Golden Fishery

Seven hundred and forty eight. Show off

It's too fierce everyone, we went from twelfth to fifth! Thank you brothers and sisters! ****

Qin Shiou was pushed out. He touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed, because he was only a participant in the two demonstrations he participated in before. Uncle take away for tea?

It is true that the Royal Mounted Police arrived at the scene to maintain discipline, but no one dared to do anything rough, even dared to push and push, just kidding, and there were a group of reporters carrying cameras next to them.

In addition, the police are also victims of this medical system, and they themselves can't wait to take off their uniforms and participate in the parade.

As the leading brother, Qin Shiou was going to be interviewed, and it just so happened that the interviewer was the silly female reporter whom he molested not long ago.

The little reporter approached Qin Shiou with a bitter face, then subconsciously shrank his head back, probably because he was afraid of being pinched by Qin Shiou, and felt that the distance was safe enough, so he raised the microphone and asked, "Hello, sir, may I ask?" What is the theme of this parade?"

Qin Shiou smiled wryly, and said, "You are too far away from me, I guess your microphone can't record what I said."

The little reporter insisted: "Tell me, my microphone uses multi-directional sound gathering technology..."

"Paris, please move forward, my camera can't record the two of you." The uncle carrying the camera interrupted the little reporter helplessly.

Unhappily, the little reporter kicked a stone with his foot, then moved forward, stretched his arms and asked repeatedly: "What is the theme of this parade?"

"For world peace..." Qin Shiou said calmly.

The little reporter's eyes widened all of a sudden, this is not according to the script.

Qin Shiou laughed, decided not to tease her anymore, and said seriously: "It's like this, one of our neighbors is sick, and he is in a hurry to go to the hospital for treatment..."

He introduced Omar's situation with emotion, like a poem recitation, and finally shouted a slogan: "Down with the corrupt medical system! Down with the corrupt government that doesn't do anything! Down with the injustice that oppresses citizens!"

Canadians seldom shout slogans during demonstrations, because it takes their throats. Yes, they are that lazy. Of course, there is another reason, that is, the people in the immigrant country are very chaotic, and a slogan may be shouted in dozens of languages ​​in a parade, which is too chaotic.

Now Qin Shiou is waving his fists and shouting slogans like this,

The parade personnel and the onlookers felt that it was very novel, and even applauded one after another. There was also a young man who whistled at Qin Shiou, and of course more people followed suit:

"Down with the rotten healthcare system! Down with the government of inaction! Down with the injustice that oppresses citizens!"

Hughes gave Qin Shiou a thumbs up. The slogans were shouted with joy, Qin Shiou suddenly felt high-spirited, and waved to the surrounding crowd, feeling refreshed to run for mayor.

It's a pity that no one yelled at him to give him a monkey. He read Weibo, and now the girls in China would yell this sentence to the men they liked more.

This made him a little upset for a moment, because there are a bunch of silly girls on Weibo who want to give birth to monkeys for Nicholas Guisi, and monkeys for tigers and leopards.

The little reporter continued to ask: "Then I would like to ask about the current medical system. Do you have any suggestions?"

Qin Shiou felt it coming, shook his hair energetically, and said, "Of course, I have some ideas. First of all, the government should change the fund allocation mechanism based on medical institutions in the past to one that allocates funds according to patients' medical conditions, and encourage hospitals Get more patients."

"At the same time. It is necessary to allow private medical institutions to participate and strengthen competition, so as to improve the overall level of medical services."

"Secondly, encourage the public to purchase medical insurance and allow physicians to provide services in both public and private medical institutions, so as to expand the coverage of medical services."

"Finally, implement the universal medical insurance cost-sharing system within the scope of the annual budget, so that patients can use medical resources more rationally and effectively. This is the coping strategy I am considering, and I think it should be fine."

"You're so handsome, Qin, you're so handsome!" Hughes yelled with joy from behind, and Qin Shiou's final answer was really good, at least they asked themselves that they couldn't do it.

Qin Shiou pouted secretly. Nonsense, I am so handsome, if the government really dares to do this, it will take less than a year for hospitals across the country to have a wave of patients killing doctors. What kind of suggestion is this? It's just a slight modification of the domestic medical system.

Although Canada's medical system is indeed very rigid and procrastinating, it is really the pinnacle of the world in terms of fairness and transparency.

Those suggestions are all nonsense by Qin Shiou. The Canadian government can’t really do this, because it violates the foundation of Canada’s founding: to protect the weak from being eliminated by society, and to protect the dignity of the weak from being trampled on!

But during demonstrations, you can say anything, because this kind of activity is to give the demonstrators a chance to express their ideas. Of course, whether the government will adopt the ideas of the masses is another matter.

This time Qin Shiou couldn't sneak away, he was the leader, and he was so showy in front of him, many people were staring at him, he ran to the cold drink shop halfway to drink a glass of water, but was taken out by someone.

Everyone brought food for lunch, but Qin Shiou didn't bring anything because he became a monk halfway through.

In addition, he can't go to the restaurant to eat, he can only bask in the sun and suffer there. Who made him the leader?

In the end, the little reporter kindly handed him a hamburger and a bottle of water.

Qin Shiou was very grateful immediately, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, lovely girl, there is a saying in our hometown that a kind girl is always lucky, and you will definitely be promoted to editor-in-chief and then editor-in-chief soon."

The little reporter felt a little embarrassed after hearing his words, and said, "No, my brother called and asked me to buy these burgers and water for you."

"Your brother?" Qin Shiou asked in surprise.

"William-Hamley, my name is Paris-Hamley, hello, I didn't recognize you as the Chinese friend my brother said before, I'm sorry." The little reporter said and stretched out his small hand like a white jade carving , and stuck out her pink tongue.

Qin Shiou looked at the little reporter suspiciously, and forgot to chew the hamburger in his mouth. Is this the sister of that old stick of Hamley? Are you sure it's not his daughter? The age gap is a bit big, isn't it?

Paris introduced her. She is really Hamley's younger sister, and the age gap between the two is indeed a bit big. There are twenty years old! Qin Shiou was greatly moved, Hamle's parents were really tough in fighting.

In the past, Paris had been studying journalism at the University of Toronto. She just graduated in June this year, and then joined the "Newfoundland Times". This time, she came here to help her brother's election campaign.

After briefly introducing herself, Paris bounced away. She is a reporter and has many people to interview.

After staying up until three o'clock in the afternoon, after a full five hours of demonstrations, Qin Shiou was relieved. At this time, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and he could finally go home. (To be continued.) R640

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