Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 2839 Wei Aiwen and Wang Tao

When Wei Aiwen came out of He Ming's office and returned to his own office, Wang Tao had been chatting animatedly with Wei Aiwen's female orderly in the lounge for more than an hour.

Seeing Wei Aiwen's unhappy look, the female orderly quickly pretended to be working at her desk.

"Alright, alright, stop pretending and go get two bottles of kvass, ice cold!"

"I don't need it. I've already drunk several bottles of kvass."

Wei Aiwen ignored him and sat down on the big armchair opposite Wang Tao. He took out a cigar from the cigar box on the table and lit it for himself.

The female orderly brought the iced kvass. Wei Aiwen waved his hand impatiently and asked her to leave. He drank two bottles in one breath but still felt that he could not suppress the anger in his heart.

"Little bottom!"

"What?!" Wang Tao didn't understand what this new term was.

"nothing!"

In Wei Aiwen's opinion, He Ming is a qualified commander. There is nothing to complain about in terms of commanding operations, military training and staff work, at least in his opinion. But he is an unqualified Minister of Defense, of course, now called the Minister of Armed Forces. In front of the Senate and the State Council, he always looks like he is ready to be trampled on.

"Ma Qianzhu's good boy." This is a name that is circulated among the soy sauce crowd. It means that during the years when Ma Qianzhu was in the State Planning Commission, the General Staff and the State Council, most of the cadres promoted and reused by Ma Qianzhu were cadres with a "big picture" and rarely quarreled publicly for the interests of their departments. In other words, in the eyes of the soy sauce crowd, these cadres only follow Ma's lead and are considered Ma factions. Under normal circumstances, Wei Aiwen would just listen to these jokes as jokes, but this time he was a little impatient. He learned from the wine table that Ding Ding's activities have been very rampant recently, and he has been promoting his strategy everywhere. People's livelihood, medical care, education and other departments are all selling themselves for glory. When Ding Ding's claws reach the army, the mainland cultural infiltration strategy will include all the work of various departments in the north. What makes Wei Aiwen even more distressed is that He Ming's attitude towards this matter is "starting from the overall situation and giving strong support." There is nothing wrong with He Ming saying this, but the work he assigned to Wei Aiwen is to do this, which makes Wei Aiwen a little speechless.

"I am under attack from all sides now." Wei Aiwen stood up and closed the door, and began to complain to Wang Tao, "We used to keep to ourselves and help each other a lot, but this time Ding Ding really overstepped the boundaries!" The two of them had formed a deep fighting friendship during the earliest publicity campaign of remembering the bitter past and thinking about the sweet past, and their relationship had gone beyond the scope of departmental interests.

"Oh, is that true? How come I didn't know about it?" Wang Tao said in surprise. He said he was one of the backbones of the literary and artistic propaganda department, and he was also an important participant and one of the planners of the mainland cultural infiltration strategy that Tintin was working on. As far as Wang Tao knew, there was really no propaganda plan that interfered with the military, so he was really surprised that Wei Aiwen would say that. Could it be that Tintin had some little secret that he hadn't told?

"I really treat you as my brother, you better not treat me as your cousin." Wei Aiwen simply sat next to Wang Tao, hugged Wang Tao's neck affectionately, and the cigar almost poked him in the face. "It's true that your General Ding didn't directly carry out propaganda within the army, but he set up a propaganda point in the quarantine camp, and trained barefoot doctors. Isn't this poaching from within the military camp?!"

Seeing Wei Aiwen denouncing Ding Ding's atrocities with a look of deep pain, Wang Tao was puzzled. How did this incident touch Wei Aiwen's G-spot? "South China Sea Wind and Thunder" and "Test" were performed in the army for several years, and Wei Aiwen did not have any opinions.

"What are you talking about? Since when did the quarantine camp come under the control of your army?"

“Besides refugees, who are the most numerous people in the quarantine camp?”

Wang Tao was stunned for a moment: "Troops?" He suddenly understood that regardless of Hainan itself, as far as "overseas deployment" is concerned, most of the quarantine camps are managed by the troops. Naturally, the majority of the staff are soldiers.

"So what?"

Wei Aiwen probably understood Wang Tao's ignorance, and continued to wave his cigar and said, "The key is not the form, but the content. Your next new play is "The Story of Pine Tree Castle". Do you think this is a sincere attempt to cause trouble for me? As soon as the war in the north eased, the ideological work of the troops immediately showed signs of slackness. Do you know how many discharge applications I approved this month?" Wei Aiwen complained in rapid succession, but saw that Wang Tao's expression was getting more and more embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he asked, "You don't know "The Story of Pine Tree Castle", right? It's the earliest military camp love drama, women, family, okay! After the show is over, I will have a lot of discharge applications... Isn't this looking for trouble?"

Wang Tao understood, thinking about it, this is not a big deal, Ding Ding has no intention of interfering in the military's internal propaganda. The content selection may be a bit troublesome, but this trouble cannot be solved by changing the subject. Women's issues are a rigid demand that cannot be circumvented, and a contradiction that cannot be avoided. The more you avoid it, the easier it is to get into trouble. Soldiers are not fools, and their instincts and physiological needs cannot be fooled by a few words or a play. "This is not a big deal. If you think it is inappropriate, we can adjust the subject appropriately. In addition, when the troops are stationed outside and fighting, they must be given some relaxing content. The bowstring will break if it is too tight."

Wang Tao put the teacup on the tea table, took out a delicate enamel box from his pocket, opened it, picked out a little, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and asked, "You just mentioned internal and external troubles, it shouldn't be just this."

Wei Aiwen took a sip of tea and hesitated for a moment. He could see that another problem was more difficult than Ding Ding. After finishing his tea, Wei Aiwen stood up and closed the door of his office. In fact, the door was closed. Outside the door was Wei Aiwen's female orderly, so there was no risk of being eavesdropped. Doing so only expressed the difficulty of the matter. Wei Aiwen took out a letter from his briefcase and gave it to Wang Tao, "Don't spread it yet."

Wang Tao took the letter, opened it with confusion and curiosity, and laughed out loud after reading a few sentences: "This person has a good level of education, and it is really well written. The only thing missing is that the Senate is not a god-like emperor."

"This article, "My Thoughts After the Test," was submitted by a group of ten people," Wei Aiwen said. "It's amazing that they copied it so completely."

Wang Tao smiled and asked, "Are you nervous?"

"It's just a worry for a rainy day." Wei Aiwen smiled. "It's nothing in itself. People think about it. It's nothing big. We don't live in a vacuum. The scripts we perform are based on reality."

"What are you going to do?"

"No big deal. He just felt that way originally, but your nervousness reminds him that there is something fishy going on here." Wei Aiwen said, "Of course I have to write a memo to Queen Du, asking her to 'pay more attention'. Of course, I can't control whether she listens or not, and I'll leave the other things to the bigwigs in the State Council to worry about."

Seeing that it was time for lunch, Wei Aiwen asked the female orderly to bring two lunches, and the two of them ate lunch in the office. Wei Aiwen's brows relaxed a little, and he told Wang Tao about the process of looking for He Ming just now.

Wang Tao took a bottle of kvass and clinked glasses with Wei Aiwen, then laughed and scolded him, "You said Lao He doesn't understand politics, and I think your political department doesn't understand politics either. It's time to change its name."

Wei Aiwen was stunned. Although the General Staff Political Department was only a "department", its actual power far exceeded that of a "department". The political work of all the soldiers in the Fubo Army was under his jurisdiction. The key point was that he had established it himself. If someone else made such a joke to him, he would definitely turn against them. However, Wang Tao was an exception - after all, he was his "partner" in starting the business. Although he later went to the propaganda department, the friendship was solid.

Wang Tao paused and analyzed the "struggle situation" for Wei Aiwen. Ding Ding's plan was correct in terms of strategic starting point, so the military could not oppose it, so they could only "strongly support" it. Although Wei Aiwen also agreed, he hoped to turn "strongly support" into "none of my business" in order to maintain his own sphere of influence.

However, if He Ming did the same thing, it would only cause trouble for himself, with no actual benefit, and would also leave a bad impression on the publicity department.

  "...Maybe if you do it without saying anything, He Ming won't say anything, but if you really bring it up and he doesn't make his attitude clear, then that's very wrong." Wang Tao said as he picked up another nail of the smelling medicine and put it under his nose to sniff it.

Wei Aiwen lit a Holy Boat, leaned back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling fan for a while, organized his words, and swallowed back the self-criticism. "So passive defense won't work. It's better to take the initiative to attack and make some achievements."

"That's what I mean." Wang Tao came up and said, "When we were doing this activity to recall the bitter past and think of the sweet past, did Queen Du promote it? Of course she did, and she started earlier than us, but we did it closer to reality, without slogans or theories, and the soldiers were willing to participate. Then Queen Du had nothing to do with it. Didn't Queen Du have to thank us for her support?"

"Sodisi." Wei Aiwen touched the non-existent mustache and showed an expression of deep approval.

"If you ask me, you are a little slow. The troops are now starting to regroup on a large scale. After two years of fighting, they must have a lot of ideological problems."

Once his thoughts were opened, Wei Aiwen immediately changed into a different person, talking about several projects in one breath, and Wang Tao also helped with the consultation. The two chatted until dinner time, and Wei Aiwen's notebook was already filled with several pages. Wei Aiwen waved his hand proudly, "Ziminglou? I'll treat you." Wang Tao pressed Wei Aiwen's hand and smiled, "I'll take you to a good place."