Li Xiaofeng's so-called new plan is actually to do nothing, he will not interrupt the supply of the Entente Group special medicine, how can he let go of such an opportunity to make money, if he misses this village, he will have to wait for twenty years next time.

"According to the prediction of Ambrera's disease prevention department, in the near future, the entire world will be attacked by a severe influenza virus!" A certain immortal said with a smile.

Akimovich couldn't feel the wind, and he didn't know what the flu had to do with the new plan. An immortal had to patiently explain: "Of course it matters, according to the data of the Ambrera Center for Disease Control and Control, the lethality rate and contagiousness of this flu virus are quite high, and once it spreads, it will easily kill tens of millions of people!" ”

Akimovich thought that some immortal was talking crazy, and influenza was not uncommon in Europe, but it was very contagious, but he had not heard of any one that could kill tens of millions of people. He felt that a certain immortal was just taking advantage and not doing anything.

"You know what!" Li Xiaofeng was impatient and reprimanded: "You think I'm alarmist? I'm not afraid to tell you that the first wave of the flu virus is coming, and if it is not controlled, you will see how many people will die! ”

Seeing that a certain immortal was on fire, Akimovich could only swallow his anger and ask: "Even if this flu virus is so powerful, what does it have to do with the cooperation between us?" ”

A certain immortal smiled: "Of course it matters, what if I tell you that Ambrera has developed a special medicine to subdue this virus?" ”

The corners of Akimovich's mouth twitched, he finally knew what someone was planning, the same pattern as the last virus outbreak! This product is still ready to make money!

"How can you say that?" Li Xiaofeng smiled evilly. "Ambrera will provide your country with one million copies of the miracle drug free of charge. Your army could have taken advantage of the flu to attack in the midst of an outbreak in the Entente armies. I think it's going to work out pretty well! ”

Akimovich thought for a moment and said, "A million copies of the special medicine are not enough. We need at least three million copies! ”

Li Xiaofeng said with a smile: "There is no problem, as long as you transfer the next two million orders and money to the account of Ambrera Company, the medicine will arrive immediately!" ”

Akimovich pursed his lips, he was really speechless about the greed of a certain immortal, you are not trying to make money!

"It's not enough to give us a million copies for free, at least three million copies should be given away for free!"

"One and a half million at most, and there is no more!" A certain immortal directly chose to drop the hammer. There are only 1,500,000 copies, do you love it or not? Don't sell it all tenfold to the Entente bloc at a tenfold price, the Americans' wallets are very bulging!

After some haggling, Akimovich was forced to accept the offer of a certain immortal, but he also sternly warned the immortal: "That damn cold virus had better work!" Otherwise, it will greatly damage the friendship and cooperation between us! ”

It can be seen that Akimovich is misunderstood, the Spanish cold virus is really not made by some immortals, in fact, this virus has already broken out in the spring of 1918 The first wave of this virus has already broken out, but the impact is not particularly large, it is just an ordinary flu epidemic, which did not cause that unforgettable killing.

Historically. The Spanish flu really broke out in the fall of 1918, sweeping across Europe. It was a corpse litter. Before, a certain immortal was waiting for the Spanish flu to break out, so that Ambrera could make a lot of money, but there was no movement until August, and in desperation, he, the immortal, had to do it himself.

And after entering October, the Spanish flu, which has not been moving, suddenly appeared, and a certain immortal could clearly perceive that the virus was spreading rapidly, although it had not caused much damage for the time being, but the trend was quite scary!

Li Xiaofeng was still thinking about how to warn the Entente and the Central Powers, and how to promote the Spanish flu special medicine that he had spent a lot of immortal power in the cornucopia. Who would have thought that the Germans would be so cooperative, and took the initiative to come to the door to ask for cooperation. It was a surprise for him, as easy as picking up someone's head.

A certain immortal is relaxed, but the Germans are entangled, this result is not what they want, not to mention how powerful the so-called influenza virus is, just calculate the economic account, which is equivalent to being sheared by a certain immortal again. It's really unbearable!

"If the so-called flu virus does not work to our satisfaction, the Russians must be punished severely! Make them pay! ”

The Germans immediately agreed to this, but soon they found that there was no need for it. The Spanish flu was much more terrifying than they imagined, and its lethality was simply beyond imagination! It's overwhelming!

Within a week, the European continent, whether it was Germany or Austria-Hungary, whether it was the British Isles or Western Europe, was tossed to death by the cold virus. Sneezes can be heard everywhere, hospitals are overcrowded, and just preliminary statistics show that more than 40% of the population in Europe is infected with the virus, with a mortality rate of around 2%.

Especially for young adults between the ages of 20 and 35, the cold virus seems to target this age group, and a considerable number of people wake up normally in the morning, get sick at noon, attack in the evening, and die at night.

The Germans' eyes were shattered by the extreme lethality, even though they were prepared in advance, closing all public places such as schools, cinemas, and bars to reduce the spread of the flu as much as possible. But in just three days, more than 2 million people were hit by the flu.

"We need more miracle drugs!"

This is the unanimous call of the front-line troops, and I have to say that the special drug developed by Ambrera is really easy to use, even if it is a dose of medicine for a seriously ill patient, he can be discharged from the hospital the next day. Unless you are terminally ill, you need a second dose.

At this time, the Germans regretted it a little, they should have insisted a little longer, at least to get a little more special medicine, the 1.5 million copies given free by Ambrera were all consumed in less than a week, and the Spanish flu was getting more and more popular. As the group of infected people grows larger. The mortality rate is also starting to get higher and higher. In some areas, it even exceeds 15%.

Orders flew to Ambrera like snowflakes, and this time Victoria didn't have to worry about production capacity. The cure for the Spanish flu is quite easy to produce, requiring only two ingredients – distilled water and Bupleurum grass.

Of course, the Bupleurum grass here is not the kind of traditional Chinese medicine that is rotten in the general sense, but the immortal Bupleurum that a certain immortal exchanged from the cornucopia. Its effect is very different from that of ordinary Bupleurum Coco, and a medicinal juice made from Xianchai Hu grass is enough to produce 10,000 copies of special medicine. All in all, that's a great deal!

And this time, a certain immortal didn't bother to play tricks on the formula. The name of Chai Hu was directly written, and the sincere Germans immediately drew the scoop according to the gourd, but the painted scoop was so nondescript. The effect of ordinary Bupleurum is very average, and it has almost no great effect, so I have no choice but to purchase it from Ambrera Company at a high price again.

A certain immortal did not embarrass the Germans too much, and the Germans could not take out too much cash for the time being, and if the Germans were forced to die, it would still be unfavorable to him in the end. So, a certain immortal played a small trick, according to the provisions of the Brest contract. Beginning in 1919, Russia had to pay war reparations. This amount of money is not a small amount. For the Bolsheviks, who were financially strapped and busy fighting the civil war, it was really fatal.

At this time, a certain immortal of Guangweizheng appeared on the stage, and after he threaded the needle, a trilateral agreement was reached, and the first phase of the war reparations of Russia was paid by the Northern Trading Company, that is, the reparations were offset with the special medicine of the Ambrera Company. This money was converted into a loan from the Northern Trading Company to the Russian government, with an interest rate of five percent per annum, to be repaid in ten years.

To tell the truth, this interest was almost the same as being paid for nothing in those days, and none of the loans that the British and French gave to Russia at that time were usurious loans with an annual interest rate of more than 15 percent, and some were even Hades debts with an annual interest rate of 13 percent. Of course, when the Bolsheviks came to power, they directly lost this account, and this was what annoyed the Entente the most at that time.

A certain immortal turned his left hand into his right hand, but he wasted a little immortal power, but he reaped the double gratitude of the German and Austrian governments and the Bolsheviks, and the deal was quite a bargain. Especially when he accidentally learned that the tutor had praised him fiercely in private, this guy was even more happy to walk with drifting.

Lenin was indeed quite happy, the country was full of desolation, and everywhere there were mouths waiting to be fed, and the little money that he had managed to get by all means had been spent before it could be collected into the treasury. Originally, he was still worried, but he would have to pay the first war reparations in January 1919, where would this money come from!

Originally, the mentor was ready to go out of his old face and beg the Germans for a few days, but who would have thought that a certain immortal would solve this burden for him in the blink of an eye, do you think he can be unhappy?

At the Politburo meeting, Lenin praised a certain immortal fiercely: "Although Comrade Andrei has many minor faults and problems, he has always stood with the Central Committee on issues of principle. Whenever he encountered a problem that could not be solved by the central government, he was always able to creatively find a solution. We must focus on cultivating such good comrades! ”

The emphasis on cultivation looks simple, but the political significance is quite unusual, although it has been basically clear that a certain immortal of the Eight National Congress can enter the Central Committee. But when it really comes time for the conference, who dares to pack a ticket and say that it will definitely be able to enter?

And with this conclusion made by Lenin at the Politburo meeting, the meaning is completely different. This is tantamount to the mentor announcing that Li Xiaofeng must enter the Central Committee next time, and he must at least be an alternate Central Committee. If a comrade who needs to be trained can't even enter the Central Committee, he still calls it a fart to focus on training!

Xiao Si naturally had no opinion on this, and immediately echoed it: "I agree, at present, we should not only care about the overall situation of the revolution, but also be prepared to train revolutionary successors...... I suggest that Comrade Andrei go to the Central Party School to study for a while! ”

Now that the Central Party School has just opened, as the first batch of students of the party school, they must be the group of party members who are most valued and have the best future. Xiao Si wants to stuff a certain immortal into it, and the intention is quite obvious.

Trotsky was naturally not very happy, first of all, he was not very good with a certain immortal, and he had just been brushed by someone, and now he was really unhappy to see someone rise to the top. But Xiao Si and Lenin both spoke, and the hard top didn't seem to be very good.

Lao Tuo could only say sourly: "Comrade Andrei has a lot of work. It's also busy. Let him put down his work and go to study at the Central Party School. Doesn't seem appropriate...... And I think that the theoretical level of Comrade Andrei is enough, and short-term training does not make much sense for him! ”

Trotsky's meaning was obvious: he could not stop someone from entering the Central Committee, but he must stop him from entering the Central Party School for further study. Some comrades will say, "Don't you sacrifice your roots?" What is the point of a mere Central Party School, to put it mildly, it is gold-plated. You can't even stop people from entering the Central Committee. What's the point of stopping people from gilding?

Doesn't it make sense? Hehe, it definitely makes sense. It is true that you can't learn much in the short-term study at the Central Party School, but going there is not for studying, but for expanding the scope of communication, and to put it bluntly, it is a place for outstanding young party members to get to know each other and enhance revolutionary friendship. After coming out, like-minded people can come together, and this group is equivalent to forming a gang.

Now what Li Xiaofeng lacks most is that there are too few friends around him, and he has always been fighting alone, if he is allowed to develop a group of friends in the Central Party School. Trotsky must not die of a headache!

This is the first and the second. The first batch of students of the Central Party School is actually of considerable political significance, and being included in the first batch of lists is tantamount to attaching the label that the central authorities attach great importance to the training of key students. Otherwise, even if someone enters the Central Committee without this label, in the eyes of other bigwigs in the party, someone's admission to the Central Committee is just a temporary fluke, and it is just that the mentor takes pity on him.

And when you enter the Central Committee and put this label on it, it is quite awesome, which is equivalent to the key training in the key training. For a bigwig on the mountain, such a rising star in the political arena must be looked upon, valued, and not offended!

It can be said that whether or not to enter the Central Party School and when to enter it has considerable influence. Trotsky was holding on to this point, in order to drag someone back, to weaken someone's presence in the party.

But will he be able to do that?

Definitely not, because he is an out-and-out minority in the Politburo and in the Central Committee. The Mentor with his right-hand man can crush him.

"Although Comrade Andrei's work is important, it is equally important to study and improve. Especially young comrades like him must study hard, and only when they have laid a good foundation can they build a building in the future! Let him temporarily put down the work at hand and go to the Central Party School to study hard! ”

Lenin had the final word, and even if Trotsky was dissatisfied, what could he do? The big fist is the master, and his fist is obviously not as big as Lenin! So you can only be a grandson.

In fact, a certain immortal didn't want to go to the Central Party School to study, he felt that he was a figure of his size, and he even had to participate in cram schools, which was really annoying. In particular, the courses offered by the Central Party School were the most annoying theoretical and philosophical things for him. But Xiao Si called him specifically and asked him to go to the Central Party School to perform well, and said that the tutor was looking forward to it.

This Nima was about to die, and Li Xiaofeng could only reluctantly bid farewell to Vyborg, bid farewell to the life of the emperor of the earth who was far away from the emperor of the sky, and went to Moscow.

It's already quite cold in Moscow in November, especially in the relatively empty area of Red Square. Walk past the monuments to Minin and Pozharsky, and walk into the Kremlin, where the Central Party School temporarily placed its school.

The number of students is not too much, after all, they are the first batch of students, taking the elite route, and they are said to be young students, but most of the students are over 30 years old, and there is even a forty-year-old uncle in it.

The second youngest is Mikoyan, who has an old grudge against a certain immortal, and this product is also five years older than a certain immortal, and the exercise of grassroots revolutionary work makes this guy look very old, and some people believe him when he is forty years old.

Not only is the age of the classmates awkward to Li Xiaofeng, but what makes him even more awkward is the positions held by this group of classmates. There are even some of his subordinates, such as the "youth" cadets sent by the Cheka.

As the youngest person in the class and the highest position, Li Xiaofeng naturally gained more attention, but being watched by a group of "uncles" made Li Xiaofeng really feel awkward, and he felt more and more that he was being tortured when he came to Moscow this time.

Lenin himself gave a speech at the party school and encouraged the young party members, and for others the encouragement of the mentor made them full of energy, but for Li Xiaofeng, he was drowsy to listen.

After Lenin's speech, the rector of the party school, Lunacharsky, continued to speak, and this orator, who was very enthusiastic about the cause of education, painted a beautiful blueprint for the students, and made the most of his sensational power. And our poor protagonist was directly hypnotized, leaning his head on the shoulder of Mikoyan next to him, and his saliva wet Mikoyan's placket.

At that time, Mikoyan was very distressed, and he didn't know whether to wake up a certain immortal, or directly report a certain immortal to the principal. In fact, Lunacharsky also saw a certain immortal sleeping soundly, but he didn't know what to say, Lenin and Xiao Si had taken special care of him before, and they had to tolerate someone's temper, in Xiao Si's words, that is: Comrade Andrei's temperament is indeed not very good, but it is all for the revolution!

So Lunacharsky, who was standing on the stage, could only grit his teeth secretly and said: "I endure, endure!" Bear with me! (To be continued......)

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