“Today, the most important task of our party is to resist foreign aggression and rejuvenate the nation. So how can we resist the enemy and rejuvenate our Chinese nation?

When it comes to resisting the enemy, we must first understand the enemy's situation. From a military point of view, it can be said that the Japanese are fully prepared in every aspect.

Its army has 3.3 million men, its navy has 1.2 million tons, and its air force only had 1,500 aircraft last year, but now has 3,000.

From these aspects, it can be seen that they are fully prepared for the war, whether economically, politically or socially."

The bald man held up a manuscript on the stage and talked about the preparations for war with the Japanese without shame. Zuo Zhong almost yawned and thought to himself, if you really wanted to resist Japan, why would you be reprimanded by the military?

The ceremony of reading out promotion orders, commendations, and awarding medals has passed. Now it is the time for the bald man to speak. Everyone is arranged in order of rank to accept the instructions of the Chairman.

In fact, not only Zuo Zhong, but also everyone present was distracted. Everyone was looking at the military rank on the collar and the medal on the chest. Compared with the bald man's false talk, fame and wealth are more touching.

For example, Gucci and Song Minghao, as well as Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang, these two people even attended the meeting despite being injured. Is it to see the bald head, to listen to his nonsense, or to gain fame?

Only Ling Sanping was the calmest. As a spy, he was deceived and had superb medical skills. Even if he left the secret service, the hospitals that wanted him would be able to line up from here to the gate of Jinling City.

Zuo Zhong also took a look at his collar. The one stripe on it was replaced by two stripes. The small triangle was particularly eye-catching. He was one step closer to the admission standard of Gongdelin University. It was gratifying.

The bald man spoke more and more vigorously. He held his right hand on his lower back, and his excited saliva flew far away. Director Chen, Dai Chunfeng, and Xu Enzeng standing in the first row were receiving the baptism of their whole body at this moment.

"Looking back, what is our own situation? Are our conditions for resisting the enemy complete? We ourselves can give a simple and painful answer: Not at all.

Not only do they lack material and strength, but they also lack ideological and spiritual unity! When the Sino-Japanese war comes, there will definitely be some unbridled reactionaries who will seize the opportunity to cause trouble.

This alone is enough to control our fate. If we don't wait for the Japanese or other enemies to attack us, our country will be in civil strife. How can we resist the enemy?

Therefore, I often say that in order to resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize our country, unite our will, and thoroughly and completely eliminate the underground parties in the southwest. Only in this way can we fully prepare for a war with the Japanese."

Zuo Zhong really wanted to laugh out loud. Who is the reactionary? You are the leader of the reactionary group with your bald head. You really never forget to peddle the theory of alienating foreign countries and keeping domestic peace at any time and on any occasion.

But on the surface, after hearing the nonsense the bald head said, his eyes changed from puzzlement to understanding. He happened to meet the bald head's patrolling eyes, and Zuo Zhong quickly raised his hand.

"Whoosh, whoosh."

Starting from him, the venue burst into warm applause. Many people didn't know why they were applauding, but no matter what, they applauded when others applauded. Their faces were so excited that they clapped their hands red.

Listening to the applause, the bald man smiled slightly. It was the children from his hometown who understood his thoughts. Although he was a little fond of money, this was the best thing. Working hard was not as good as using it. People have shortcomings that can only be controlled.

When he was happy, he went off-script to advocate the progress of the war on the southwest front, and cleverly put the credit on his own head. Zuo Zhong almost gave himself a slap in the face and made you applaud.

But it was not without gain. The bald man didn't seem to understand what confidentiality meant, and he revealed some top-secret information, such as some future military arrangements. It seemed that he was really lost.

While Zuo Zhong took notes carefully, he looked at the bald head with reverence and took out a small notebook to record. He looked like he had been brainwashed. The bald head felt very comfortable with this silent flattery.

Finally, after several reminders from his entourage, the bald man finally announced the end of the meeting. This time, the applause was even more enthusiastic, and the applause was heartfelt. If it didn't end, his legs would go numb.

The bald man walked off the stage, chatted and laughed with Director Chen, and patted Dai Chunfeng on the shoulder to encourage him. Xu Enzeng suppressed his excitement and waited for the big boss to receive him cordially.

He lived a very difficult life during this period. Anyone in the same area would be beaten up by the officers and soldiers of the 88th Division whenever they went out, including him. Commander Yuan might be waiting for him outside the bureau headquarters.

He was beaten physically and mentally stimulated. The Chairman deprived a part of the power of the branch and handed it over to the Secret Service. This was a heavy blow to Xu Enzeng, who felt that he was going to die.

The source of all this was the vicious rumor. Although he was pursuing his friend's wife and even though he drugged his sister-in-law, he and Mrs. Yuan were innocent and there was no time to take action.

After seeing the bald head encouraging Dai Chunfeng, he quickly stepped forward with a smile on his face and wanted to explain, but the bald head passed him directly and started chatting with someone he never expected.

"Little fellow countryman, the gift you asked Chunfeng to deliver is very good. Being able to taste the taste of my hometown in Nanchang can be regarded as comforting my homesickness." The bald head unexpectedly walked up to Zuo Zhong and said.

Zuo Zhong's eyes were red with excitement, and he stammered: "As long as the chairman is satisfied, this is what my parents want. I am humble enough to think that I can't handle a few bottles of shrimp paste, which makes you laugh."

"Hahaha."

The officers laughed kindly, saying that this young man had a bright future.

The bald man also laughed heartily: "When I was in Japan, Brother Shanwen and I met several times. It's a pity that he has to return to his hometown to get married. Otherwise, with his talents, he will definitely become the mainstay of the party and state."

Did the father know the bald head?

Zuo Chongzhen did not expect this to happen, and said quickly: "My father often talks about the leader, saying that you are the anchor of the party and the country. He told me to do my duty faithfully and do more for the country and the nation."

The bald man smiled with satisfaction, said a few more words to Zuo Zhong, and then left with the officers. What's funny is that before leaving, all of these officers patted Zuo Zhong on the shoulder as a token of affection.

Dai Chunfeng was very proud that Zuo Zhong was valued by the leader. He also benefited a lot as a teacher. Looking at the embarrassed Xu Enzeng and the dark-faced Director Chen, he was even happier.

"Crunch, crunch."

After Zuo Zhong saw off the officers, he heard a strange sound and turned around to see that it was Director Xu. The guy was staring at him with red eyes, gritting his teeth as if he wanted to kill someone.

If you take a closer look, Director Xu actually has a panda eye. Compared with the solemn atmosphere of the venue, it is quite funny. It seems that the other party is having a hard time during this period.

He smiled in his heart, walked up to Xu Enzeng, and greeted loudly: "Hello, Director Xu, what's wrong with your eyes? No matter how busy you are at work, you can't forget to take a rest."

When he greeted him like this, many people heard the sound and saw the traces on Xu Enzeng's face. They covered their mouths and laughed. Who in Jinling City didn't know the grudges between Director Xu and Master Yuan?

Zuo Zhongqing said sincerely: "Look at what your dark circles look like. No wonder the teacher often asks us to follow your example. You should take care of yourself. Your body is the capital of your work."

It was so embarrassing. Xu Enzeng quickly covered his face and said sullenly: "Don't let Xu catch who spread the rumors, otherwise I will tear his mouth apart even if he quits as director."

Although there was no evidence, he felt that the rumors were inseparable from the Secret Service. For example, this little bastard named Zuo, even if he was not the initiator, must have been behind it.

"Rumor? Oh, you're talking about that, right?"

Zuo Zhong nodded vigorously and said at the throat: "Those who spread rumors will be punished. I have issued a death order in Corey. Anyone who dares to spread your affairs will be punished by military law."

Xu Enzeng wanted to jump over and cover his mouth. When he said this, the laughter around him became even louder. However, according to Liu Gui's information, the Secret Service did not discuss this matter, which was strange.

Does this matter really have nothing to do with the second office?

As soon as this idea crossed his mind, it was rejected by Xu Enzeng. Regardless of whether the rumor had anything to do with the Second Division, it was true that they had taken away his rights. This was all due to Zuo Zhongli who had made so many contributions.

"Bah!" he said angrily: "Don't be so proud. The underground party is different from those Japanese spies. I want to see if your secret service can take advantage of the underground party."

Regarding his words, Zuo Zhong responded with a smile: "When I came, I saw Master Yuan outside the gate from a distance. If there is a misunderstanding between the two officers, it is best to resolve it as soon as possible to avoid losing the dignity of the party and the country."

Forehead.

Xu Enzeng was stunned. Commander Yuan really dared to block him at the bureau headquarters. Aren't people named Yuan afraid of meeting the Chairman? After thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't be as knowledgeable as that reckless man, so it would be better to leave first.

"Humph, we'll see."

So he dropped a harsh word, covered his face and hurried towards the side door without even saying hello to his elder cousin Director Chen. He thought he was afraid of being beaten by Master Yuan's iron fist, so he could only run away in a hurry.

"hehe."

Zuo Zhong looked at his embarrassed figure and smiled. He saw Master Yuan, but it was not the main entrance. Presumably Master Yuan would greet Xu Enzeng well. Now there was something good to see.

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A person has childhood, adulthood and old age, and I don’t think anyone would think this is unsatisfactory. A day has morning, noon, and sunset, and a year has four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There is no better way than this.

There is nothing good or bad in life, there is only a question of "what is good in that season".

If we hold this biological concept of life and live according to the seasons, no one except arrogant idiots and hopeless idealists will deny that life is indeed like a poem.

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Shakespeare expressed this concept very clearly in his section on the seven stages of life, and many Chinese writers have said similar things.

It is strange that Shakespeare did not become a person rich in religious concepts, nor did he show much concern for religion. I think this is what makes him great;
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