There was no camera, no hustle and bustle, the scene of the leader highlighting like the stars, and no tide of flattery. These officials from China made a sumptuous Chinese dinner and spent a pleasant weekend with the children who helped their hearts. Everyone acted very naturally without any pretentiousness, as if they felt that they should have been like this. ~

On the way back, everyone was silent. Wang Siyu turned his eyes to the car window, looked at the dim street lights outside, and fell into deep thought. For some reason, a passage suddenly flashed through his mind: "A good system can make bad people better, and a bad system can make good people worse."

Hoodley, who was beside him, poked him with his hand, and whispered: "Secretary Wang, Jiexi's democracy has a very hypocritical place. Ordering the chef cannot order the dishes. Their real national policy is influenced by Wall Street and the Tongji Society. I have read some reports. It seems that the seven American presidents were assassinated because they offended Wall Street or the Tongji Society's senior management."

Wang Siyu smiled, turned his head and whispered: "Old Hu, I agree with some of your views. There are great differences between their capital interests and national interests. The former is driven by interests and is greedy and focuses on exploitation; the latter is to ensure the maximization of voters' welfare. Therefore, there are often cases of mutual destruction. In extreme cases, national interests may even use force to drive away the capital that fled back to the country. Capital interests will also fight back and sell off national interests. Sometimes, in order to achieve their goals, they will do whatever they can and do some horrifying things."

Hoodley was confused when he heard this, but nodded, "I also mean it. In fact, after coming to the United States for a few days, I felt the deepest feeling of the United States' 'small government, big society'. Their social construction is very good. Not only do they know how to cooperate and help each other, but they pay more attention to orderly competition and promote friendship. Relatively speaking, we are a little worse. Those who can use relationships will never be solved through normal channels. What we care about is not fairness or not, but whether we benefit; we often criticize the outside world, but rarely reflect on ourselves."

After a pause, he shook his head and continued: "Everything is like to grab everything, from being a bed at birth to robbing graves at the end of life, from beginning to end. To put it bluntly, we are all afraid of poverty and have become complete individualists."

"The resources are limited, how can you do it without robbing?" Wang Siyu smiled and frowned again: "Compared with the country, the United States has obvious advantages. In terms of geographic terms, it is adjacent to the Atlantic Ocean in the east and the Pacific Ocean in the west, with a long coastline, and many excellent harbors are distributed. Only Canada and Mexico in the neighboring countries are not a security threat at all. The Ministry produces food, the country has dense rivers, high forest coverage, rich mineral resources, and has a leading advantage. It has attracted talents, technology and funds from all over the world, forming a Matthew effect. It is normal for the strong to be strong and to lead in all aspects. The higher we have at the economic level, we may be completed quickly, and the gap in other aspects will be slowly made up. The gap is too big and cannot be achieved overnight."

Hudley nodded and lowered his voice, "I remembered an interesting thing. During the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, the governor of Fujian, Xu Jizu, wrote a book called "Yinghuan Zhiluo". The book once recorded that Washington was a strange man. He was brave enough to win the vast territory and ruled the powerful people of Cao and Liu. Since he had already raised a three-foot sword and opened thousands of miles, he did not usurp the throne or pass on his descendants. He created a method of recommendation, which was almost the only way to be a public official in the world, and he followed the legacy of the three generations. His governance of the country and his favorable customs, and did not advocate martial arts, was also very different from other countries. I once saw his portraits, with a majestic and resolute appearance, alas, it is not a master! Miligan, the United States, believed that it was a country with a territory of tens of thousands of miles, without setting up a title of kings and princes, and did not follow the rules of the world. He gave it to public opinion. It was so strange that it was created that the ancient and modern figures were not called Washington!"

"This old man is still very knowledgeable." Wang Siyu smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and stopped saying a word. After two thousand years of national success, he will naturally leave a long tail. History has its own inherent steps and is not diverted by human will. Some things seem to be in front of you and are within reach, but in fact, they are just illusions.

Whether it is political reform or social reform, it takes a long time and a high price to complete it. Unfortunately, although the rulers of all dynasties have always kept the people of the world, they are all about "conquer the world and sit in the world". A huge and great country has not yet had a Washington for thousands of years. This is a misfortune and a tragedy for the people.

Before he knew it, the car drove into Yale University. After walking for more than ten minutes, he stopped downstairs at the student's apartment. The officials came out one after another and went upstairs. Wang Siyu was chatting with Lao Hu, but behind him, shouts came: "Wang, Wang, please wait, my child!"

Turning around, he saw the black aunt standing by the door, waving with a smile. He hurried over and asked with a smile: "Ms. Jenny, is there something wrong?"

Jenny nodded, handed over a note, and said kindly: "Wang, your sister has been here and has been waiting for a long time. I didn't see you back. I left a note specially. She is so beautiful, the most beautiful oriental woman I have ever seen!"

"My sister?" Wang Siyu was slightly stunned, took the note, glanced at it briefly, was overjoyed, gave Jenny a warm hug, shouted thank you, and hurriedly left.

After leaving Yale University campus and coming to the nearby Courtyard Hotel, Wang Siyu consulted the service desk, and then, under the guidance of the waiter, took the elevator to the eighth floor, came to the door of the o8o6 room, and gently knocked on the door.

After waiting for about three or five minutes, the door was gently opened, but Ning Lu was wearing a light pink coral velvet nightgown and rubbed her wet look with a towel. The crystal dewdrops hung down like broken jade, and slid down her snow-white neck to the deep cleavage, which was indescribable temptation.

Seeing Wang Siyu smiling outside the door, Ning Luguan nodded with a smile, turned his head, and said a little apologetically: "Xiaoyu, come in quickly, I was taking a shower just now."

"Okay, Sister Lulu." Wang Siyu smiled slightly, changed into slippers, sat down at the sand, took out his cell phone from his pocket, threw it on the coffee table, and explained with a smile: "I forgot to charge last night. In the morning, my cell phone turned off. I was busy outside and didn't have time to charge."

Ning Lu hung up the towel, walked to the refrigerator, opened the cabinet door, took a box of juice, handed it to Wang Siyu, leaned on the sand diagonally opposite, and said softly: "How about it, are you still adapting to it here?"

Wang Siyu put down the drink, crossed his legs, and smiled and said, "Fortunately, there are two good restaurants on campus, and there is nothing to do with food. Just like in China, I thought that after losing foreign language for so many years, there would be problems in communication, but I didn't expect that I picked it up soon."

Ning Lu smiled and said softly: "Isn't it a good rest? I heard from the black aunt that the official in the same room with you snores very loudly, which makes it difficult for you to adapt."

Wang Siyu nodded, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Lao Hu's snoring is indeed loud. Many times I feel that I am sleeping on the train, and it is useless to plug my ears with cotton balls. However, as compensation, that guy will give me a massage every night before going to bed."

Ning Lu couldn't help but smile, covered her lips with her hands, and for a moment, her posture was fully displayed, and her beauty was insignificant.

Wang Siyu was a little lost and hurriedly reached out to take out the cigarette box, but the smoking ban sign hanging on the wall appeared. He hesitated, picked up the straw, inserted it into the juice, took a sip, and said with a smile: "His technique is pretty good. It is a rare pleasure to allow the official-level cadres of Tianjin City to pinch their legs and rub their backs."

Ning Lu nodded, pointed at a room card on the coffee table, and smiled and said, "It's very important to rest. I got a card in the hotel and was in the next room. I'd better move here in the future, don't care about other people's comments."

Wang Siyu smiled, touched the room card, put it in his pocket, glanced at the coffee table, his white and tender feet, and said softly: "Sister Lulu, didn't you bring the little naughty here?"

"No, I gave it to my mother." Ning Lu suddenly remembered something, turned red on her face, and hurriedly fiddled with her hands, covering it up: "That little guy, don't mention how naughty he is. A few days ago, my mother called and said that it slipped out of the military compound and went outside for two days before returning, and it was dirty."

Wang Siyu withdrew his gaze, touched the drink, and smiled: "Sister Lulu, that little cat is very cute."

Ning Lu glanced at him, gently roamed her toes, supported her jaw with her hand, and said lightly: "Xiaoyu, I thought it was very strange when I chatted with Shuang'er last time. It seemed that she knew what you believe in."

Wang Siyu nodded with a smile and said meaningfully: "Sister Lulu, only you know this secret."

Ning Lu was surprised, stared at him for a while, smiled sly, and said softly: "No one can keep the secret, because both the Lord and the Angel can see it."

Wang Siyu was stunned for a moment, and had an idea, raised his index finger and said softly: "The Lord is on the top of his head. When there is no way out, you can look up."

Ning Lu was slightly moved, as if touched by this sentence. She held her hands in front of her chest, closed her beautiful eyes, and said with regret: "For a while, I also thought about giving up everything and serving the Lord intently, but considering the impact on her family, she finally gave up."

"Be a nun?" Wang Siyu frowned and said with a wry smile: "Sister Lulu, you are so young and have a family, how can you make such a big sacrifice?"

Ning Lu smiled sweetly and said softly: "Dedication to the Lord is not a loss, but the greatest gain. If you do not separate from the world, the world will separate you from the Lord."

Wang Siyu sighed secretly, and also drew a cross on his chest, saying devoutly: "Man is desolate outside God, and things are empty outside God. Believing in and obeying the Lord is the most correct thing in our lives."

Ning Lu shook her head gently and said with a smile: "If you can't move your inner prayer, you can't move the Lord."

Wang Siyu's heart suddenly jumped, knowing that the other party was already suspicious, he was anxious and said with a smile: "Love is the biggest ID card of the Christian, but many people can't take it out. If the Lord can't hear the sound from my lips, it must be because my heart is too strong."

"He is really smart!" Ning Lu couldn't help but exclaim in secret. After a while, she let out a sigh of relief and said happily: "The selfish heart always wants to gain something, and the heart of Christ is willing to give something. Those who follow the Lord will never go the wrong way."

"Well, that's right, the omnipotent Lord will guide us." Wang Siyu tried his best and couldn't find a suitable proverb to deal with it. So he nodded, whispered nonsense, picked up the straw, took a sip of juice, and thought to himself: "Where is the one that shows his legs? Is it just because of Ning Shuang's words?"

"The diary is the inner world of a person. As a truly devout Christian, in that world, it should be full of praise for the Lord, not bars, bars, bars, alas!" Ning Lu pulled down her nightgown, her beautiful legs together, and thought secretly.

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Chapter completed!