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Chapter 8 The priest

Yang Rui’s words made sense, but Leo still looked at him deeply and said, “Yang. Why do I feel like you are becoming more and more like a bureaucrat? Will people really change?”

Leo said this very heavy. Yang Rui had also thought about the political commissar and the military rectification clearly before. The current Fuxing Army is tied together based on his friendship with his students, but not to mention other things, he led the military academy students in the first and second phases, and the third and fourth phases were also heart-to-heart education before. However, after the fifth phase, there was no excessive contact. It was just that the friendship between teachers and students could not unite many people. When the number of people reached a certain number, the entire organization would be divided. It was like a self-employed person with dozens of people and hundreds of people under his command.

When you appear, everyone calls you big brother. When you walk around the factory every day, there will be basically no mistakes. However, if the number of people reaches a few thousand, it is not something you can manage with your buddy's loyalty. According to the concept of organizational behavior, the management range is limited, and once you surpass it, it will be out of control. The current Fuxing Army has reached the time to be an individual company. Although it will damage the enthusiasm of those people when it is changed, it is necessary to change. If it is not changed, it cannot be stable and cannot develop. At the same time, there are more than 3,000 people in the Shanghai Fuxing Association, and it is time to change.

"Leo, relying on the trust between people, there is no way to support an army and a country. I want to change the entire organization now and transform it into a system-based maintenance because of personal relationships. This is the inevitable path for us to be strong. Without such a change, many accidents will definitely happen in the future." Faced with Leo's question, Yang Rui really doesn't know how to answer.

"Maybe." Leo answered very much. He was a little lost now. "I think the most precious thing in life is not how great you can achieve, but how many friends you have. And now, I feel like you are beginning to transform into someone I don't know. Doing this will make everyone wary of each other, and everyone is staring at each other like a thief. This is not good. In this way, you will lose your friends for your purpose one day."

As an anarchist, Leo's values ​​made Yang Rui speechless. He remembered that it seemed that Wu Zhihui from the Patriotic Society also became an anarchist after he went to the UK. Politics is dirty, but it is not that you will touch you if you don't touch politics. You have already boarded the ship and pretended to be on land. You don't know how you die.

"Leo, I will consider what you said. The political commissar is just understanding each other with the soldiers. Now I will not announce the decision I told you immediately. I will discuss this matter with those in Shanghai." Yang Rui planned to give in first, and he was thinking about it himself. If it really doesn't work, he will push the political commissar in the name of Shanghai. There are still six years to go from now until Xinhai. Assuming that there are still four or five years to start the initiation in advance, no problems will occur in these four or five years. If the troops are not controlled strictly, if there is a problem, I don't know how many people will die.

When Yang Rui sent the telegram to Wang Xiaoxu, he was outside the laboratory of the Chinese hospital in the concession, waiting for Dr. Fujino's examination results. In a hurry, the Tokyo branch found a doctor. Wang Xiaoxu was worried that the person would not be able to come, but it was still very professional to see him fiddling with things in the laboratory.

"Oh. Okay. I'll go in and take a look first." Wang Xiaoxu was able to understand his helplessness. This was actually his perception. The more than 3,000 members of the Revival Association were mostly developed by the Chinese Education Association, and they were basically scholars and students. As for the members of the association, they had been under the supervision of Yang Rui.

Wang Xiaoxu knocked on the door and entered the inner room. Huang Zhongyu was talking to a young girl. The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a very pale face and a little Zou Rong between her eyebrows. When Wang Xiaoxu saw her, she felt sad. When they saw Wang Xiaoxu come in, they stood up. Wang Xiaoxu knew that the girl was Zou Lan. Without saying a word, she bowed deeply and said, "Miss Zou, Wei Dan died for the country. I... we didn't protect him."

After spending a long time with Yang Rui, Wang Xiaoxu's northern dialect, Zou Lan can still understand it. He glanced at Wang Xiaoxu, then looked at Huang Zhongyu next to him, and said, "I want to see my brother, please sir..."

Zou Lan spoke Chongqing dialect, but Wang Xiaoxu didn't understand it very well. Huang Zhongyu, who had chatted with her for a while, said, "Sir, he said he was going to meet Wei Dan, otherwise he would be worried."

"Okay. You should also see me." Wang Xiaoxu said. Zou Rong's body has been sorted out. Although it has been dissected, it has been sewn. It is not easy to see her when she wears clothes. But he is not used to it in prison. He is hungry and is skinny and all the people who see her cry. He hopes that this girl will not be frightened.

When Wang Xiaoxu left the Chinese hospital, Consul General of the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai, Consul General Odagiri Manhonosuke was talking to his assistant.

"Your Excellency, the Qing people are now ready to prosecute the police station. Because the doctors in the concession are unwilling to intervene in this matter, they hired a doctor from Japan and are now testing Zou Rong's body. If it is found that it is poisonous, then things will cause a sensation across the country."

"Is that Zou Rong an international student who studied at Tongwen Academy before?" asked Oda Kei Mansuke.
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