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Wedge, the home of grassroots think tanks

In the room, there was a heavy smell of tobacco, a man with a half-haired white hair, a scholar-like appearance, a woman in her thirties, and a young man in her thirties, the three of them sat around a shabby table, sitting speechlessly.

Three people, three cigarettes, and the table was full of untied cigarette butts.

Suddenly, the door opened and a man with a stubble face broke in. When he saw him, the three people in the room looked up and asked, "Xiao Yang, how are you?"

The visitor shook his head, and the woman in her thirties cursed, "Fuck!" If her students heard it, they would definitely be surprised by the rudeness of the female associate professor at this moment: "Don't they know that this project is really moving, and the ecology of the entire upstream and downstream of the river will be completely finished!"

"Sister Xu, I'm going to find Liu Chang! See if I can still save it." The man with a stubble face just now threw down this sentence and turned around and ran away.

"I'll go find Mr. Huang." Sister Xu said: "Although he has stepped down, he should still have some connections that can be used, and I hope he can stop him." He also went out.

The room calmed down again, and the young man who was about to stand asked the scholar with half-haired hair: "Lao Zhang, what do you think?"

"I guess there is no hope." Half of the white hair raised her face and sighed: "Xiao Yang is too young, looking for Liu Chang? That's a useless! The surname Liu is a person in the interest group! As for Mr. Huang... I'm afraid he can't make it happen... The economic environment is not good now, and the only one who has money is the government. All regions are doing projects and promoting the economy. They are called "sweeping with the wind!" And we? Hum! We can only be poor outside and yelling! At most, we complain online! But if the people above cover their ears, it's useless to make noises no matter how loud we make them! If we block the Internet, we will not even have a place to quarrel!"

The young man's eyes dimmed: "Yes! We can't do it in the end!"

Half-headed white hair smiled as if he was mocking, and said, "Why, do you want to be an official? Unfortunately, I am old, otherwise I would go to take the civil service exam and climb slowly to the day when I can take power, and show my skills..."

The young man suddenly said, "I'm afraid you will be corrupt before that day comes!"

Half of the white hair laughed out loud: "That's right, that's right!" Another slapped the young man on the shoulder and said: "Why don't you go and try it?"

"Just kidding!" said the young man, "I'm not young anymore, I'm past the best age to enter the civil service system. Besides, there's no one above me, and it's useless to go in!" He sighed and said, "I suddenly had a ridiculous idea: It would be great if there were imperial examinations now, at least some people without background could get up and stir up the stagnant pool of water above!"

Half of his head of white hair laughed: "The water above is already muddy enough!"

The young man said, "Then make it more complicated! Things will turn back when they are extreme! They will be at the extreme, and they may be clear!"

The two laughed, went out together and got into the car.

The sky outside the glass was shrouded in haze, "But there is still hope." The young man said, "I suddenly thought of an idea..."
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