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Chapter 170 Wei Lai's Three Views Are Broken
On the second day of the bet, Wei Lai walked into the office, without even putting down his backpack, he went directly to the newspaper shelf, and looked through today's newspaper to see if it was as Huang Su said.

Wei Lai flipped through several newspapers in a row, and found that there were similar reports in several newspapers.

Wei Lai took a few newspapers back to his seat, then put his backpack on the long table, sat down and read them carefully.

The reporting positions of several newspapers are roughly the same as yesterday's newspaper reports. They are not in the main section, but they are all in important positions in the sub-section, so that readers can easily see them.

The content of the report is similar to what was reported yesterday, and some even wrote articles directly with the case of traditional Chinese medicine ancestral deception, and the spearhead has quietly turned to Chinese medicine.

Seeing that things were really developing in the direction Huang Su predicted, Wei Lai felt powerless for a moment, and slumped on the chair, his mind was messed up like a paste, and question marks kept running out of his brain.

"Hi! Wei Lai is so dazed!"

Huang Su walked into the office, saw Wei Lai who was in a daze, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and looked at the newspapers on Wei Lai's desk.

Seeing the newspapers scattered on the table, and thinking of Wei Lai's appearance, Huang Su roughly understood the reason for his daze.

Seeing Wei Lai staring at him silently, Huang Su asked knowingly, "What did you find after reading so many newspapers?"

Wei Lai seemed to lose all his strength in an instant, and his body became half short in an instant, and he said, "You've got it all right. This is the newspaper that published a similar report today."

"Congratulations, classmate Wei Lai! You are one step closer to treating me to Bianyifang."

Huang Su took the newspaper and looked it up, the ones in Shanghai, Yangcheng, Lin'an, and Jinling are indeed capital, they are really rich and powerful, and they are willing to spend money.

Huang Su casually picked up a newspaper and read it, seeing that it had begun to involve scams under the guise of traditional Chinese medicine, and said briskly: "Hey! Are you starting to lay the groundwork for targeting Chinese medicine now? It seems that they are really impatient ah!"

Seeing that Huang Su's appearance is completely different today, unlike yesterday's anxious look, his expression became very relaxed, Wei Lai asked: "Huang Su, why do you think this is?"

Huang Su didn't answer Wei Lai's question directly, but instead asked, "Do you know about the Spanish flu?"

Wei Lai didn't know why Huang Su didn't answer his own question. Instead, he asked about the Spanish flu, but he still replied: "As for the most widespread plague since human beings have written records, we Chinese medicine practitioners are also medical students. Who hasn’t heard of it, didn’t it just happen during the First World War, which caused about 10 billion people to be infected and at least 2500 million deaths worldwide, with an average global fatality rate of about 2.5%-5%.”

Huang Su continued to ask: "Then do you know where the Spanish flu originated?"

Wei Lai replied without thinking: "Since it's called Spanish flu, it must have originated from Spain!"

"Wrong!" Huang Su said categorically: "The Spanish flu originated in the military camp in Kansas, the beautiful country. After the beautiful country joined the World War I, this plague was brought to the United States."

Wei Lai asked in disbelief: "Since it originated in the Great Beautiful Country, why is it called Spanish flu?"

Huang Su explained: "The Great Beautiful Country participated in the war as the savior of the Allied Powers at that time, so naturally it could not let its savior's identity be stained, so it bought European newspapers to publicize that the virus originated in Spain, and directly reported the virus in the newspapers. Named the Spanish flu, Spain has been blamed for this pandemic for more than 80 years, and this blame will always be borne by Spain.”

Seeing Wei Lai's incredulous expression, Huang Su continued: "And this method of controlling public opinion now has a term called information prison."

Huang Su pointed to the newspaper on the table and said, "This is the information cage that certain interest groups have imposed on our project."

Wei Lai slumped on the stool, shaking his head non-stop, and murmured: "This is impossible. These are the official newspapers of the country. How could they do things that endanger the country!"

Huang Su said to Wei Lai: "It's not as pessimistic as you imagined. I think most of the media reported this out of publicity, reminding everyone not to be deceived, and there must be ulterior motives in it."

Wei Lai straightened up in an instant, stared at Huang Su with wide eyes and asked, "Huang Su, you said those newspapers that reported yesterday..."

Huang Su said: "Today's newspaper can't guarantee who is good and who is bad, but yesterday's newspaper's butt must be crooked."

Huang Su's words made Wei Lai's whole body soften, and he slumped back on the chair again, as if his world view collapsed in an instant.

Seeing Wei Lai's distraught appearance, Huang Su thought to himself: This little thing can knock you down like this. If you see all kinds of bizarre events in the future, you boy will die of anxiety and vomiting blood.

The decadent Wei Lai looked lazily at Huang Su and asked, "Huang Su, since you can guess these methods, do you also know who is the main messenger behind it?"

"Then think about whose interests will be lost if our project succeeds."

Huang Su didn't answer Wei Lai's question directly, but instead asked back, telling him the truth by himself would never be deeper than what he wanted to understand.

Wei Lai slowly fell into deep thought, while Huang Su put down his backpack and carefully opened the newspapers.

But it is necessary to distinguish whether the newspaper is really harboring evil intentions, and the newspaper is just following the trend, so as to facilitate the implementation of the next plan.

It is still an era when traditional media controls propaganda, and this battle is still to be fought.

If it were changed to the Internet era and the self-media era, this battle would not have to be fought at all. It was an era of complete financial resources.

At this time, Wei Lai sat up straight suddenly, looked at Huang Su with an unbelievable look and said, "Huang Su, how is this possible, we are also using their medicine, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Why is this impossible? If our traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions are unified and can be promoted on a large scale, it will definitely crowd out their market and greatly reduce their profits. It is not enough for them to just cause them monetary losses. Did you do something to us?"

Huang Su put down the newspaper in his hand, and told Wei Lai about the stakes in it.

Wei Lai still couldn't believe it, and tried to argue: "But isn't everyone's common goal is to cure tumors? How could they block the research on tumors?"

"Western medicine itself is good, but the essence of western medicine kidnapped by capital is still capital." Huang Su said in a flat tone.

Huang Su stared at Wei Lai and said, "Then you give me a reason, what reason can capital give you a high hand when they know that their interests are about to be damaged?"

Wei Lai was silent for a long time, then stood up suddenly, and walked out of the office without saying a word.

Huang Su hurriedly stopped Wei Lai and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Wei Lai turned around and said, "I can't just sit here and do nothing, so I have to tell the tutor about this so that the tutor can be prepared."

Huang Su picked up the newspaper and said, "Think about how long it took you to accept this fact, and how you convinced the teacher who has been adhering to the medical ethics of Chinese medicine all his life to believe that it is dirty and dirty with just a few words in the newspaper."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Wei Lai asked anxiously.

Huang Su pulled Wei Lai back to his seat, pressed him back to comfort him, and said, "We'll have to wait for this matter, until they reveal more convincing content."

Wei Lai said: "Is it too late?"

"It's not too late at all, let the bullets fly for a while." Huang Su accidentally spoke out the stalk of later generations.

Wei Lai also roughly understood the meaning of this sentence, and didn't worry about where Huang Su's strange words came from, but asked: "Then let's just watch like this and do nothing?"

"Why don't you do anything? The research team still needs to continue preparations." Huang Su patted Wei Lai on the shoulder again and said, "You still have one more task, which is to collect all the newspapers about such reports, and don't let them Those who change the newspapers every day take them away, we have to collect all these newspapers, these are the weapons to persuade the teacher."

"Ok!"

Wei Lai nodded heavily.

Immediately, Wei Lai collected the newspapers on the table, put them in his drawer, and rushed out of the office.

"Wei Lai, what are you doing?"

Seeing the reckless Wei Lai, Huang Su asked hastily.

Only Wei Lai's voice could be heard from the corridor: "I'm going to find Uncle Wang, and I want to get back yesterday's newspapers before Uncle Wang disposes of yesterday's newspapers."

(End of this chapter)