Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 2841 Ding Ding and Fang Fei

He put forward basic requirements: the candidate can be the hero himself or his comrade-in-arms. The hard standard is that the typical person has won at least one medal of excellence or one medal of bravery plus several other medals; the participants in the lecture must be good at speaking new words and eloquent. The origins of the typical person should take into account all social classes and relevant groups: local natives, new immigrants, old immigrants, northern immigrants, Jiangsu and Zhejiang immigrants, Fujian and Guangdong immigrants... In addition, there should be special quotas for local Li and Miao conscripts and voluntary enlistees, and Japanese and Korean national army soldiers. In short, we must treat everyone equally, and we cannot show the image of a certain group of people being particularly favored or particularly good at fighting.

After screening, the relevant deeds will be forwarded to the propaganda department to write propaganda articles. Wei Aiwen originally planned to list a number of special writers in the political department, but the Senate has a very tight control over the establishment of military organs, especially "non-military positions". Basically, they are outsourced.

Fortunately, the cooperation with the propaganda department has been going on for a long time, and he, as the "Party A", knows the needs of the "Party A" very well, but at least he can "deeply understand" them. Of course, every time he writes such a manuscript, he must either write or review the relevant "writing outline" himself to ensure that the "Party B" does not deviate.

Wei Aiwen finished assigning tasks in one breath and then asked about the review of the storytelling book of "The Wind Rises in Lianyang". "The Wind Rises in Lianyang" is a novel written by Huang Chao, the director of Lianyang District, with the background of suppressing bandits and riots in Lianzhou, Lianshan and Yangshan areas.

Although it is a novel, most of the stories in it are true to real people. With the help of Director Huang's brilliant writing, it is written with flesh and blood. It has received great praise as soon as it was published. It has become the focus of the propaganda department's next step of adaptation and publicity. Among them, the chapter "Night Raid on Dalang Market" is being adapted into an important play by the puppet troupe.

Because it involves military themes, Wei Aiwen also attaches great importance to it. He told Wang Tao to write it and adapt it into a long story. However, it involves a lot of military content, so according to the rules, it needs to be reviewed by the political department.

The work was written by Huang Chao, so it was inevitable that he would beautify the protagonist. Wei Aiwen was quite critical of this. But since the author wrote it, he should have this little power. However, he felt that the plot about Bi Da and Zhen Huan should be further deepened. After all, the current writing style was too bland.

How to improve it? Wei Aiwen is not a cultured person. He racked his brains for a long time and all he could think of were the plots of various online novels he read when he was in school. He didn't like to read female novels, so he had too little experience in this area.

"Is there no novelist among us elders?" Wei Aiwen thought and decided to let Wang Tao find a solution, since he had experience in adaptation.

He wrote several revisions to the storytelling adaptation, and revised several "memoranda" on military propaganda that he had written all night. To be honest, the naturalized officers in the Political Department of the General Staff were considered to be a highly educated group in the Fu Bo Army, but he was still worried.

He threw the memo to the female orderly outside, then closed the office door and planned to take a nap on the camp bed. When he lay on the bed, Wei Aiwen couldn't fall asleep again. He couldn't help but think about the report meeting.

The report meeting is the most important project for Wei Aiwen at the moment. This task sounds big, but in fact it has the most solid foundation among all the projects. Before the war, he arranged the work of "interviewing with the army". Wei Aiwen once thought about publishing a military newspaper and magazine, but the Senate did not approve it, and even military magazines were under the Propaganda Department. So he could not have his own reporters. He could only ask the Propaganda Department to select a group of reporters as "military reporters" and let the clerks of each company play the role of "news correspondents". Whether their writing skills are good or not is another matter, as long as they can record relevant stories.

Now most of the "military reporters" have returned, and many "correspondents" have also returned with the troops. Together with the reports sent back through the military mail system in the past, it is easy to pick out some good materials by carefully looking through them, and then conduct some additional interviews to select the first batch of representative figures.

He remembered that when he was a child, the school organized him to listen to the "Laoshan Battle Heroes Report Meeting". What he liked to listen to most was not the battle process, but the life in the cat ear cave... Suddenly, he got up smartly and wrote a few words in his notebook, "I have to review every propaganda draft", reminding himself that after the naturalized civilian officers' plan was submitted, he must convey this latest instruction.

Tintin looked at the twisted Gantt chart in his notebook. The pleasure of having power in his hands had been drowned out by the flood of work. It is said that power and status are the best aphrodisiacs, but no matter how many drugs he takes, a wolf can't stand having sex seven times a night.

On the laptop screen in front of him, the project plan of the mainland culture strategy was displayed. The entire project was divided into seven sub-projects because there were too many clues. More than 2,000 tasks with time plans had been arranged, and many of them were interrelated, so there was a need for merging and coordination. Ding Ding also felt that his brain was not enough, so he brought the laptop back from Gaoshanling and asked the IT veteran to help install a project. "...The Shandong region folk doctor training class has been initially selected in Qimen Island. The training doctors will be provided by the health center of the Shandong detachment. Please ask the command to coordinate the organization of the students and carry out the necessary purification and literacy preparations. Please ask the command to coordinate the start time according to the progress of the preparations..."

"…The Machinery General Factory plans to send a flour mill equipment exhibition group to Hangzhou for a live demonstration. We request the headquarters to coordinate with local merchants, transport ships, and provide security for Hangzhou Station…"

The female secretary read out more than ten "requests" in one breath. Ding Ding stared at the screen, but did not type a single word, nor did he actually listen. A voice in his head kept repeating, "What do these idiots think of me? They have to come to me for things that they can coordinate on their own."

"Honey, do you want to continue? The rest are pretty much the same, all of which require coordination of resources." Pan Pan, who was preparing to discuss work with him in the office, flipped through the report and said, "I think you need an assistant to help you deal with this. These tasks can't be done by working overtime, so why don't you go home early today?"

If Ding Ding hadn't been staring at the screen in a daze, he should have been able to see Pan Pan's eyes. Although the couple had major differences in their philosophies in recent years, their relationship has eased after adjusting their work content. In general, Ding Ding is at ease running his two magazines and one newspaper, and is responsible for publicity; Pan Pan is in charge of the rest - mainly the media publishing industry.

Pan Pan has made great success in the media publishing industry in recent years. Although she hates the revisions made by the Office of Truth, she can still accept this kind of review considering that they still need to conceal their true identities as time travelers.

As her career grew, Pan Pan's original intention changed somewhat. It was obvious that a publishing giant and an ordinary journalist could not sit on the same chair. Her view on Ding Ding, the "Propaganda Minister", was not so sharp.

The change in mentality will naturally affect the relationship. So in recent years, the two have been in harmony. Recently, Ding Ding has been obsessed with "Cultural Strategy" and has inevitably neglected his wife.

Just when Ding Ding hadn't understood his wife's spirit, there was an inopportune knock on the door. Fang Fei pushed open the door with a box of documents and was stunned when he saw Pan Pan. He was keenly aware that he came at an "inopportune time". He had to force a smile and greet them. Pan Pan found an excuse to leave the two of them behind and retreated first. Fang Fei watched him go out, thinking that Ding Ding would have to spend the night on the balcony again.

"Old Fang, if you're here to ask me to coordinate with other departments, forget it. I'm already overwhelmed." Ding Ding slumped down on the back of his chair, looking more tired than ever. As he spoke, Ding Ding turned the screen to Fang Fei and pointed at the Gantt chart that looked like a small forest. Fang Fei knew that Ding Ding called him Old Fang because he was really in a bad mood and needed an old friend to help him solve his problems. Otherwise, Ding Ding would call him "Director Fang" or "General Manager Fang."

Fang Fei listened to Ding Ding's complaints for half an hour, half of which was about how difficult it was for Ding Ding himself, and half of which was about how shameless the requirements of various departments were. Taking the file in front of Ding Ding, Fang Fei also roughly understood Ding Ding's distress, which was probably like your son asking you to help him solve a math homework problem, you thought it would be about chickens and rabbits in the same cage, but he actually took out Fourier transform.

While Fang Fei was reading the document, Ding Ding went out to wash his face and sober up. He asked his secretary to pour two cups of iced coffee and put them on the coffee table next to the sofa. He continued to express his feelings to Fang Fei while drinking. In Ding Ding's opinion, some requests for instructions are just to mess things up, just like the many troublesome subordinates he had seen in the old time and space. They asked for instructions on some difficult problems that should not be reported to their superiors. To put it nicely, it was seeking help, but to put it bluntly, it was embarrassing for the superiors. If the management who didn't understand the situation and didn't understand the technology made decisions for him, it would be digging a hole for himself. If things went wrong, he would have to take the blame. Doing nothing would become an excuse for the subordinates to delay. At this time, shouting "What's the use of you?" is the right answer. But Ding Ding is not fighting on his home turf and he doesn't dare to and can't.

“Which department is in charge of Jeju Island?”

"What?" When Ding Ding was spitting, Fang Fei asked such a completely unrelated question, and he didn't understand Fang Fei's question for a while.

"I'm saying that if we don't count the garrisons in Jeju Island and Kaohsiung, who is in charge of the local administration?" Fang Fei pushed aside the documents and notebooks and sat on the sofa. He took a sip of coffee and continued, "Feng Zongze and Wei Bashi, the two expatriates, who do you think they should report to?"