries in the Soviet Union were privatized, and the propaganda department was even more powerful in privatization. Weren't those Soviet heroes wantonly slandered and defamed by these self-media?
The whole country is like a chessboard. It is normal for self-media to appear in Komsomolsk, a remote border city, while Moscow is full of self-media.
We-media? Wan Feng's mind lit up.
"Li Mingzhe! After dinner, go contact this newspaper."
"Contact the newspaper? Why?"
"Submit a manuscript."
Li Mingzhe was confused: "Go to the newspaper office to submit the article?"
What's wrong with this boss? Why is he thinking about publishing again? Does this have anything to do with reselling steel?
"Let's talk about it after we finish the barbecue."
When Han Guangjia was serving in the army, he ate whatever he could catch in the wild, so he was very good at barbecue. Although the grilled fish and meat had no seasoning, the taste was very pure.
Wan Feng was thinking while eating fish, and by the time he finished the barbecue, he had already typed out a draft in his mind.
After eating barbecue, Wan Feng called Zhang Zhiyuan into the house and asked Li Mingzhe to find paper and pen.
Wan Feng dictated and Zhang Zhiyuan recorded. After more than ten minutes, an article was completed about the Gongqingcheng police's poor handling of the case and deliberate concealment of a serious arms trafficking criminal.
Li Mingzhe looked at the manuscript in a daze: "Boss, do you mean to expose this in the newspaper to put pressure on the police department to severely punish Qin Yuan?"
This child is teachable!
Wan Feng nodded.
"Will this work? I think it's more practical to do it for real."
This is short-sighted, isn't it? The best strategy is to attack the enemy's heart. The power of public opinion attacks is no less than that of artillery shells. Wasn't the Soviet Union immediately fooled by public opinion?
"Take this manuscript to this Democratic Freedom Newspaper this afternoon."
“What if they don’t send it or don’t dare to send it?”
"Hey, you brought... let me think about how much you need. I think five hundred rubles would be enough. If you pay, I guarantee it will be delivered."
Isn't the purpose of self-media to make money? Others ask for royalties when publishing articles, but I not only don't ask for royalties but also give you money. Why wouldn't they do it?
As for whether you dare to publish it, since it is called the Democratic Freedom Daily, if you don’t dare to publish it, wouldn’t that be slapping yourself in the face?
"I always feel that this thing is useless and a waste of money."
"It should work. If not, we'll keep sending it out. If that doesn't work, we'll mobilize a hundred or eighty people to march in front of the police station to protest against police misconduct."
"Who would have nothing better to do than go out on the street and do this?"
"Haha, give them money. Give everyone ten rubles and go to the police station to shout slogans. See if anyone will show up. And if you add some publicity to the newspapers, see if the police station will be able to sit still."
If you give money, naturally some people will go and make a fuss.
Wan Feng saw this kind of thing a lot on online TV in later generations. Isn't this the same thing that the West uses to overthrow a country's regime?
The most typical example is the Arab Spring. Isn't this how it happened from Syria to Libya to Syria?
First, they create public opinion, then spend money to hire people to go to the streets to stir up trouble. People who don't know the truth join in and the momentum grows and eventually it turns into violent attacks, then armed conflicts and finally civil war.
A good country is ruined just like that.
It's all routine.
They once wanted to play the same trick in China, but the Chinese are good at watching the fun, and they absolutely cannot go up and make trouble. Who would give up a good life and make themselves uncomfortable?
Therefore, the dozen or so clowns in the capital were unable to cause any trouble, and the US ambassador was caught by college students on the spot and was speechless.
There should be no problem using this method in Gongqingcheng. The Russians are different from the Chinese. They are straightforward and will raise the issue if provoked. There is no problem.
"Then I'll give it a try." Li Mingzhe took the money and the manuscript and went out.
Not to mention Li Mingzhe's confusion, even Han Guangjia's Chen Dao and Zhang Zhiyuan didn't understand the ins and outs of this as they had never experienced it.
"Can we arrest Qin Yuan in this way?"
"Gun trafficking is a serious crime in the Soviet Union. Anyone caught will be shot. Public opinion is building, and the police won't dare suppress it. So we have to take action. Shooting is even better. Even if we can't catch Qin Yuan, he'll have to run. Where can he run to?"
Alexey was the first to think of this: "Run to Legaha, where he can hide outside of Komsomolsk-on-Amur."
Babulev expressed a different opinion from the side: "He could also run to Vladivostok. Isn't he connected with the Yuenan people?"
Heading to Vladivostok?
If this were to happen, would those Yuenan people in Vladivostok be implicated? It was unclear whether they would flee or not. Where could Qin Yuan dare to run?
From Komsomolsk-on-Amur to the southeast of Sovetskaya Port, take the Baikal-Amur Railway north to Europe.
It is not impossible for Qin Yuan to run in these two directions, but Wan Feng believes that his greatest possibility is to hide in Legah.
Legah is just an inconspicuous village, and it is suitable for hiding.
It would be better for him to hide in Legah. Even if he ran to other places, he would be like a frightened bird. No matter where he hid, he would never have anything to do in Gongqingcheng again.
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