[Naruto] The political value of the founding group is full!

A government employee is also a public figure, image management is necessary.

"...'Konoha's first mouthpiece'... isn't your Konoha newspaper an official media?" Zheng Chun wiped his mouth with one hand, and wiped the table that was sprayed by himself with a rag with the other.

The macaque took off his glasses and wiped his face: "It's the newspaper group directly under your propaganda department."

"Regular media still engage in these...?"

Macaque Tuna shook off his reading glasses, with a serious expression on his hairy face: "This topic comes from a private newspaper."

"The vast majority of non-governmental newspapers have records here." Capital promotes the development of journalism, and the timing of the emergence of commercial newspapers is very regular and cannot be killed with a stick.But beware of the class substance of "freedom of the press"...

Tana pushed the frame, and a white light flashed: "Since the unification of Fire Nation, great efforts have been made in the construction of the legal system. The press and publishing industry may be relatively unimportant. Relevant laws and regulations have been issued very slowly."

"You don't have to talk to me obliquely." How could it not be important?The position of public opinion is extremely important!How many seniors started their careers from newspaper offices!

Zheng-sheer sat up straight: "'Newspapers are not only collective propagandists and agitators, but also collective organizers', including you and me, everyone in the ministry knows the importance of propaganda! I understand you Meaning, the legislative group will speed up."

It is still Mao Xiong's famous thesis that guides us to do things.

"Look at this again." The editor-in-chief nodded and took out a scroll from his bag.

The white walls of the office reflected the cold light of the tungsten-halogen lamps, and the black writing was pressed against the eyes like a wall.

Subconsciously raising his hand to wipe off his cold sweat, Zheng Chun saw surprise in Tu's dark yellow eyes: "I just think these reports are inappropriate, the problem is serious?"

Zhengchun pointed to the black text on a white background: "Can they bring up topics like 'Uchiha, Senju, and Yuromo's grievances'?"

"They seem to be focusing on the rumored emotional entanglement..."

"I'll take care of this matter, and please pay more attention to it in the future." Someone knocked on the door, and the two people in the room knew that it was time to end the conversation.

Flowing clouds streaked across the high sky, leaving almost no trace.The camphor trees planted two years ago in the courtyard are already graceful and graceful.The cicadas chirped and made noise, disturbing people's life.

"Wuto wants to see me?" Zheng Chun was hesitating whether to close the window and talk.

The middle-aged man with a conspicuous scar on his face shrugged, and took out a stack of papers full of words from the document bag he brought.

"This is the third time she has made a request. We used various reasons to stop her before, but this time she did pass the review, and we are not very good..." He also pursed his lips.

Zheng-she opened the memo: "Understand - I have time the morning after tomorrow."

The Muto family and their in-laws, the Uesugi family, have been operating in Keyakibara for many years. Although Konoha has greatly weakened their influence, they still need to take precautions. Since the current head of the Muto family, Shunko, insists on asking, let's meet her.

"Okay." The person in the seat got up and left, and soon the next person opened the door and came in, sitting on the seat that was still warm.

Zhengchun clasped his hands and stretched his back vigorously, relaxing his shoulders: "I have read your report. The issue of currency is still in accordance with the research plan of you and the Academy of Sciences, and you should study the other - savings interest rate."

The visitor immediately took out his notebook: "The downward adjustment is not strong enough?"

"It seems that you also have disagreements."

The current Minister of Finance, Shinzo Nagamura, twitched the corners of his mouth, but did not answer her knowingly asked question.

"Actually, you can find a young man below to tell me about these things..." The minister should be the helmsman who grasps the overall direction.

"There is a shortage of manpower, and all those who can do the work have been assigned." Yongcun turned to the first few pages of the book and began his report.

The room was divided into half golden and half shaded by the evening sun. Zheng Chun glanced back to confirm that the seals on all the locked cabinets were intact, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

The young man in a dark blue shirt stood outside the door with his hands raised, "Have you been in the office for another day?"

"Ah, yes." A little tired, not in the mood to say witty words.

Quanna took a step back to make way for her.The two walked silently along the corridor to the cafeteria, which was full of people.

"I don't think you can go on like this."

After sitting down on both sides of the dining table, the people on the opposite side shared the big blessings in the tray.

Zheng Chun looked at the snow-white balls, looked up and waited for his next words.

"I'm not blaming you—in fact, I know that you are best suited to handle those office jobs," Quan Nai touched her ear, organizing her words seriously, "but you can only use words and other people's narrations every day. Go to understand the situation, write official documents and hold meetings to arrange the work of several departments..."

"There is indeed a problem." Zheng Chun's eyes were calm.

"You admit it so quickly, it makes me feel guilty that I did something wrong."

"In fact, this is not only my personal problem, but also a common problem in the government." Although all the meals are optional, Zheng-she has no appetite.

"I can't tell what the problem is, but I just feel something is wrong." Quan Nai didn't touch the food that was no longer steaming.

"Get out of the crowd." An ant charged the dessert dish.

"It's not that serious." A slender hand stopped the ant. "Konoha's civil servant team is still very good. They know where they come from and who they are doing for."

"We are all fans of the authorities, and it is not advisable to be blindly optimistic." Zheng-chun sighed.

"It's not advisable to be blindly pessimistic—what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Maybe I have a little heat stroke." Zheng-chun suppressed the inexplicable nausea when he smelled the aroma of food, "Anyone can just shout the slogan 'serve the people', but after dealing with these data for a long time, who can remember the number behind each number?" What about a living person?"

"Is it necessary to send people who have adapted to high-level jobs to the grassroots? They are able to manage more things in that position because of their ability!"

"Yes, we can't give up eating because of choking," Zheng Chun scooped up a mouthful of rice and chewed vigorously on his cheeks. "The current solution is to arrange study classes for cadres and repeat them in their ears."

Quan Nai looked at her with distasteful eyes: "You arrange the soft ones, and the supervision department for the hard ones."

"Then I suggest that this training should not follow the previous rules of class division by origin."

There are fine lines between the youth's brows: "Don't give the nobles 'more tutoring'?"

"Equality is not only equality for the formerly oppressed classes, but also for the former ruling classes—all equals, regardless of class."

Quan Nai's tone was complicated and difficult to understand: "If I hadn't known you very early, I would have thought that you had a tendency to shield nobles."