Cartoonist's Dream

Japan, the president of sp, the mansion of Nunokawa Sushi.

"Ahem, Yoshii! The killer you introduced seems to be very useless. He ran back to Japan and disappeared without a trace."

"..."

"Ahem...cough cough, I'm the one to hire someone this time, cough cough...I've already found a reliable one!"

"..."

"...Hmm, it's okay, spring flu."

"..."

"Just wait and see, that kid won't live long."

The president of sp hangs up the phone confidently, and the second batch of killers are ready to go.

He was covering his mouth and nose, his lungs were convulsing, maybe it was related to the excessive pollen in spring.

Even though it was such a critical time, he actually suffered from pollen allergy and influenza at the same time, hiding in the glass door and looking at the bonsai in the backyard, thinking quietly.

There was a slight impatience and frenzy in that expression.

(——The person recommended by Yoshii is so useless...)

(—Just one killer, not enough to deal with you...is it?)

(——The defense over there is really tight. If they don't dare to fight back, it's just a trick.)

Bu Chuan hadn't noticed his illness yet, so he just continued to stay at home to recuperate, and went back to think about countermeasures other than assassination.

(——Supporting small companies in the mainland is too cost-effective, no matter how you look at it, the mud will not support the wall.)

(—On the contrary, it is more useful to support pirates, and it can even help us earn some money back. It is necessary to increase investment.)

(——cough cough, my lungs are so uncomfortable as if they were on fire. The medicine prescribed by the doctor has no effect at all, I feel so dizzy, I need to sleep first...)

President SP thought so, mixed the medicine and drank two large cups of cold water, lay down on the bed and fell headlong into the bed.

Although the company still has a lot of things to do, it should be able to maintain normal operation by itself.Sushi Buchuan felt that he was becoming weak, and suddenly began to recall whether there were any shortcomings in life in his mind.

******

Beijing, Siheyuan.

The early spring breeze blows with the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the white magnolia flowers sway gently, looking like a beautiful girl who is about to get married.And the plum blossom trees that were prosperous and full of branches earlier.At this moment, it has been covered with thick leaves, and it will no longer be the same as before.

The traditional Chinese painter Hua Qishan welcomes guests in the courtyard as always. Sitting and taking a rest in the courtyard today is Zhu Lao, the former leader of the State Council, and Wen Lao, the current leader of the State Council.The three of them knocked on the melon seeds.Drinking a little wine.

"Old Zhu has no work to do, so I'll just be idle. You Mr. Wen also come to my place, why don't you miss your job?"

Hua Qishan mercilessly accused him of having no fear of the current leader.After living to almost two years old, there are few things that Hua Lao can fear.

"How dare you not do your job properly. I heard that Lao Zhu is here with you. Didn't you come here to find him?"

There was some humility in Old Wen's voice.

Hua Lao's stern face softened a little at this moment, while Zhu Lao who was on the side stared away with an expression of disbelief.

"What do you want me to do?" Mr. Zhu, the former president of the National Wu Academy testified: "I think you are here to be lazy!"

"It's really not being lazy. There are indeed some things that need to be referred to your opinion." Wen Lao said: "On March 3, Annan submitted a report on the reform of the United Nations to the General Assembly, mainly talking about the expansion of the Security Council, the addition of peacekeeping agencies, the establishment of the Human Rights Council, The definition of terrorism, the punishment of peacekeeping soldiers for sexually assaulting local people, etc.

"Do you know about this? Human rights and terrorism are created by the United States and have little to do with us, but there is still a problem that is closely related to us in the Security Council that needs to be resolved——

"In order to meet the concerns of developing countries on development issues, Annan urged developed countries in the report to meet the foreign aid standards stipulated by the UN General Assembly for developing countries as soon as possible, that is, the amount of aid from developed countries must reach 0.7% of their gross domestic product. ...Should we fight for this money, or not?"

It would be too cruel to release such unabashed speech to the outside world. If Tangtang China does not give money to others, it will be fine, and it will still compete with others for that small amount of money.

After hearing Elder Wen's question, Elder Zhu replied speciously.

"Since we are a developing country, we must fight for it. At the same time, we must show generosity!"

China advertises itself as a developing country, one is to urge its citizens to work hard and avoid impetuosity, and the other is not to send money to other small countries.Of course, China will not be stingy enough to steal money from other small countries like a beggar.

In fact, China is at a historical fork. It can be said to be a developing country, or it can become a developed country.In short, both sides are tenable, and it is China's opinion on which camp to stand in.

As a developing country, it is natural to apply for aid; as a large country, the remaining aid after the 0.7% apportionment is not enough to fit your teeth.

"It is necessary to fight, but also to show generosity." Old Wen repeated with a smile.

Zhu Lao put down the melon seeds, picked up the wine glass honestly and bluntly, and drank it all in one gulp.

"In two or three months, I will send Annan a "China's Position Paper on the Reform of the United Nations" in an official form, comprehensively and systematically explaining our country's opinions and positions. Can you not solve such a simple matter? You still need to ask for advice ?I do not believe."

"--Um!"

Hua Qishan sat up, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and snorted at "Xiao Wen".

"Of course, I have other things." Mr. Wen said in an orderly manner: "The price of crude oil fluctuated sharply last year, fluctuating at US$50 a barrel, and now it is slowly rising. In January this year, the Sudanese government signed the "Comprehensive Peace Agreement" in Nairobi. Agreement, the civil war between North and South Sudan is over, do we want to increase investment in South Sudan and use it as a future oil reserve base?"

Facing Mr. Wen's question, Mr. Zhu leaned on the recliner and asked:

"what are you thinking?"

Mr. Wen replied: "Crude oil is depleting day by day. Before more efficient new energy sources are developed, oil reserves are necessary. Sudan is just after the war, and the country is waiting for prosperity. It is indeed profitable...but I am afraid that the war will resume , The subversion of the South Sudanese government caused the investment to be in vain. Investment must be invested, but the main reason is that it is uncertain how much to invest. It would be much easier to predict the fate of that country.”

"Well, if their country can be stable for a long time, they should invest more, and if they are unstable, they should invest less..."

"Yeah, it's a pity that I haven't found the person who can predict."

"We can't predict. We can predict. Even if we can't predict, we have our own methods. Since we don't know the deadline, we can vote for them every year, and we can gradually figure it out. And we can adapt to the situation."

"Picture it slowly. The cost is high."

"Then share the risk - you take the lead and encourage large and medium-sized enterprises to invest abroad. We will share with them some of their profits, and we will compensate them for their profits and losses."

At this time, few people can guess that crude oil will rise from $50 a barrel to $70 a barrel two years later.Whoever is willing to buy a house, risk his life to borrow a sum of money and go to the Middle East to hoard oil or buy stamps, he will definitely earn the money!

……

State affairs and family affairs are world affairs.Those in power seek their jobs in their positions.Naturally, the word country cannot be separated from the conversation.

But Mr. Hua and Mr. Zhu present are both retired and idlers.In fact, I didn't want to talk so much about state affairs with Mr. Wen, so I just returned to the daily chat on the recliner.

"Old Hua, your wine is not bad."

Zhu Lao poured down his glass and drank it down.After drinking, he smacked his lips and said.

"Well, the authentic rice wine that Xiao Xu specially brought back from Shaoxing is brewed in an indigenous way, which won't hurt the liver and stomach, and it's delicious when paired with two grilled sweetfish."

The evaluations from Hua Qishan's mouth are always genuine.

"Do you still have this? When you leave, put a bottle back for me. I'll grill two small fish and eat it myself. Look"

Zhu Lao casually picked up the wine jug that could be bottomed out, poured it full into his own cup, took a sip, and left the fragrance in his tongue.

"You're planning to rob!" Elder Wen was aggrieved by Elder Zhu and Elder Hua on the sidelines.

"Hehe, let me exchange two bottles of special Moutai, 30 years old."

"Take it, take it, change it for anything, anyway, I can't finish it by myself."

Mr. Hua wanted to ask his servants to bring out some stock, when he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, tell your people not to block the door. Today, my little apprentice happens to be in Beijing. He is going to visit me after seeing Axu. Don't block him from the door."

"Little apprentice? Which little apprentice are you?"

……

While Mr. Hua was chatting with Mr. Zhu and Mr. Wen, Li Mu had already arrived at the gate of the courtyard.

To the east of Zhongnanhai, on the east side of Jingshan Park, the long-lived Chinese painter Hua Qishan is often visited by some big shots.He was originally a brush and ink painter, and he did not enjoy this honor until he was 70 years old. His only capital is "living old enough".

The old friends who visited him in the early decades have now become high-ranking officials, and as time goes by and accumulate, the contacts that maintain him have become deeper and deeper.As of last year, the number of countries he can directly contact has exceeded double digits, but he has never used these relationships.

Limu's main reason for going to Beijing this time is to visit high-level officials of a certain country late at night, and to be honest with them about his abilities, difficulties and needs.As the saying goes, people go to high places, and water flows to low places. If you want to live a comfortable life, you don’t need to open up such a big company, but how can you do nothing when you are born and reborn?

Now that we have decided to go forward, it will be a matter of time before we get in touch with the top leaders of the country. For example, the four bigwigs in the IT world often go to Zhongnanhai, China’s new richest man Ma Cuiteng, e-commerce leader Ma Yun, Xiaomi’s Lei Jun and Liu Dongqiang. After the IT migrant workers become stronger and bigger, they will inevitably be arrested and talked...

Mr. Wen's last economic symposium and Mr. Li's third economic symposium both had Ma Yun's speeches.

Although Limu is also a "big boss" now, the industries he invests in are mottled and messy. Although he is the leader in the domestic comics industry, the country is not very optimistic about the cultural industry, so Limu has not been taken seriously.

In the past, Li Mu was afraid of being missed by others when he was in his infancy, but now he wants to be taken seriously after he is strong, and he wants those above him to know his name and hear his voice.

Originally, Li Mu planned to visit Zhongnanhai masked at night to test it out, but he gave up after seeing the guards in front of the Chinese painting teacher's academy. He didn't expect that a big person would come to visit his teacher today.

Li Mu, who had no choice but to be stopped in front of the teacher's courtyard by the guards, negotiated with them sincerely with a smile:

"Hello, I am Teacher Hua's direct disciple. I made an appointment with Teacher yesterday to meet him. Please inform Teacher Hua for me, please? I can guarantee that he will persuade the chief to let me in." (To be continued) continued..)