What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

Zhao Jianhua was completely dumbfounded.

During a press conference, no one usually provides prompts.

This is, after all, a matter of national pride, not some informal press conference in the entertainment industry.

But today, the prompting issue still occurred.

This illustrates a point.

The note contained an emergency, and an extremely important one at that, one that could change the content of the press conference.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhua tried his best to suppress his surprise and calmly opened the note.

After seeing the contents.

Zhao Jianhua's eyes suddenly went blank.

There was nothing in his pupils except for question marks.

But as a well-trained foreign affairs professional, he quickly regained his composure.

That semi-permanent smile returned to his face.

He looked at the reporter with a confident smile.

"Excuse me, there was some other interruption just now. What was your question? Please repeat it."

The reporter was caught off guard.

In such an important occasion, the speaker didn't listen attentively and made me repeat myself?

no doubt.

The contents of that note must be very important.

In that case, the question from before is no longer very important.

She just asked, "What is Zhao Jianhua's view on the connection between missiles and typhoons?"

She asked that question because it would be a way to attack Zhao Jianhua.

After all, the BBC's mission is always to attack.

but!

Anyone with a bit of common sense knows that the idea that missiles cause typhoons is pure conspiracy theory.

It is impossible for it to actually exist.

She brought up this conspiracy theory simply to try and smear Zhao Jianhua as much as possible.

But the situation is different now.

Zhao Jianhua received a note, and his expression changed drastically.

Without a doubt, the note must have contained information about a major event.

So the reporter wanted to quickly skip that question and move on to asking about the note.

"Speaker, the question I just asked was—"

"It's rumored online that this typhoon is most likely related to your country's missile launch. What's your opinion?"

"Also, I noticed you received a note. Could you please tell me what it says?"

Zhao Jianhua smiled deeply.

"In theory, you can only ask one question at a time."

"But I'm in a good mood today, so I'll make an exception for you and answer both questions at the same time."

"Regarding your question about the connection between this typhoon and our missile launches, our stance is very clear!"

"We have always been a peace-loving developing country, and we are willing to work with other countries to build a shared home for our planet."

"Of course, it's normal for us to have friction with some countries during the long process of development."

"Regarding this friction, I only have one piece of advice for you all: take care of yourselves."

That concludes my answers for today. Thank you all.

That's all!

Zhao Jianhua turned and stepped off the stage.

The Blue Hall was completely silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Especially the BBC reporter who asked the question.

I asked you what you thought about typhoons and missiles.

You ended up talking about building a shared Earth and friction, etc.

Finally, he left with a harsh remark: "Take care of yourself."

Who is this person advising to take care of themselves?

Are you asked yes or no?

You said "or"?

But soon, some astute reporters had already found clues.

The question asked by the BBC was actually quite idiotic.

Normal, serious media outlets don't even bother asking this question; it's not worth mentioning.

Anyone who isn't brain-dead should know that there are no weather weapons in this world.

Yet, the spokesperson did not deny such a simple question.

Instead, it uses a vague answer template.

This template is typically used to answer very tricky questions.

Neither admitting nor denying is diplomatic language.

But today!

This is a problem!

This is a problem that cannot be addressed using diplomatic language!

If you neither deny nor admit it, then that means it exists, right?

Thinking about this, some journalists with a keen sense of smell have already started writing news headlines.

[No denial! University of Tokyo suspected of possessing weather-related weapons!]

……

……

Behind the podium.

Under the cover of the curtain.

Zhao Jianhua quickly found the person who had handed him the note.

But before he could speak...

The person offered a bottle of water and a tissue.

"Director Zhao, wipe your sweat."

Zhao Jianhua then realized that his collar was soaked.

There is no other reason.

That press conference just now was the most difficult hurdle Zhao Jianhua has faced in his career.

Each problem is extremely tricky, and mishandling it could damage the nation's dignity.

So although Zhao Jianhua appears to be standing on top, his brain is constantly overloaded, consuming more energy than anyone else.

When on stage, Zhao Jianhua was able to maintain control thanks to his strong willpower.

But as soon as he stepped off the stage, he was immediately drenched in sweat.

"Director Zhao, you handled it well; this is exactly the effect the leadership wanted."

"Oh my, Secretary Tao, you guys scared me to death!"

Zhao Jianhua reached out and took the tissue, wiping his cheeks repeatedly.

"When did we acquire weather weapons?"

Secretary Tao: "The boss only just found out, which is why he asked me to pass you the note right away. Luckily, you arrived in time."

Until this very moment.

Zhao Jianhua hadn't fully reacted yet.

Secretary Tao was General Song's personal secretary and rose to the rank of Senior Colonel.

When a senior colonel passes you a note at breakneck speed, the importance of the note's contents is self-evident.

Zhao Jianhua took out the crumpled piece of paper again.

Expand it out.

There is only one simple line of text above.

"Yes, and no!"

A smart person like Zhao Jianhua immediately understood the boss's intention.

The first character, of course, needs no further explanation.

We have mastered weather weapons.

The key is in the last three words.

If we admit it directly, then the typhoon of our daily lives will fall on our heads, and we can't accept this dirty water.

But if we don't acknowledge it, then weather weapons lose their meaning.

This is a weapon capable of directly causing an epic disaster, with a power far exceeding that of a nuclear bomb.

If you secretly keep a dragon-level weapon like this in your hand, then you lose half of its effectiveness.

Only the outside world knows about this weapon and respects it.

Only then can it achieve 100% effectiveness.

Therefore, neither denying nor admitting is the best choice.

Zhao Jianhua completed his task admirably, but he was still somewhat shaken.

"Hey you guys in military uniforms, can't you at least let us know if something happens?"

"They always catch me off guard."

"If you keep doing this, I'm going to apply for a transfer. This job is too difficult."

Secretary Tao chuckled and patted Zhao Jianhua on the shoulder: "There's nothing we can do..."

"I'm truly impressed. So, what's the plan now?"

Secretary Tao shrugged helplessly: "General Manager Song has already gone to a meeting. Let's wait for news."