The host, please be more restrained! The Strategic Propaganda Bureau can no longer make up stories

Li Yunfei really never thought that one day he would be caught in a crisis of house collapse.

Not only did its own house collapse, but the meteorological bureaus in Guanzhong and Qilu also collapsed.

Both places are populous provinces, and many people were stunned by the heavy rain.

Millions of people entered the live broadcast room and began to complain.

"Director, you really made me suffer!"

"I really didn't expect there would be a heavy rain today. The wheat harvest was ruined. My parents' mixed doubles team was miserable!"

"Pink turned black, pink turned black, why didn't you tell me you were using weather weapons today!"

"Thank you, Director. I have been brought to the highest military court in our village and will be remembered forever in the village committee and village history."

"I really am. If I hadn't had the Tsinghua University admission letter to save my life, I really would have died. Even so, I can escape death but I can't escape punishment while I'm alive."

"Director, please come out quickly. I know you are in the live broadcast room. Please explain to me why you are using weather weapons!"

"I haven't had time to harvest the millet, and I don't have the admission letter from Peking University or Tsinghua University. My dad is banging on the door now. What should I do?"

Li Yunfei looked at the comments in the live broadcast room, touched his nose, and his momentum instantly weakened.

I feel like I am really sorry for the fans in Guanzhong and Qilu in the live broadcast room!

Zhao Min looked at Li Yunfei, who suddenly wilted, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

This is the first time I’ve seen the factory director so listless in all these years. He used to have sex seven times a night and his energy was higher than this.

"Director, what should we do now? Are you going to give an explanation to the fans in the live broadcast room?"

Li Yunfei scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

He wanted to avoid the topic and subconsciously opened his phone, only to see more than a dozen messages from the Meteorological Administration.

wrong!

I have already communicated with the General Meteorological Administration about using meteorological weapons and artificial rainfall this time, and the two sides are fully coordinated throughout the entire rainfall process.

He did feel sorry for the fans in the live broadcast room, but the China Meteorological Administration cannot escape the blame!
After Li Yunfei understood this, he instantly felt righteous.

He appeared in front of the live broadcast, clasped his hands together, and said with great shame: "Brothers and sisters, we were indeed inconsiderate in using weather weapons this time."

"I'm sorry, we were wrong. We admit it. I will give you an explanation today!"

It is difficult for a man to avoid admitting his mistakes in his life.

When I was little, I said, "Sorry, Mom, I was wrong!"
When I was in school, I said, "Sorry, teacher, I was wrong!"

When we are in love, I'm sorry, baby, I was wrong!

After getting married, I’m sorry, wife, I was wrong!

After having a child, I'm sorry, my daughter, dad was wrong!

I’m old now. I’m sorry, my dear granddaughter, it’s grandpa’s fault!

Li Yunfei's attitude of admitting his mistake was excellent, which stunned the audience in the live broadcast room.

Such a big factory manager, testing meteorological weapons, publicly apologized in the live broadcast room just because he complained about it. Is his attitude so good?
"Boss Li, don't be like this, we were just talking, why are you taking it so seriously?"

"Look at this, a factory manager of this stature has such a good attitude when admitting his mistakes, unlike some people who are like stubborn donkeys!"

"Okay, Mr. Li, I forgive you. Leave us your contact information and let's add each other as friends."

"Give me an explanation. Can all the fans in the live broadcast room today get a roll of tape each by providing screenshots of the live broadcast?"

"No, no, no, Director, please don't apologize. I feel embarrassed to complain if you apologize."

Li Yunfei looked at the comments in the live broadcast room with an unhappy look on his face. He was being criticized here, but why should the State Meteorological Administration hide behind him?
Just as he was about to bring the Meteorological Administration into his live broadcast room for a meeting, Xing Zhigang trotted out of the vehicle and saluted. "Report, Comrade Director, the rocket launch vehicles have been assembled and can be withdrawn at any time. What instructions do you have?"

His words were so powerful that they startled the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Director, tell me honestly, is this really not active service?"

"This is the level that a deputy director of a private enterprise should have. I feel like he is more like a battalion commander than our battalion commander."

"I seriously suspect that General Li is raising soldiers, and I have evidence."

Li Yunfei was a little amused by this sudden interruption. He opened the car door and said, "Deputy Director Xing, I've already told you that this is a private enterprise, not a military unit. Please relax."

"Yes, Comrade Director!"

"..." Li Yunfei was speechless for three seconds, then said, "Okay, whatever you want, let's go back."

"By the way, you can take my car. My fans in the live broadcast room are all very interested in you. Let's chat together."

"Yes, Comrade Director!"

Xing Zhigang sat in the co-pilot seat without saying a word.

Li Yunfei asked curiously: "Old Xing, the fans in my live broadcast room are very curious, why did you, a deputy battalion commander of the Rocket Force, come to me?"

"Report, I shine wherever I go. The atmosphere at Huadun is great. I like it here very much."

"Director, please stop testing me. I won't leave unless you fire me." Xing Zhigang explained, looking out the window.

"I never do anything fake in my live broadcast room. Old Xing, just tell the truth. Don't do these fake things. It's boring!" Li Yunfei said with some dissatisfaction.

He was also very curious about the reason.

After all, if the deputy battalion commander of the Rocket Force chooses to retire, he will at least start at the township level, and his future is promising.

Although Huadun’s treatment is no worse than that of official units, they are not civil servants after all, so the difference in status and identity is there.

"Then Director, I'll tell you the truth. If I come to you, I can command the attack on the Rockets without any hassle."

"Firing more than 200 rockets at a time is really cool. I can't even imagine doing this in the military."

"Even though I am the deputy director in the factory, the number of rocket launchers under my command is more than that of a reinforced regiment!" Xing Zhigang said with great satisfaction.

Li Yunfei was stunned when he heard this. He had thought of many reasons, but he never thought that the reason would be this.

However, in peacetime, unless it is for routine training or military exercises, it is indeed unlikely for a battalion to fire more than 200 rockets.

"For a military enthusiast, this reason is perfect!"

"When I was in the army, I didn't fire many bullets. I just trained my body to become a saint. If the conditions allowed, I would have wanted to be a mercenary."

"My goodness, a private company has 200 rocket launchers. If this news spreads abroad, foreigners will be scared to death!"

"This rocket launcher is promising. I think it will be popular in the Middle East."

Li Yunfei looked at the Meteorological Administration which had sent him more than a dozen messages, and then looked at the camera in the live broadcast room.

He cleared his throat and said, "Brothers and sisters, I just said that I will give an explanation to the brothers and sisters in Guanzhong and Qilu today."

"Don't worry, I always keep my word. I can't take all the blame today. Our Meteorological Bureau can't escape either. After all, we reported this matter in advance."

"I will drag their director to our live broadcast room right now and make them give us an explanation!"

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard Li Yunfei's words, they were instantly stunned and subconsciously thought that Li Yunfei was bragging.

National Meteorological Administration, this is a ministerial-level unit!

Young people nowadays are really bold. It’s fine if they just put the blame on the Meteorological Administration, but they even want to drag the director of the Administration into the live broadcast room for a meeting. (End of this chapter)