Chapter 870 Instructor Greenham
[Lille: What is this man doing? 】
There was a burst of pattering applause below the stage, which soon turned into warm applause, followed by cheers and applause.
However, people who have heard real cheers and cheers will only think that it is perfunctory, as if they are done to cope with inspections by superiors. Of course, some are indeed mobilized:
Motivated by the applause, everyone applauded. Wouldn't he look unsocial if he didn't fail?
When the mood gets up, it doesn't matter what the people on the stage are talking about. Everyone is excited right now.
Elliot suddenly woke up when he heard the voice in his head.
[Elliot: Well, this instructor said he wanted to give the workers some ideological education classes, and he lectured here every day. 】
[Elliot: That’s quite well said. 】
Lear glanced at this kid:
[Lille: That’s a good talk. Are you going to fall asleep listening to it? 】
Elliot scratched his head and said sheepishly:
[Elliot: But I really think what he said is very good. He also told us how the senior workers continued to fight under the severe blockade of the Martial Law Bureau until the return of the British King]
In just a few seconds, the speech was over and the workers began to leave.
Eliot stopped Severns who stood up: "Mr. Greenham's story is very good, what do you think? I didn't know who planned the uprising in Scotland before.
Hey, wait a minute, the current Grand Duke of Scotland seems to be named Graham? What do you think.”
Severns was expressionless: "It's really good. As for the last name, what do you think?"
Elliot froze.
Scotland was the first to raise its flag in the war against the Martial Law Bureau. Before the Martial Law Bureau deployed militarized police and took armed riot control measures internally, the Scottish and Welsh rebels had basically succeeded in seeking independence.
This is the land of heroes!
Elliot suddenly became excited: "I'll go, then what's the one in his family?"
"Maybe, but it is illegal to sell other people's information within the European Community. If you are curious, you can ask yourself"
Before he finished speaking, Instructor Greenham came over, and there was a beautifully dressed woman beside him who served him something to drink. It looked like some kind of freshly opened wine.
Johnny appears next to a glass of wine:
[Johnny: Oh my god, Tequila. Does this guy usually drink so well? Your EC political officers are treated really well. 】
[Lille: Stupid, this is definitely not part of the EC treatment! Didn't you hear that the Grand Duke of Scotland was named Greenham? 】
[Johnny: Hey, I've always said that corporate colonialism is poisoning the world. Why is feudalism still practiced here? It feels much more feudal than the king you were? 】
[Lille: The Graham family is the Grand Duke. Does it conflict with the several large companies controlled by the Graham family? No conflict. 】
[Johnny: According to what you said, it would not conflict with the Greenham family to serve as several officials within the European Community.]
Elliot's awe that just arose was interrupted by two AIs talking like cross talk.
Sometimes people are so strange: if you tell him that the nobles of the Greenham family participated in overthrowing the Martial Law Bureau, he will worship, be grateful and admire these nobles who dare to resist the Martial Law Bureau, thinking that they have a noble spirit.
But you tell them that they have already taken advantage of today's society, especially since the descendants still live such a luxurious life, exactly like those people they hated in their lives.
Their brains suddenly short-circuited.
Elliot is now short-circuited: So the fact that Instructor Greenham is so rich and lives so luxuriously has nothing to do with him being an EC political officer.
On the contrary, it has something to do with him being an EC political officer and being a member of the Greenham family.
Looking at Instructor Greenham walking over, he had to quickly comfort himself:
Then it is normal for the Grand Duke of Greenham to be reused by the King of England because he contributed to overthrowing the martial law, right?
If future generations can't enjoy it, wouldn't it be unfair for them to work hard?
"Great!" Graham took a sip of wine and looked even more excited than the workers just now.
In fact, in Lille's opinion, he was indeed more excited than the workers just now. "These workers need real ideological baptism. His Majesty the King will protect them. They will spread the King's ideas in this land and let people feel the kindness of the King.
The European Community is really bad. Over the years, the power of bad companies has poisoned this land to the greatest extent. Sooner or later this will continue.
We should bring order to the chaos, and the first step is to let them realize that there are good people and good companies in the European Community, and they must learn to bravely point out these bad people. ”
Because he was teased, Elliot was suspicious:
Is this right?
This doesn't seem right. Isn't that what you mean?
It’s not right, it seems right, because the elder brother said that killing EBM is a very important strategic point. Only in this way can workers in other places dare to stand up.
"You're right."
Before Elliot could respond, Graham looked serious: "I just discovered that many workers speak vulgarly and like to say things that shouldn't be said.
I think in our labor movement, it’s not just the workers who need ideological strengthening, you also need it.
As a member of the special rectification committee for cyberpsychosis, how could you relax your ideological education of workers? ”
"Huh?"
Elliot was at a loss, with nowhere to place his little hands and his eyes wandering.
Greenham continued: "Sevens has done a good job. He has compiled a whole curriculum and examinations for ideological training. You should learn more from him."
"Huh??"
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Elliot looked at Severns, who was not far away. The latter raised his head, and there was a slight expression on his stern face, but it was just to tease Elliot.
It seemed that Severns had known that things would turn out like this. He blinked and left the scene with his briefcase.
At the same time, Elliot also received a transmission from Severns:
[Sevens: You know, the British royal family attaches great importance to ideological training, and I have prepared examination materials and documents. 】
[Sevens: But the training of workers can be delayed for a while - you know why, I just guaranteed that no one will take these things seriously. 】
[Sevens: But you are different. Study hard and watch well on the road. I think the instructor still has a lot to say. 】
[Elliot: What about you? 】
Greenham answered this question, pointing to Severs as he left and said:
"Not only did he memorize the King of England's speeches, thoughts and policies, he also wanted to pass on his thoughts to fellow workers. What about you?
No, you have to start learning now, we are going to prepare a training class, just for you"
Now it's not just Elliot who has a big head, Lear's brows are frowning——
Arasaka Academy also has courses on instilling liberal ideas, but I can memorize those things by myself with my eyes closed.
Eliot's pig brain can't be written down without saying it, it will delay things!
So he immediately asked Elliot to find an excuse, and the latter grabbed Greengram's arm as if he had found a savior:
"Instructor, we are leaving for Berlin in the afternoon."
Halfway through his words, Elliot felt like a lead was stuck in his throat——
If Greenham's expression just now was just a little serious, he felt like a stern teacher.
Now, his eyes were like looking at dead people, stray animals, vermin, and anything else that was unpleasant and could be trampled to death immediately.
Elliot had never seen that kind of look. Not even in the company.
An arm held his hand, and he came back to his senses and saw that it was Severns coming over. The latter stood between the two and said to Greenham respectfully:
"Instructor, the itinerary has been prepared. CINO Company is ready to discuss the next arrangements with us so that they can send the whale over. It's up to you."
Graham's expression tightened, but Elliot knew: the coldness was just hidden, not gone.
He shook his hand as if there was something dirty on it.
"Well, I understand. It's really up to me to contact them."
(End of chapter)