Just as Song Xianzhong never died, and the Song family compensated many families and still survived, the positions of the Changkong family and the Ren family in the Supreme Sequence Committee did not change much.
When it was announced to the public, it was Chang Kongluo, Ren Shengsheng and others who were obsessed with research and needed to retreat for a long time.
Internally it is another matter.
As Ren Anran's personal bodyguard, Zhang Xuezhou also attended this internal public discussion.
He was sitting in the waiting room, nearly a hundred meters away from the conference hall.
But this did not isolate Zhang Xuezhou's keen sense of hearing, and there were constant voices of various quarrels in the conference hall, and there were many people who tried to gain the truth by relying on their loud voices, which made him sound effortless at all.
The matter was discussed back and forth, with Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian initiating suggestions, Zhu Bufan, Zuo Lianguang and other voices familiar to Zhang Xuezhou vehemently objecting, and Zhou Yueyan and others pulling back and forth, trying to drag it on as before.
"I have met Chairman Changkong and Ren Yisheng. These two people are indeed unable to argue their own situations. It would be better to make a decision on this matter early!"
In the end, it was Zhou Xin, the No. 1 member of the Sequence Committee, who spoke out to determine the outcome of the meeting.
"The Old Mansion needs to be repaired, and it needs to be repaired very well," Zhou Xin said, "You can continue to use our old stuff until the day when genetic research solves the problem!"
Zhou Xin did not shy away from the possibility that he would need to enter the Old Mansion in the future. He pointed at Changkong Yinghao and others, indicating that the young and middle-aged people of the two generations would also have a high probability of escaping.
"What about the people from other provinces and cities? We can't live with old bones like us. They can live freely in other places," Zuo Lianguang said unwillingly.
"Take them all," Zhou Xin said: "It's time to take a break from this age!"
"How to determine the state of old age?" Zhu Bufan frowned and said: "If you invite people here arbitrarily, wouldn't it cause chaos?"
"According to the experience of several turmoils, everyone starts to be unable to bear it when they are around ninety years old. I see that when the age is reached, I will come here to provide support for the elderly." Zhou Xin said: "If we really want to explode like Song Xianzhong several times, I believe that no family can I can bear it!”
Wang Jiangtao's destructiveness was too low, but Song Xianzhong made everyone eat a pot.
If Song Xianzhong behaves like this ten times or so, many families in the Imperial City will be wiped out.
This is a scene that the elderly are not happy to see, but it is also a normal reaction of the younger generation to survive.
"Uncles, you are just here to provide for your retirement," Changkong Yinghao said, "You will receive all the benefits you deserve."
"I firmly oppose this kind of measure. I believe everyone knows better than me about the principle of leaving tea to cool down. If you really want to be trapped in the mansion in your old age, then you will be in trouble every day and the earth will not respond!"
Someone stood up and spoke again.
In previous years, there was a lot of discussion about such incidents, but in the end there was no follow-up after the back and forth.
But this time the outcome was obviously more obvious. Zhou Xin's agreement was a huge mountain, which almost broke the hearts of all the elderly people.
Zhu Bufan stood up angrily.
"What should we do if there are still people who refuse to accept old age after entering the corresponding age?"
"It's better to fight in advance than to attack suddenly!"
The questions and answers from Changkong Yinghao and Zhou Xin made Zhu Bufan sit down slowly after standing up.
"Don't forget, without our old bones, you won't be able to stop the overt and covert attacks from abroad," Zhu Bufan said with a frown.
"Commissioner Zhu, other countries cannot avoid this problem. Anyone seeking change will definitely bring more long-term benefits!"
If some people suffer losses, other people will benefit.
In this transformation, it is the older generation of people in power who have suffered the most.
Everyone looks forward to solving the problem of lifespan when they get older.
It is precisely because of the promotion of these people that heavy investment has been made in genetic research, which also corresponds to the emergence of various research results.
Zhu Bufan looked disappointed.
He knew very well that once they retired, the major families would not be able to continuously invest most of their wealth and resources into genetic life extension research.
This meeting is not only about building a mansion for the elderly, but for these people, it is more like cutting off the hope of longevity in their minds.
"You will also be ninety years old!"
Zhu Bufan left a few words and finally left angrily.
Today’s self, tomorrow’s others.
It won't last long, only twenty to thirty years.
When the next generation of people seeking survival get old, Zhu Bufan believes that these people will regret today's decision.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. The pain of genetic longevity research obviously needs to be solved as soon as possible.
Zhu Bufan felt that not only was it endangering the interests of his own class, but it was also likely to delay research, which would not only cost them their lives, but would also lag behind other countries in development.
The heavy mahogany door was pushed open by him roughly.
Wait until someone hears, "Isn't Commissioner Zhu now in a state of impulsiveness in his twilight years?" ' Zhu Bufan felt a chill in his heart.
At present, the state of old age is almost equivalent to a Shangfang sword, which can kill anyone accurately.
Even the committee members who were on duty were not able to escape, and Zhu Bufan felt that it would be difficult for him to escape.
At this point, the situation at the top reversed.
Previously, the younger generation had to beware of the older generation going crazy, but now the older generation had to beware of the younger generation's surprise attacks.
The situation of long empty fall is a case of guiding the route.
Zhu Bufan walked out of the conference hall with deep thoughts. He looked at his sons Zhu Wei and Zhu Liangping who were following him, and he felt a little more fearful for no reason.
"dad?"
"Don't call me dad. I'm begging you, don't play sneak attacks in front of me. Let dad live a good life in peace for a year or two. When the time comes, I'll go in by myself!"
Zhu Wei's voice came, and Zhu Liangping looked surprised, while Zhu Bufan responded in a muffled voice.
His response made Zuo Lianguang behind him take a breath of cold air.
The education of the Zhu family is quite good, but Zuo Lianguang really has no confidence in the education of the Zuo family.
As long as he thinks about the abilities of his two good-for-nothing sons who are unable to do anything and are the first in internal strife, thoughts can't stop rolling in his heart.
When the system changes, everything changes.
In the past, others respected him, and the family power needed to be controlled and distributed by him.
But after the new system of the Red Alliance came out, Zuo Lianguang was really worried that Zuo Jin and others would send him in early.
This kind of thing is not much trouble. If you poison the food or set up a few traps, he will fall into it sooner or later.
He could guard Zuo Jin and others for a day, but it was impossible for him to guard his two sons every day.
If the two sons were to be killed in advance, he would inevitably be judged to be in a twilight state by the Sequence Committee, which would lead to him being tried or locked in a small room like Chang Kongluo and others.
"I can't live this life!"
Zuo Lianguang was unhappy. When he saw Zuo Jin and Zuo Quan outside, who were fawning over their faces, he felt a sense of boredom welling up in his heart.
"father……"
"Don't call me daddy!"
Hearing Zuo Jin's extremely affectionate address, Zuo Lianguang slapped him back before he could finish his follow-up words.
"Hee~"
Zuo Quan, who was gloating about his misfortune, didn't finish laughing, and then received a slap in the face.
After the two sons behaved obediently after being beaten, Zuo Lianguang grunted and strode out of the conference room.
Behind them, members of the Sequence Committee walked out one after another.
Some people's faces were heavy, some were indifferent, some were happy, and some were thinking deeply about the causes and consequences of this change.
Wang Jiangtao's death, Song Xianzhong's bombing case, Chang Kongluo's absence, Zhou Xin's support, and the failure of the newly promoted seventh-ranking officer to succeed in his life.
Various reasons allowed this proposal to be passed which would have been absolutely impossible to pass in the past.
