Everyone Knows I’m a Good Man

Country K is still studying how to completely calm down Ji Changze.

The file that the Secret Service had previously established for him came into play at this moment.

This Chinese was born in a small mountain village in China. He has four relatives in his family: his parents, his grandmother, and his sister.

It stands to reason that Hua is already poor enough, and since he was born in such an even poorer mountain village, he should be less squeamish.

But in China, especially in small mountain villages, men are very important, especially when he is the only man in the family.

So it is very reasonable that Ji Changze has been treated as a baby by his family since he was a child.

And when he entered school, he was a genius at a young age, and the teachers around him also liked him very much.

It can be said that although his family is poor, he has never been wronged at all.

After coming to study in country K, Ji Changze was well cared for by his peers because of his young age. In addition, because of his outstanding talent, he was able to enter the laboratory at school, so he never suffered much.

After graduation, K country usually extended an olive branch to those outstanding Chinese students, but most of these Chinese students refused to choose to return to the country.

It was at that time that Ji Changze accepted the invitation they offered.

Then, it was a matter of course to enter the institute and participate in the project. Al, who was rejected by Ji Changze, was indeed a racist. From the first day Ji Changze entered the institute, he disliked the Chinese.

Ji Changze had never had a head-on conflict with Al before. The turning point was when he went to the doctor for an illness.

During treatment, he was verbally abused by a racist doctor.

Ji Changze didn't say anything in person, but maybe he got angrier the more he thought about it, so he resigned from the institute and wanted to return to China.

After being rejected, he didn't do anything drastic.

On the surface, it still looks normal, but because the Secret Service arranged for An Lisha to work next to Ji Changze, coupled with various monitoring, maybe it is because the racists are dissatisfied in their hearts, maybe because they finally have someone to talk to. .

This young but very talented Chinese scholar gradually began to lose his patience.

He even wanted to return to China several times, but each time he only proposed it out of anger, but quickly gave up the idea after being appeased.

This is very embarrassing.

He didn't have to go back to China, he just said angry words. If he was forced to stay by coercion and inducement like he did with other people, Ji Changze, who originally had a good impression of country k, might turn into a bad impression.

Moreover, no matter what he said, Ji Changze was always conscientious at work.

As soon as the sick leave was over, I returned to the research institute and started working hard. After I finished doing my own things, I started to do my own imaginary experiments.

It was almost done, but after a fight with Al, most of other people's experimental results and test equipment were destroyed, not to mention the experimental results.

In this case, it’s normal to be angry, right?

So there was nothing wrong with Al being fired.

After the results of this incident came out, Al's dismissal was completely confirmed.

The institute has nothing to hesitate. Today's K country is indeed developing rapidly, but it is precisely because of this that it is normal to sacrifice some people or affairs for the sake of development.

In order to gain the favor of a super genius towards Country K, Al, an ordinary genius, is not very impressive.

As soon as the news spread, the entire institute was in an uproar.

To be able to enter this research institute, I am somewhat arrogant in nature. Even if there is no racial discrimination, because I know the backwardness of China, I will have a sense of condescension towards the Chinese people.

After Ji Changze entered the institute, no one had gotten close to him. The one who had the deepest contact with him was Al, who often found trouble.

Regarding the impression of this Chinese, they only have "a Chinese" and "don't like to talk" and that's it.

And now, the research institute actually fired Al because of this Chinese man.

At the same time, the institute held a meeting and asked everyone to pay attention to the colleagues around them while sorting out the project, so as to get along with each other like a family.

To sum it up in one sentence: Are you nice to Ji Changze?

Why? ?

Aren't they just a yellow race from a backward country?

Why should we have to accommodate him? ?

However, even if they are unwilling, they have to do it for the sake of salary and bonus.

After all, they are indeed good talents, but they are not talented enough to get the green light from the superiors. They have gone through many levels of competition to enter this research institute.

Yes, they can indeed find a decent job very smoothly after going out, but it is difficult for them to get a job with a lot of money and good treatment like this one.

Radical racists like Al have been fired without mercy. Others don't want to follow in this footsteps, so they can only hold their noses and promise that they will treat Ji Changze as friendly as they treat family members.

Of course, in order to get this result, the institute had to bite the bullet and pay out a large bonus as money for their cooperation.

My heart aches, my heart aches.

Even for them, the money was still extremely distressing.

When the research institute was completed, John personally came to invite Ji Changze back.

In his original words: "Everyone in the institute is looking forward to your return."

The young Chinese didn't seem to believe it, but he couldn't help showing a look of expectation on his face, and he half-convinced he agreed to go to the research institute in the afternoon.

When he entered, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere inside had stagnated for a few seconds.

Then, many people who had not even looked at him before looked at him with friendly smiles as if their mouths were cramped.

"Ji, you're back."

"Oh my dear Ji, I heard that you are sick. How pitiful you are."

"Ji, do you want to go to the cafeteria to eat together later?"

John stood next to Ji Changze, looking at the Chinese next to him with a face full of "surprise or surprise".

"happy?!"

Ji Changze held his chest: "Oh! I can't survive. There are too many of them surrounding me. I can't breathe."

John: "..."

Colleagues trying to show off in front of Mr. John: "..."

The smiles on their faces froze for a moment, and they had to move out of the way as Ji Changze seemed to be breathing hard, so that this fragile Chinese could breathe well.

John: "...Ji, are you feeling better?"

"Much better sir."

Ji Changze covered his chest and took small sips to help him breathe. As he breathed slowly, he suddenly sneezed: "Sneeze!"

"Oh my god, whose body odor is this? It's killing me."

"Oh! And there's bad breath."

"Who is wearing perfume? Don't you know that the institute can't wear perfume? I want to report it..."

John: "..."

God, why does this Chinese have such an unpleasant temper?

If he goes on, no matter how much bonus the research institute gives him, someone will probably be able to beat him up.

There was no choice but to take Ji Changze away from the battlefield.

Before the friendly faces pretended by his subordinates cracked, he hurriedly pulled Ji Changze to the office: "Ji, you need to rest, come to my place to rest."

The squeamish Chinese scholar was being pulled away while murmuring: "I don't want to go to your place, Mr. John, your office is really too narrow, and, although I don't really want to say it, sir, there are always people in your room." It smells like stinky socks, gosh you don’t wash your feet often.”

John: "..."

He must have done a lot of things wrong for God to give him such a subordinate.

When he arrived at the office, Ji Changze still had an expression on his face that he was still out of breath. John could only open the window for ventilation, poured water and handed it to the young Chinese man, and then tried his best to reach out and put his hand on his back to help him calm down.

"Are you okay? Are you okay Ji?"

"Much better, thank you sir."

The Chinese held the water without drinking it. He sniffed it and gave it to John. He politely said: "Sir, do you have lemonade?"

John: "...Oh, of course."

He gritted his teeth and carried the cup out, grabbing a random person and asking them to pour lemonade.

"Ji, how's it going? Are you satisfied with our current office atmosphere?"

It has been completely in accordance with Ji Changze's request. This guy should be satisfied, right?

“Honestly, they were so enthusiastic.”

However, what he heard was a series of complaints from Chinese scholars: "You know sir, we Chinese are very reserved and tactful. God knows how scared I was when I opened the door just now and saw such a group of people coming towards me. I almost thought they were going to crush me to death."

"And their smiles are not pretty at all. They look like tigers with their mouths open to eat people. The best smile should have the corners of the mouth slightly upward by twenty degrees, without exposing the teeth, and the curvature of the eyes is like a crescent moon. It seems to be me."

Ji Changze smiled at John, who had a blank face.

"Hey, sir, are your eyes sick? Are they twitching? Ah, Connie, hello, just give me the lemonade, it's mine."

He took the lemonade handed over by the secretary who had just walked in, lowered his head and took a sip, and gave it back to the secretary: "I want ice, please add two ice cubes for me. Thank you Connie, you are still better than Mr. John today." Hair is thick.”

"Sir, why don't you speak? Ah! I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to reveal that you have a wig in front of Connie. It's just that the quality of your wig is really poor. You can tell it at a glance when compared with real hair. "

John: "...I'm not wearing a wig."

"oh!"

Ji Changze covered his mouth in surprise and was very surprised: "Isn't that a wig? Is there actually real hair that can grow into such a look that only takes less than three hairs in total??"

"I thought this was some kind of fashion in country K."

John: "..."

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists and stood up suddenly. Just when he was about to break out, he saw the monitoring equipment under the table.

John: "..."

Forget it, bear with it.

The monitoring equipment was a good reminder of what important tasks he had today.

"It's like this. You know, many media are very interested in you. They want to interview you about your views on country K. Are you willing to accept an interview today?"

"Wow! I'm honored."

Ji Changze was obviously happy and asked by the way: "Sir, if I agree to the interview, in return, they will be willing to put my paper in the newspaper, right? We used to do that, and you can get a lot of remuneration for a paper. Woolen cloth."

John slowly squeezed out a smile: "Of course, my dear Ji, you are the rising star of our institute. Even if there is no interview, they will be willing to put your paper in the newspaper."

The young Chinese suddenly became more excited.

Seeing that he was so happy to be interviewed by the K country media, John felt relieved in his heart.

Very good. As expected, this Chinese still prefers country K.

Just guide him to say how good country k is, and then use spies to influence public opinion in China, so that China will reject Ji Changze's existence.

By then, even if Ji Changze wants to return to China, he is afraid that China will no longer be willing to accept him.

The plan goes through!

The media from country k came very quickly.

Without any guidance from them, Ji Changze started boasting about Country K.

"I really like country K. This country is so powerful."

"Life in country K is very smooth. Every breath I take is happiness."

After finishing speaking, he immediately took out ten folders: "I have prepared ten papers for backup. Which one do you think is better? Let's talk about it first. I have increased the price and the remuneration has increased by one-third."

Media: "..."

They looked at John, who took a deep breath and nodded vaguely.

A media member picked one up at random: "Let's take this one."

"No, no, no, this one, this one has the most words." Ji Changze pulled out the one and replaced it with the one he liked.

Then he quickly started to do mental arithmetic: "One word...the total number of words is...so you have to give me a total...Okay, give me the money, give it now, so that you don't have the trouble of running around."

Media: "..."

Money-grubbing Chinese!

Just like that, the superiors actually asked them to guide the other party to stay?

Do you still need guidance?

Give him money and he will definitely keep it.

They took out a large amount of money and left with complaints in their hearts.

Soon, Ji Changze's degradation was published in the largest newspaper in country K along with the interview.

Country K is running up and down, and they are touting the geniuses of China for voluntarily giving up China and staying in their country K. Country K is so powerful.

Thanks to their efforts, ordinary people in China also got the news.

The Chinese team that quietly came to China to investigate which Chinese was captured and imprisoned was faced with the whole K country's great praise for a Chinese.

From the bottom of their hearts, they strongly reject the compatriot who betrayed the motherland and blatantly trampled on the country of China and praised the country of k.

But now almost every newspaper has this information.

Until one day, a Chinese investigator accidentally saw the paper attached to it.

The first sentence, the first letter of each word, when connected, is exactly a dialect.

This dialect sentence has three words, but if it is explained in Chinese Mandarin, it is two words:

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