Siheyuan: Silly Zhu snatches my teacher Ran and cries for him

Chapter 144 Fighting for Power
afternoon.

About three or four o'clock.

Almost every household in the courtyard house snored evenly.

There are not a few men who drink too much, even Lin Anguo is a little confused.

Fortunately, it is relatively close to home.

So get drunk and go straight home.

The women immediately started packing up.

It's not necessary for Lin Anguo to spend more money, whoever collects the leftovers can take it home.

Such a whole.

Lin Anguo and his family don't need to clean up.

Neighbors can also benefit.

After work.

Lin Anguo followed Mr. Guo and Zhao Shouyan and left first.

Mr. Guo found a place.

That is Mr. Guo's usual office.

Then discuss things with Lin Anguo.

The mansion that Lin Anguo went to last time was just where Mr. Guo usually lives.

"Huaxia Academy of Sciences."

Lin Anguo looked at the passing gate outside the car window.

These big characters are clearly written on the sign above.

There is no Huaxia Academy of Social Sciences yet, so the Institute of History is still an institution under the Huaxia Academy of Sciences.

And Mr. Guo is not only the head of the Huaxia Academy of Sciences, but also the director of the Institute of History.

Huaxia Bookstore is under the management of the History Research Institute.

Anyway.

Mr. Guo is the immediate boss of both Lin Anguo and Zhao Shouyan.

This time I came to Huaxia Academy of Sciences.

Mr. Guo did not intend to let Lin Anguo wander around at will.

At this stage.

The Huaxia Academy of Sciences is developing a hydrogen AAA bomb.

If Lin Anguo wanders around.

It is estimated that they will be arrested directly.

Mr. Guo directly brought Lin Anguo and Zhao Shouyan to his office.

Mr. Guo has three offices.

The outermost is the secretary's office, the middle is Mr. Guo's office, and the back is Mr. Guo's residence here.

In three rooms.

Almost all of them are filled with various documents and strange things.

The most are all kinds of bones.

Symbols are engraved on the bones.

Lin Anguo knew that these were oracle bone inscriptions.

At the age of 70, Mr. Guo is still obsessed with research, which is not easy.

"Come in, there are some words that cannot be heard."

Mr. Guo opened the room behind his office and let Zhao Shouyan and Lin Anguo go in.

This is already special treatment.

It's not that they regard Lin Anguo and Zhao Shouyan as their own.

It is absolutely impossible to let the two of them enter such a private space.

"Uh-huh."

The two nodded.

Not too restrictive either.

Because I knew in my heart that Mr. Guo had something important to say.

Especially Zhao Shouyan.

Already vaguely guessed Mr. Guo's attitude.

Lin Anguo entered the room last, and closed the door directly.

Wait for Mr. Guo to speak first.

Mr. Guo hunched over, walked slowly to a sofa, sat down, and lit a cigarette.

His spirit looked far worse than when he went to Lin Anguo for dinner.

"It's the way it is."

Mr. Guo exhaled a smoke ring, his face was very sad.

"The branch of Huaxia Bookstore in Shanghai has found the person above."

"Demand to give them the task of correcting the history of the country."

"Now the leaders above are still hesitating."

"They are also waiting for my opinion."

"So I want to tell you in advance."

"And I'm telling you clearly, if you really want to rob, Shanghai City will go crazy and drag you into the water."

"The last mission may stay in Forty-Nine City, but your safety is not guaranteed."

Sure enough, this is the case.

Sure enough, the storm has spread to every corner.

Even for a highly professional project like correcting national history, someone dares to pick peaches.

It's not that the people in Shanghai can't do the job.

Rather, a lot of preparatory work has been done here in Forty-Nine City.

And there are many more experts who study history than there are in Shanghai.

"I personally obey all arrangements of the organization."

Zhao Shouyan said something first, not wanting to fight for it at all.

Compared with your own life.

This little credit is nothing.

Mr. Guo already knew Zhao Shouyan's attitude.

Now he just wants to know Lin Anguo's attitude.

After all, the work done by Lin Anguo alone accounted for nearly 20.00% of the workload.

Now let Shanghai City take over.

In the future, when the 25 corrected editions of the annals are published, Lin Anguo's name will not be on them.

The literati have the same name.

Some literati are not afraid of death in order to be famous through the ages.

Mr. Guo is afraid that Lin Anguo is such a person.

"Lin Anguo, what do you think, tell me, and I will share your opinion with the leaders above."

Mr. Guo smoked most of the cigarette in one breath.

The protruding smoke covered his face.

Lin Anguo couldn't see Mr. Guo's expression at all.

But this matter has little effect on Lin Anguo.

From the day he entered Huaxia Bookstore, Lin Anguo knew that such a thing would happen.

Now comes after.

On the contrary, Lin Anguo felt a little excited.

This doesn't happen.

The country does not know how long it will take before it thinks about restarting and correcting the national history.

"Mr. Guo, I don't have any ideas. I raise my hands in favor of handing over this work to my colleagues in Shanghai."

"It's just that I have an opinion that I want to raise."

"I am a talented person with little knowledge, and the few national histories that I am correcting should not be handed over to Shanghai City."

"I believe that the comrades in Shanghai City will be able to publish a better corrected version than ours in Sijiu City!"

Lin Anguo wanted to see Shanghai take over all the work.

But it doesn't mean that Lin Anguo is willing to be picked by others.

He would rather throw the peach away than give it to the other party.

Mr. Guo heard what Lin Anguo said.

His expression was a bit ugly.

Because what Lin Anguo did was undoubtedly a manifestation of selfishness, a manifestation of not paying attention to collective honor.

But compare.

A colleague from Huaxia Bookstore in Shanghai.

It seems a little more selfish.

Not only did they want to snatch this task, but they also wanted to turn Huaxia Bookstore's Shanghai branch into its headquarters.

Because the Huaxiashu branch in Shanghai used to be the headquarters.

Only after the founding of the country.

The headquarters was moved to Forty-Nine City.

For those people in Shanghai.

This time is really a good opportunity.

As long as you successfully complete the task, you can prove your ability to the above.

Since the people in Shanghai are more selfish.

Then Mr. Guo has no reason to reject Lin Anguo.

"I promise you that I will not give your achievements to others."

"But you and Xiao Zhao don't touch this matter anymore, lest you get angry."

"Xiao Zhao, you will have a long vacation starting today, and Lin Anguo's half-year vacation will be extended to one year."

"After all the dust settles, Huaxia Bookstore still needs you two."

"You have to know that this is your protection."

Mr. Guo finished smoking a cigarette, and then pressed the cigarette holder firmly into the ashtray.

Say something heartwarming.

The old man had stains and shiny spots.

Lin Anguo still respected him very much.

(End of this chapter)