Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 964 A calculated trap, you do the first thing, I'll do the fifteenth (Bonus chapter for monthly votes: 3K chapters)

Members of the Japanese Socialist Party gave things away in front of everyone, and then made that kind of expression.

Fang Yan immediately realized something was wrong. If he hadn't opened the letter in front of everyone, who knows what rumors would have spread.

Anyway, as long as the dialect is upright, it has nothing to fear.

Once they leave, the invitations will be opened in front of everyone.

Regardless of what's written inside, he'll open it in front of everyone.

Even those speaking in dialects feel that dismantling the structure themselves isn't safe.

We can invite a few classmates and Lao Liu to come up to the stage and dismantle it.

The students in the audience also became interested when they heard about the dialect issue.

They all echoed:
"Want to know!"

"That's right, Brother Fang, go ahead and take it apart!"

"Let's see what they're up to."

Some have even begun to speculate:

"That guy's smile was really lewd, could he be holding back a fart?!"

"Yes, I feel the same way."

"..."

Fang Yan heard everyone's voices and said to them:

"Let a few people witness this and see what exactly they wrote on my invitation."

After he finished speaking, many people stood up and wanted to go up to the stage to see what was going on.

When the homeroom teacher, Lao Liu, saw this, he immediately stood up, called out a few class committee members, and then came to the podium.

Then, in front of everyone, Fang Yan tore open the envelope.

Then a letter fell out of it.

Fang Yan unfolded the letter, glanced at it, and revealed an expression that said, "I knew it."

The contents are as follows:

Invitation Letter for Academic Exchange from Kyoto University School of Medicine
Dear Mr. Dialect:

We are delighted to learn of your outstanding achievements in the field of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and we deeply admire you. To promote medical exchange between China and Japan, we cordially invite you to conduct a two-week academic visit to the Faculty of Medicine, Kyoto University in May 1978, and to serve as a guest lecturer for a special course on the integration of traditional Chinese medicine with contemporary clinical practice.

The specific arrangements are as follows:

行程日期：1978年5月15日至5月30日

Course content: can be adjusted according to your expertise.

Compensation details:

Round-trip first-class airfare and accommodation in a five-star hotel in Kyoto will be covered by our company;
The daily teaching fee is $500 (based on international academic standards).

We also offer clinical collaborative research opportunities with Kyoto University Hospital; funding details are negotiable.

Postscript:

Professor Keisetsu Otsuka has high hopes for this collaboration and looks forward to discussing the future development of Kampo medicine with you. Please feel free to contact us if you have any other needs.

Best wishes
Office of International Exchange, Faculty of Medicine, Kyoto University
Kazuo Asukada, representative of academic cooperation with the Socialist Party.

September, 1978

……

The content is perfectly normal, emphasizing TCM exchange, and the course arrangement is standard; there's nothing unusual about it.

Although the lecture fees seem a bit high, they are all at an international level, and for dialects, he could earn more than that by spending that time visiting a few more overseas Chinese businessmen.

This is a dig at him. If he doesn't expose it in front of everyone now, and rumors start to circulate later, Fang Yan will be busy enough.

Even if it can't shake his reputation, it can still disgust him to no end.

The other students behind Fang Yan were also somewhat incredulous when they saw the contents of the letter.

The content inside is so righteous it's downright evil.

He was laughing so slyly just now, I thought there was a check inside.

There was only one letter in the envelope.

Fang Yan handed the letter to Lao Liu and said to him:
"Could you read it to me?"

After reading it, the homeroom teacher, Liu Duzhou, nodded and then read it aloud to the crowd below who hadn't seen it.

Soon everyone heard a perfectly normal invitation.

"A course costing $500 a day? You might as well just go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital for treatment. A single patient there would give you more than that in a red envelope." Some students even started complaining that the Japanese were stingy.

Now the whole class has been to Peking Union Medical College Hospital using dialect, and dialect is used to distribute the red envelopes from overseas Chinese businessmen.

The fee of 500 yuan per day for lecturing in Japan may seem high to them, but when applied to dialects, it feels somewhat insulting.

"Is this letter meant to insult Brother Fang?"

Among the students below, some guessed.

At this moment, Li Zhengji said:

"Definitely not, they're setting a trap."

Meng Jimin, who reacted quickly, nodded:

"Yes, I also think it's a trap."

These are all intelligent people. Once they heard that, everyone put themselves in the dialect and immediately understood what the Japanese wanted to do.

The homeroom teacher said:
“Intentionally handing out invitations in class creates an association between the dialect and the Japanese side by taking advantage of the collective onlookers. Even if the content of the invitation is normal, it can still be implied through public opinion that there is a private deal, thereby damaging the credibility of the dialect.”

Even if someone stands up to endorse it, there will still be people who don't believe in dialects.

At this moment, Du Heng shouted:
"But he didn't expect that everyone in our class believed in Brother Fang, and even if we didn't open the package, no one said anything."

Others echoed.

"Yes! That's right!"

"That's right, of course we believe Brother Fang!"

"Those little devils think they can get away with this? They're too naive." "Exactly, those bastards really think we're stupid..."

Just then, the taciturn Wang Zhijun said:
"No, it has to be dismantled in public. This is the only way to break this trick."

Everyone looked at him curiously.

Wang Zhijun said:
"Whether the contents of the letter are explicit or implicit depends entirely on whether anyone witnesses it. As long as it hasn't been opened, they can make up whatever they want, saying that it contains cash, checks, or even 'information exchange'."

"Only by letting everyone see the content with their own eyes can we shut up the rumor-mongers."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of scornful snorts erupted in the classroom.

Someone cursed, "These little devils' tricks can only fool a three-year-old!"

Of course, some people also remarked that those who speak in dialects are still quick-witted and intelligent.

The speaker on the podium took the invitation back and put it back into the envelope.

Since they wanted to sabotage him, he really couldn't blame himself for taking action.

I originally wanted to talk to Director Liao at noon today, but I wanted to spare him the trouble, so I didn't say it then.

It seems we still have to do it.

A little while later, the bell rang, and Fang Yan went straight to the teachers' office with the letter.

I borrowed a phone and called Director Liao.

After undergoing dialect rehabilitation therapy today, Director Liao rested at home this afternoon.

After receiving Fang Yan's call, Fang Yan told him everything that had just happened.

Upon hearing Fang Yan's report, Director Liao immediately guessed that Fang Yan was definitely going to retaliate.

So I didn't try to persuade him, I just asked him what he wanted to do.

Fang Yan told Director Liao about the plan that they had originally intended to carry out.

After listening, Director Liao told Fang Yan, "I'll let the foreign affairs department know first, and I'll give you a definite answer later. But as long as it doesn't directly involve the United States, there shouldn't be any major problems."

After Fang Yan agreed, he hung up the phone.

Old Liu, who was listening nearby, was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect Fang Yan's revenge to come so quickly.

Moreover, they always use international public opinion and connections to stir up trouble.

Is this still my student?
Old Liu felt he didn't have that many tricks up his sleeve.

After thanking Lao Liu, Fang Yan hurriedly left the office. He suddenly remembered that the group of Japanese might still be visiting the school—could other teachers have received similar invitations?

After making some inquiries, his concerns were confirmed: many teachers had received invitations to go to Kyoto University in May.

These teachers, who were used to international exchanges, were not surprised by such invitations and did not think much of it, even though they felt that the Socialist Party representative's attitude was too obsequious.

The students, however, were whispering amongst themselves, speculating about "what benefits the Japanese had given them."

Fortunately, the news of Fang Yan opening the letter in public had already spread throughout the school.

He proved with his actions that there was nothing fishy about the so-called invitation letter; the Japanese side was just deliberately sending the letter in public to try to create the impression of a "private deal."

In the last academic exchange, the Chinese side made them suffer losses, and now Keisetsu Otsuka has actually brought in the Socialist Party to play dirty tricks.

Is this old guy a sore loser?

When the teachers returned to their office and heard Liu Duzhou recount the strategy he had used to deal with the dialect, they realized that they had been outmaneuvered by the Japanese.

Even Wang Yuchuan was caught in the trap.

As the vice principal, he was required to lead the tour.

As a result, these guys took the opportunity to set a trap. Before he could even warn everyone, he wondered if this might lead to misunderstandings and whether he was involved in something.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't say it out loud.

Only those with a strong regional accent can react quickly and resolve the issue on the spot, even leaving room for others to explain themselves; otherwise, the consequences could be dire.

This elaborate scheme, designed to create public opinion and create a trap, is aimed at those who are slow to react.

If you don't react on the spot, it's like mud falling into your pants—even if it's not shit, it's still shit.

Behind them are also highly skilled individuals whose application of Chinese wisdom is in no way inferior to that of the Chinese themselves.

That is to say, Fang Yan knew they were not good people and was already on guard against them, which is why he was able to react so quickly.

Shortly after Fang Yan got home from school in the afternoon, Director Liao called.

On the phone, Director Liao said to Fang Yan:

"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has only one requirement: the articles published in Hong Kong must be written by our own people, and they cannot make any changes."

"The same applies to both Chinese and English."

Fang Yan thought for a moment and understood that this was a comprehensive consideration by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

However, it was already quite kind of them to agree, and besides, this meant he wasn't acting alone anymore; someone above him was backing him up, so he had no reason to refuse and immediately agreed, saying:

"Understood! No problem."

After finishing things here, Fang Yan waited for them to write the article.

Before I could even teach Zhengyi and Antong about traditional Chinese medicine, Lao Hu arrived.

Fang Yan had no choice but to let his apprentices go to the study to study on their own, while he told Lao Hu about what had happened that day.

Not only did it mention the plan to retaliate against the Japanese (which required the help of Hong Kong companies for propaganda), but it also mentioned that Professor Kim Se-won had just been "recruited".

Within the company, there are experts from various schools of thought and a number of academics specializing in traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis and treatment, but there are few authorities in the field of Chinese herbal medicine.

Professor Zeng, who joined earlier, is one example, and now the addition of Jin Shiyuan, the "ceiling of China's traditional Chinese medicine industry," is like adding wings to a tiger.

Old Hu had already heard Fang Yan mention Jin Shiyuan's importance, and upon learning that he had agreed to join the group, he immediately expressed his excitement and said he would bring him to his home right away, and also treat him to a meal and sign an equity contract, so as not to cause any unforeseen problems.

Fang Yan thought it made sense, and then thought that since they were going to treat everyone, they might as well invite Lao He and Lao Zeng as well. They would be colleagues on the product line in the future, and although they were already familiar with each other, a formal get-together would be more conducive to cooperation.

He was about to drive to pick them up, but Lao Hu thought it wasn't appropriate to have Fang Yan cook at this time, so he turned around and went to his study to call the Yanjing Hotel and ordered a banquet to be delivered to their door.

Seeing this, Zhu Lin couldn't help but sigh: Life is getting better and better, we can even eat two state banquet-level meals a day.

When Fang Yan drove to the research institute, he first went to greet He Puren and Zeng Luquan. He happened to run into Jin Shiyuan, who was also there. It turned out that he had listened to Fang Yan's advice at noon and had come to help even though the contract had not yet been signed.

This is perfect, Fang Yan doesn't have to go to school anymore. We called them together and got in the car to go home.

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That's all for today, please come early tomorrow!
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(End of this chapter)