Chapter 848: Dean Zhu retreats at the last minute, senior water army raises high song
The hot water was steaming, and wisps of smoke were rising.
The aroma of tea wafts into the air.
Chief Wen from Planet Q3 pushed the tea forward and said, "Dean Zhu, don't you want some? This tea is incredibly rare. It's the only one on the entire planet. We only make it for the most distinguished guests."
Dean Zhu did not move.
"Dean Zhu is too disrespectful." The smile on Wen Jun's face gradually faded.
"I'm afraid it's not my turn to drink Mr. Wen Qiu's tea." Zhu Tiansheng stared at him.
He laughed, "How could that be? I brewed it especially for you, Dean."
"I don't like tea, Captain Wenqiu. If there's nothing else, I'm going back."
"Of course there is." Wen Jun felt that this old man was really stubborn.
Since reasoning with him wasn't going to work, he decided to resort to force. "I heard that Dean Zhu has really disliked facing interviews and cameras over the years."
"I think this is a good habit, and I hope Dean Zhu can keep it up."
They are all thousand-year-old foxes. Zhu Tiansheng has lived for so many years. "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is, I hope Dean Zhu won't get involved in your apprentice's affairs."
"Everything should have boundaries." Dean Zhu's face turned cold, and he stood up and prepared to leave.
But just as he turned around, Wen Jun's voice came from behind him, "Dean Zhu, don't forget who was in charge of this Q3 treatment meeting?"
"If you don't get involved, it's just the news on the Internet."
"If you insist on getting involved..."
"Secretary Wang." As Wen Jun finished speaking, a male secretary walked into the office with his head lowered. Soon, the projection screen in the office lit up, and it directly broadcast the news about those who had left the planet Q3.
On August 13, 5297, xx person reported Q3xx to xx unit. Three days later, the citizen was found dead at home. The cause of death was sudden death. The diagnosis was: overwork and excessive excitement.
On September 10 of the same year, someone else refused to believe the evil and wrote a letter of denunciation.
That afternoon, the hovercraft broke down and the citizen unfortunately passed away.
1998
5301, 2007...
People keep speaking out for Q3, and people keep dying because of Q3.
Dean Zhu watched and realized that fists had already won, so he turned around and looked at Wen Jun.
"It wasn't me. I don't have the energy in such a small place."
"But... the people up there, you know."
"I'm willing to spare this student Jiang's precious life because of you, Dean Zhu." Wen Jun spread his hands. "I've said this much. If you want to speak up, please do so."
"But I can't guarantee what it will look like after it's sent out. Oh, by the way, you should still be from the Wen family on the Federation Star, right—"
"It's a pity that not everyone in the Wen family became a mecha soldier or a spiritual healer. I heard that your youngest daughter married a captain?"
This silence lasted for a long time.
In the end, Zhu Tiansheng left here.
The secretary asked Wen Jun, "Boss, he——"
"Don't worry, he won't tell."
"Hehe, why was he chosen to be the head of the hospital?" It's because he has enough evidence against him.
"It's also very difficult for a man to take charge of a family."
"What about the Internet?"
"Go ahead. Jiang should really be thankful for his abilities, which have made the higher-ups jealous." Wen Jun took a sip of tea. "Otherwise, it wouldn't be a rumor, it would be a last will."
"So, lowly people should be stronger, otherwise they won't even have the chance to be treated like dogs."
His voice was gentle, and no one would have thought he would say such words unless they were heard.
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Everything comes like the wind.
It was only one morning.
Just like yesterday’s [Q3] planet’s viral post, another expose post appeared.
This post was also published in the scumbag circle, using a similar tone.
The title is [I checked it out of curiosity! Amazing, are they completely playing us in their hands?]
I truly believe there are heroes in this world. I truly believe that the generals guarding the borders, the troops stationed on the ground, the mecha soldiers serving in remote areas, and the spiritual healers accompanying the army are all heroes in my eyes.
[Also, those who dedicate themselves to helping others in their daily lives are heroes, but I disagree with the comment by @Microscope in a previous post that Jiang Qiuqiu is also a hero. How old is she, and how can she be considered a hero?]
As for the various data points she presented, let's start with the Q3 financial report. As we all know, the financial reports for numbered planets are quite unusual. Because they are single labor planets, some data conversions are inherently inaccurate. This isn't just a problem for one planet; it's common across many.
Let's talk about the much-discussed issue of base salary. Everyone says mining salaries are high, but let's take a look at what mines are available in Q3. Not all mines are high-risk, there are also more common mines. The higher the risk, the lower the pay.
The person who posted this did not mention the specific amount of money. In short, the vague concept makes passers-by think that incomes are high and low, and perhaps the part photographed is the one with low income.
Regarding the hospital's tax payment... Are you in Q3? So, many medical devices in Q3 are discounted and very cheap. How can you pay taxes if you're not making a profit?
[Look at all the people lining up for this. Did you have an interview about Q3 a few years ago? ]
The most inflammatory thing is this so-called interview.
In the slightly blurry shot, a yellow-skinned host was holding a microphone and standing in front of a dark-skinned, slightly hunched Q3 alien.
He held the star coins in his hand. Because the Q3 star terminal coverage was incomplete, it was still a paper society there, and there was still paper money.
The host asked him: "How much did you get paid today?"
"More than ten thousand." A smile appeared on his face.
"So how long have you worked this month?"
"24 days."
"So, you work 4 days a week and rest 1 day a week? Do all the mines here work 4 days a week and rest 1 day a week?"
"I don't understand... It's usually 24 hours a day, but some people will work a few more days to make more money."
The host smiled and continued, "So what are you going to do after you get the money? I see you seem to have some underlying health conditions. Are you going to the hospital for treatment?"
"No."
"I don't want to go to the hospital. I have to save all my money."
"Saved?"
"I have a son, and I want to send my son to another planet."
After that, the host kept asking questions, asking the middle-aged man how many people were in his family, how many star coins he spent in a month, and how many star coins he could save in a month.
Specifically, it means to be stingy.
Very stingy.
Even though he was so hunched and weak, he still refused to see a doctor because he wanted to support his son to get out of Q3.
…
[See? Saving money is a tradition on this planet.]
Don't judge others by your own perspective, thoughts, and experiences. Isn't it normal not to want to see a doctor? With so many people on a planet, and hundreds of thousands of them getting sick, it's normal for them to want free medical care. I don't understand why public opinion turned out the way it did yesterday.
[Of course, all the confusion was resolved after this @Microscope netizen kept mentioning Jiang Qiuqiu.]
【Oh, internet celebrity, anchor.】
【No wonder.】
This is a 2000-word chapter. I'm stuck. I'll see if I can update it tomorrow morning. Escape. I really shouldn't have said I'd add more chapters on April Fool's Day. It backfired!
(End of this chapter)
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