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

Wu Sidao saw Li Yunfei's confusion and sighed helplessly.

People in China only know about the scattered Jiangsu and Thirteen Taibao. They are scattered like stars in the sky, and have never gathered together. The only thing they are particularly united about is that Jiangsu is not united.

However, the domestic meteorological bureau is not much worse than that of bulk Jiangsu.

The Meteorological Bureau is a provincial vertical management unit. Within each province, the meteorological bureaus in counties and cities are all under the management of the provincial meteorological bureau.

Of course, it also accepts the management of local officials, but not the management of the Meteorological Administration.

This is just like my vassal's vassal, not my vassal.

"Boss Li, don't be surprised. Our meteorological bureau has its own situation here. We are used to being in a loose relationship. To be honest with you, not only them, but other provincial meteorological bureaus have also sent people to you."

"Especially the provincial meteorological bureaus in the south, which are most affected by typhoons every year, are particularly interested in meteorological weapons."

"To be honest, even if the General Meteorological Administration holds a meeting, meteorological bureaus from all over the country may not be able to come in such a large number!"

Wu Sidao said with great emotion. After he finished speaking, he looked at the three meteorological bureau directors and asked, "Three directors, am I right?"

"No, Director Wu, what are you talking about? We had a meeting during the Chinese New Year, and you said that we should raise the ideological awareness of all meteorological bureaus and work hard to serve the people."

"At work, I grasp the direction, have a plan in hand, and don't panic. After I learned about the weather weapon, I flew over immediately."

"These are all things you emphasized in the meeting. We are all implementing your guidelines. We are all your soldiers and will absolutely obey your orders!" said the director of the Qilu Meteorological Bureau.

After hearing this, the directors of the Guanzhong Meteorological Bureau and the Yuzhou Meteorological Bureau swallowed all the words in their minds.

Qilu is indeed worthy of being a province with a large number of examinations. The level of the director's speech is indeed very high and simply impeccable.

They were silent for a moment, then said, "Director Wu, we both mean the same thing!"

Li Yunfei listened for a long time and finally understood what was said.

What the directors of Guanzhong and Yuzhou meant by this should be that I feel the same way!
What is said on the Internet is right. Before my Qilu friend came, I wouldn't say a word. I should also hire a Qilu assistant.

It will definitely be very useful in such formal occasions.

Wu Sidao also laughed. What he said for a long time was just official clichés.

The general meaning is to follow orders, but we will still grab weather weapons if necessary.

There is no way around it. The funding for the local meteorological bureau is provided by local officials and has nothing to do with the meteorological bureau.

"Dear leaders, it is indeed too late today. How about we all go to our factory's guesthouse to rest today, and I will accompany you to visit the meteorological weapons tomorrow?" Li Yunfei asked, suppressing the urge to yawn.

Except for a few meteorological experts, everyone nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, Huadun’s guesthouse has been expanded, otherwise so many people might not be able to accommodate them.

The next day, eight o'clock in the morning.

Representatives from meteorological bureaus in various places also arrived at Huadun one after another.

Some provinces sent almost all their experts, while others only sent three or four people due to small locations.

But if all these people are added together, the number would be over a thousand.

It is no exaggeration to say that if a nuclear bomb is dropped on Huadun at this time, the meteorological industry of the University of Tokyo will suffer an unprecedented blow.

Finally, after much communication, it was decided that Fan Jian would give a public report in the factory auditorium.

Finally, the meteorological bureaus of each province sent a few representatives to visit the actual equipment together. If there were too many people, the comrades from the National Security Bureau would not agree.

The international community is now in an uproar. On the black market, some people are even offering a reward of millions of dollars just for a photo of a weather weapon. If there are too many people involved, the risk of leaking secrets will double. If a leak really happens, no matter who it is, they will have to bear the consequences.

Fan Jian was backstage at the Huadun Auditorium. He saw his former director and colleagues all coming and sitting down to listen to his report.

The feeling of everyone looking down on you, but you being the most proud of yourself, goes straight to the top of his head.

"Director, I really didn't expect you to call my former leaders and colleagues here to give me the opportunity to prove myself in front of them."

"Thank you so much. How about I kowtow to you? I was really upset when I left the unit." Fan Jian said with a smile, his eyes red.

Li Yunfei felt a little surprised. He only knew that Fan Jian resigned from an official unit, but because of the confidentiality agreement, he really didn't know that he resigned from the Meteorological Bureau.

What a coincidence! Almost all the leaders of meteorological bureaus across the country are here today.

He reached out and patted Fan Jian on the shoulder, saying, "Old Fan, this is what you deserve. Go ahead."

"How long will it take you to complete this report?"

"It will take at least three hours. What's the matter, Director? What's the matter?"

After hearing this, Li Yunfei nodded helplessly.

When the news that they had weather weapons spread to the Middle East, it caused a big commotion. Those who were in the seminar bought plane tickets that day.

According to them, they had been away from Tokyo University for so long that they really couldn't bear to leave their homeroom teacher.

In fact, everyone is here for meteorological weapons. After all, this is a genuine dual-use military and civilian good thing.

Calculating the time, it should be almost time, so I have to go to the airport to pick someone up now.

As soon as Fan Jian showed his face on the stage, the auditorium exploded.

He can be said to be a celebrity in the meteorological system. He has done a lot of research, published many articles, and put forward many bold theoretical ideas.

He was originally going to be promoted to deputy director, but in the end his position was taken away by someone else, and his scientific research results were also stolen. It was said that there was a conspiracy involved, and an old lady with magical powers made a phone call.

The deputy director who was finally promoted was named Su Wei De. Fan Jian eventually resigned and chose to leave. This matter was eventually left unresolved in the meteorological system.

When Su Weide saw Fan Jian, he subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Damn it, I knew there was something wrong with the scientific research results this guy left for me!"

"In one year, I failed the same project six times. Oh well, it turns out it was waiting for me here!"

When everyone in the unit heard this, their expressions changed.

How shameless and impudent! When you were stealing other people's scientific research results, you didn't say this. Instead, you patted your chest and guaranteed that you could be the first to develop meteorological weapons.

However, everyone at this time was angry but dared not speak out. After all, although this guy’s scientific research ability was insufficient, his background was really strong!
"Deputy Director Su, keep your voice down and stop talking!"

"All my colleagues from the Meteorological Bureau are here today. You don't want the past to be dug up again, do you?"

"There was nothing wrong with Fan Jian's research results. It was you who couldn't do it. Six experiments failed in one year. Do you know this?"

"He's Director Li's man now. His background is much stronger than yours. If you continue to make trouble now, your parents won't be able to protect you, and they won't even be able to protect themselves." The director next to him warned coldly.

He was still full of resentment about what happened back then, but as he was approaching retirement, he really didn't want to argue anymore.

But who could have thought that this guy would be so disappointing.

If Fan Jian was still around, and he could develop a weather weapon in his unit, then I, as the director, might have a chance to make further progress! (End of this chapter)