Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 77 Mr. Chu’s Wrath

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Fang Xinchuan said a little strangely.

"This is Mr. Taiyan's apprentice. You met him last time. Don't you recognize him?"

"You said that allicin can treat epidemic diseases, and this "Detailed Rules for Prevention and Control of Epidemics" is feasible?"

Chu Huiseng was a little confused, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated.

Seeing that Mr. Chu didn’t quite believe it.

Fang Xinchuan was already prepared, so he took out a newspaper from his bag and spread it out neatly for him.

"Mr. Chu hasn't received Bingwen's letter yet, has he? I brought here the "Times" which also published a "Prevention and Control Story", also written by Bingwen, you can take a look first."

Chu Huiseng looked suspicious and took the newspaper. After scanning the first story, he couldn't take his eyes off it immediately.

The content embodied in the above "Prevention and Control Story" is almost the same as what Bao Guowei said at the conference before. It is even more refined and adds a story that is not meant to be entertaining. plot.

For example, the passage related to lime disinfection has been adapted into a fable about a cleaner's father and his children, which contains various details of lime disinfection, and vividly describes the family affection and the difficulties of the cleaners. It can be said to be a combination of both. It is scientific and literary.

It not only promotes the knowledge of disinfection, prevention and control of epidemics, but also has the characteristics of education and entertainment, and the language is easy to understand.

There are more than a dozen short stories like this, sharing the precautions for preventing and controlling various epidemic diseases.

"this!"

Chu Huiseng's eyes widened. As a controller of policy direction, literature and elegance were just his daily hobbies.

In his mind, all matters related to people's livelihood, whether it is propaganda or policy, have practicality as the first priority. Apart from this, everything else is secondary.

Bao Guowei's "Story of Prevention and Control" is just right, and it precisely addresses the long-standing and difficult problem of epidemic prevention and control propaganda.

The literacy rate of the people in the Republic of China was very low. Even after the so-called "golden decade" of development in the Republic of China, the illiteracy rate was still as high as 80%.

This leads to a problem at work. Even if you have formulated good prevention and control measures and methods, you only work hard at the implementation level, but the people cannot understand it and there is no way to spread it. So if you want to deal with the epidemic with all your strength, it is still Difficult, difficult, difficult.

Perhaps this knowledge can be spread to the common people through preaching.

But even some former elites cannot understand the strict scientific rules. Do you want the common people to understand?

Nowadays, these dozen "Prevention and Control Stories" are different, and they give Chu Huiseng hope.

Chu Huiseng was at a loss for words. He didn't know how to praise him, so he could only keep mumbling.

"That's how it should be! That's how it should be"

Fang Xinchuan also had a smile on his face and said, "How about it, Mr. Chu, am I right?"

But as Chu Huiseng thought about it, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It is obvious that this "Story of Prevention and Control" was born out of the "Detailed Rules for Epidemic Prevention and Control", but why is the former so well written and detailed, but the "Detailed Rules for Epidemic Prevention and Control" written for me is so perfunctory?

Chu Huiseng, the latter, has read it carefully many times. It can be said that the detailed rules just now, except for some points mentioned by Bao Guowei at the cultural conference, are basically all clichés and empty words without any nutrition. It was also the reason for his disappointment.

Is it

Suspicion immediately arose in his heart, and he turned around and asked, "Xinchuan, have you seen Bingwen's "Detailed Rules for the Prevention and Control of Epidemics"?"

Fang Xinchuan was a little surprised, but he still said truthfully: "After Bingwen finished writing, he handed the manuscript to me for review as soon as possible. The details were very clear and there were no problems."

He also felt that Mr. Chu was anxious because he had not received the manuscript, so he immediately comforted him and said: "Mr. Chu, don't be anxious, the express mail in the city will definitely be delivered today."

But when he saw Mr. Chu waving his hands, his brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan", his tone slowly became serious.

"Xinchuan, if Bao Bingwen's method of preventing and controlling epidemics is adopted, can the epidemic in Gusu City be controlled?"

Fang Xinchuan didn't wink much, and couldn't tell that something was wrong with Mr. Chu's expression at this time. He just thought for a moment and replied: "Although the method is good, the execution depends on the person. If Gusu City can implement this method, , I believe that the epidemic can be solved 70% to 80% and it will not be a problem, and even we in Hangzhou can use this method to prevent and control it in advance."

"In other words, at least 60 to 70% more people can be saved?" Mr. Chu's eyes were sharp.

"It's a bit general, but in a sense it can be said."

Fang Xinchuan nodded, but he felt that Mr. Chu was a little suspicious of the details?

"Hmph!" Chu Huiseng snorted, obviously angry.

"Mr. Chu, what are you doing?" Fang Xinchuan was a little flustered.

"It's none of your business." Chu Huiseng waved his hand and said with a slightly calmer expression. "Xinchuan, please go back first. I still have some official duties to attend to."

Fang Xinchuan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hands to Chu Huiseng and said, "Then I'll take my leave first."

"Hey, wait, can you keep this copy of The Times?"

Fang Xinchuan had just stood up, but belatedly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.     Did something happen?

But he couldn't ask any more questions, so he handed the newspaper over and said, "Of course, no problem."

After waiting for the other party to leave, Chu Huiseng thought for a long time in the office and called Secretary Lin to him.

He didn't say much. He handed the newspaper to the other party and said calmly, "Hui Zu, take a look."

Hearing Mr. Chu call him by his first name, Secretary Lin's heart skipped a beat. When Fang Xinchuan entered the office just now, his eyelids had been beating and his heart was beating, and he immediately regretted it.

But it’s hard to collect the water. I’ve done everything, so what else can I do? Just refuse to admit it!

But when he concentrated on reading the report in the newspaper, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

With a glimmer of hope, I set my sights on the author's column.

"Bao Guowei."

thump! His vision suddenly went dark, and he sat down on the ground. The expression on Mr. Chu's face showed that he didn't know what was going on.

Something happened!

He felt extremely regretful and wanted to slap himself on the spot. He was really too proud. The joy of the past few days made him forget that Mr. Chu was also a thoughtful person. How could he be so easy to fool?

Why did you come up with this stupid trick?

I was bewitched by that guy Xu Ziyi! Yes, it's because of Xu Ziyi, otherwise how could I do such a thing?

He immediately excused himself mentally.

Chu Huiseng's face was as cold as frost. He was just guessing at first, but Lin Huizu's reaction said everything. He immediately asked: "Tell me, what's going on."

He usually looks like a kind old man, but he only restrains his dignity. Now he unleashes all his anger, which is a bit scary.

Lin Huizu lost his former arrogance. He had never seen Mr. Chu get so angry. His expensive suit was rubbing on the floor. He crawled on the floor and said, "I took out the bag of Guowei's articles."

"Now is not the Qing Dynasty. Don't kneel down and stand up to speak."

Chu Huiseng guessed this. He put his hands behind his back and didn't want to look at the other person.

"Yes!" Lin Huizu's eyes were full of tears at this moment, and he wanted to defend himself. "Mr. Chu, I'm just here for a moment."

Chu Huiseng's tone became colder and colder: "Don't talk about these useless things, talk about specific things."

Lin Huizu opened his mouth, but finally did not dare to hide it anymore, and told Xu Ziyi that he helped Xu Ziyi switch newspapers. Then he saw Bao Guowei's manuscript, and he got thinking and told Xu Ziyi about it.

But what happened was that he only told Xu Ziyi, but after repeated attempts to dissuade him, the other party still insisted on replacing Bao Guowei's manuscript, leaving him completely alone.

"Xu Ziyi said that if he was seen by his husband, he would inevitably pay more attention to Bao Guowei. Bao Guowei had already defeated him last time, and he must be taught a lesson this time."

In order to distance himself, Lin Huizu even poured dirty water on the other party and spoke more harshly.

But when he raised his head, he saw Chu Huiseng's falcon-like eyes, and he immediately lowered his head with guilt.

"Mr. Chu, this is really not what I wanted. Xu Ziyi forced me to do this. I was blinded by lard. I feel so guilty!"

He bowed deeply and asked for forgiveness.

"Ha!" Chu Huiseng smiled.

This left Lin Huizu a little confused. Could he have been fooled?

"Mr. Chu, this matter can still be remedied, that article."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a book-pressing stone flying out towards his face, his head buzzed as if it had hit a bell, and there was a smell of blood in his mouth.

When I touched it, it actually bled.

But before he had time to panic, he heard Chu Huiseng yelling angrily.

"You actually put the lives of thousands of people at risk for your own selfish desires!"

"You people suck! You suck!"

"This is a disease! It will kill people! It has become a tool for you to hide in the camp!"

"It's so shameless!"

Chu Huiseng, who had not been angry for many years, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"It's Xu Ziyi! It's Xu Ziyi, Mr. Chu!"

Secretary Lin plopped down and knelt on the ground again.

(End of this chapter)