On the way back to Buenos Aires, Saint-Jesse, in addition to dealing with Nora,
I'm also thinking about one thing, which is why the population growth in Argentina and several surrounding countries is so slow.
The four countries of Uruguay, Paraguay, and Bolivia combined have such a large land area. Logically speaking, it is not excessive at all to have a population of 100 to 200 million in the next 21st century.
Back in Bushi, Nora also said that she would help him. There was Natalie in the Xin'a newspaper office, so she couldn't arrange it, and neither could the university.
Saint Hesse could only arrange for Nora to go to Prali International and let them find something for Nora to do.
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September 20th, the first day of school, an ordinary day.
St. Jose found Elena in the laboratory of the Department of Physics at the University of Buddhism, whom he had not seen for almost two months. The moment he saw Elena,
Suddenly I felt like something was wrong with me. In the past two months of winter vacation, I rarely thought about Elena, my real girlfriend, who was a bit too playful about relationships.
The two had dinner at the Orange Peel Restaurant before returning to St. Jose's home.
The front desk of the restaurant looked familiar to Saint Jose. This guy seemed to have brought several girlfriends here. He was really carefree.
The two of them were half lying on the sofa,
"Cohen, is there another woman outside you?"
Elena leaned into Saint Jose's arms, drew circles with her fingers, and said calmly, her voice also a little cold.
"This is nothing. I have been helping to deal with things during the two-month summer vacation. First I went to the town of Maria, then to the city of Oran, and then to the city of Salta. I stayed in the city a few days ago. La Plata City, you can see I’m quite tanned.”
Saint Jose said seriously, and quickly pointed to his wheat-colored complexion. It was indeed not as white as before. Although Saint Jose was quite handsome before, he didn't look like a Gaucho at all. But now that he has been exposed to the sun, he is actually not as white as before. It looks better.
Saint Jose stroked Elena's hair,
"You can look here." Saint Jose pointed to his hand, and there was a dividing line that was not very obvious.
"Well, I believe you. I'm taking three days off this time. You have to stay with me. I haven't seen you for two months. I'm a little sleepy tonight. Can you stay next to me and sleep for a while? …”
Elena's voice became smaller and smaller, it seemed that she was really tired.
"You go to sleep, and I will sing you a song. My mother sang it to me when I was a child."
"OK."
Elena closed her eyes and prepared to listen to Saint Jose singing. Her little boyfriend seemed a bit honest.
"Today is your birthday, dear mother, and I give you a white and beautiful flower. This flower blooms on a high mountain. I picked it from there this morning..."
"...Today is your birthday, dear mother, today is your birthday. I sing this song for you, which comes from the depths of my heart, with infinite respect, love and hope..."
This song is a famous Spanish folk song in Argentina. The predecessor's mother sang it to him many times when he was a child. It is a melody that bursts out of memory. Saint Jose will occasionally hum it.
Unfortunately, I never remembered the lyrics until last month, when I was shopping in Oran City, I saw a tall and thin Indian young man wearing a big straw hat across the street, holding a guitar and singing briskly,
Only then did I know the name of the song "Little Gift". Saint Jose saw that there was a bowl on the ground and he sang well.
When he got excited, he threw down 500 pesos and planned to run away. In the end, he was pulled away by an enthusiastic compatriot who taught him the lyrics seriously. He sang it to his girlfriend for the first time today.
As Saint Jose sang, Elena quickly fell asleep. Saint Jose covered her with a quilt and went to the study next to her, intending to read a book.
Saint Jesé also knows who Elena works for. There is no airtight wall in Argentina, not to mention that today’s intelligence confidentiality system is hard to describe. It is really average. Even the Falcon Intelligence Agency is ready to show off its skills.
After Guerrero arranges things in a few days, he will go to Buenos Aires to develop his intelligence career.
Elena's teacher is a calf in nuclear physics who provides some scientific peripheral technical support to Argentina's National Atomic Energy Agency.
"It's a pity that Argentina couldn't develop egg eggs at all, and it hasn't been developed until the 21st century."
Saint Jose touched his chin, wanting to laugh a little.
You must know that today only the United States and the Soviet Union have atomic bombs. Neither the United Kingdom nor France has atomic bombs. Neither does New China.
Argentina's Atomic Energy Agency was established much earlier than France. Argentina is not France, and it is impossible to develop this country's most important weapon.
"It seems like it took 100 million US dollars and three years to develop a light bulb? It seems to be this year, damn, isn't my girlfriend just doing this? Damn it!"
He suddenly remembered a joke, that is, President Bilon tried to develop an atomic bomb and a hydrogen bomb, but found a big liar. Argentina did not have any industrial base to support the development of nuclear weapons, so it made a big joke.
The Presidential Palace seems to have spent huge sums of money to build a so-called high-tech laboratory, and the location was located on an island in the middle of the lake to keep it secret.
"Damn, why do we feel so sad when this kind of thing happens to us Argentines?"
Saint Jose just wanted to laugh at Bilong's stupidity, but he was no longer in the mood, alas.
He recalled reading a newspaper at the end of March and beginning of April this year, which said that President Bilon announced that Argentina would soon develop a hydrogen bomb and would be the first country in the world to have a hydrogen bomb.
"Damn it, isn't this the reason why there are Soviets in Oran City in the Potassium Triangle? But at that time I had just arrived at the University of Buddhism and was busy studying, so I didn't pay attention to this matter. In addition, the intelligence system here was not well established. Perfect, and don’t pay much attention to this aspect.”
Last semester, Saint Hesse was eager to acquire knowledge, either going to slums for research, and later going to publish newspapers.
I thought Argentina was holding an international conference. There were so many reporters, and no one reported such small things. It really felt like I was blind to what was going on outside the window and only read the books of sages and studied hard.
"Damn, it looks like the people from the Falcon Intelligence Bureau are going to investigate this matter. This is actually not funny at all. This is my motherland. It's a hundred million US dollars. The loss is too heavy. It's a pity. I didn't even fart. .”
Only then did San Jose realize that it was not funny at all for something like this to happen in his own country. Moreover, this incident seriously consumed Argentina’s national fortunes and turned Argentina into a big joke. Bilong single-handedly pulled the trigger. Improved the development level of Argentina’s tourism industry.
He also remembered that in April and May, there seemed to be a lot more foreigners in taxis and buses in Argentina. He was really obsessed with studying at that time and really didn't pay much attention to these things, and he didn't have much contact with Elena at that time. .
"No wonder there are Soviets in a small place like Oran City. They seem to be looking for nuclear facilities all over the country. It is estimated that they have not found them yet. It has been half a year and there is no news."
Saint Jose only knew that the "nuclear facility" in Argentina was fake and seemed to be on a small island.
When you laugh at other people's stupidity, you find that you are actually stupider. This is what Saint Jose thinks of himself.
"This time the Falcon Intelligence Bureau also needs to practice and test its skills before pulling it out. There are not many opportunities like this. There should be a lot of people from the CIA in the city now, haha."
Saint Jose's eyes became a little cold. Maybe he had to secretly kill a few people from the CIA, so that he would miss such important information. He asked a few elites from the armed forces to get some black guns. Spies from other countries came to us blatantly. It is really arrogant for the state to come to cause trouble and spy on intelligence.
"It's best to kill all these people."
Saint Jose felt a little irritable and depressed,
I ran to the toilet and lit a cigarette, which slowly relaxed my mood. Now that there is Falcon Intelligence Bureau, these things will gradually become less common. At least such important information will not be missed in the future.
"The clown is actually me."
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The next evening,
Former Margaret Manor, Rennes Research Institute, today Saint Jose drove Irina to visit here,
This huge manor has long lost its original gloominess, and its walls have been repainted white.
The popularity also became very strong, and Sanjesé took her to meet Cicero, the director and employees, and introduced her carefully.
The two had dinner in the manor,
The night was beautiful, the moon was full, and Saint Jose's mood was much calmer.
"Tonight is not the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is so round." Saint Jose thought to himself.
St. Jose occasionally looks at the calendar, which was a gift from Mr. Chen in Cordoba's Chinatown. September 15 this year is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon is big and round.
He also specially held a celebration party and invited the new team of the steel rolling mill to celebrate.
Under the weak street light, Saint Jose and Elena were walking on a road in the manor, chatting about some insignificant things.
Several Thunder Cross security personnel were posted nearby, each carrying an M1911A and a Chicago typewriter on their chest to prevent some unexpected situations.
I have to say that Elena is indeed beautiful, with a delicate face, and her eyes shine with an intoxicating luster in the night, shining like stars in the sky.
The two were walking on the path, and Saint Jose looked at Elena's back,
Sometimes she put her hands behind her back, and sometimes she waved them around. She was as happy as a little girl who had just gotten candy. She was not sleepy like last night at all. She must have been exhausted from the two months of experiments.
Elena told him today that this is her second love, and the only bad thing is that she often doesn't see him.
Since the singing incident last night, the relationship between the two has progressed by leaps and bounds, and everything has begun to fall into place.
The two walked side by side on the road again, occasionally getting closer. Elena held St. Jose's hand, and even once fell on his thigh.
Elena suddenly didn't realize it, but she kept jumping around, which made Saint Jose shake his head. This little girl looked a little immature.
After a while, Elena felt a little tired.
The two sat on the seats, and Saint Jose held Elena's hand.
Suddenly a cloud of red clouds flew over her face. Just now, a dark cloud flew over, covering the moonlight, making it a little dim. However, you could still see the shyness on her face clearly. Saint Jose felt an inexplicable heat all over her body, and almost Can't hold it.
Elena said word by word: "Cohen, will we be together forever."
"Yes, it will definitely happen." Saint Jose's tone didn't seem very firm.
"Your words are enough."
"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."
Saint Jose said seriously this time,
"Yeah, it's beautiful." Elena responded.
The two continued to talk about some things. Saint Jose would tease Elena from time to time and tell some classic jokes. Elena also smiled cooperatively, feeling quite like a flower in front of a moonlight.
"Cohen, there seems to be rats on the ground over there. I'm so scared,"
Elena suddenly jumped up, sat on Saint Jose's lap, and threw her arms around his neck.
Saint Jose didn't reply, he just put his arm around Elena's waist, lifted her up and put her on his face, and ran all the way.
The estate is huge, Saint Jose has memorized the route,
After running to a house in one breath, Saint Jose put down Elena.
Elena and Saint Jose looked at each other,
The two laughed heartily, and Saint Jose's depressed mood dissipated a lot.
After laughing, Elena patted her chest with lingering fear.
"That mouse just now was really big and scary. I won't be able to sleep again tonight."
"Let me sing Little Star to you later..."
"Okay."
"Let's go back. It's getting late. We won't go back to Bu City tonight. Let's stay here." Saint Jose continued.
The two of them entered the house directly, which happened to be his exclusive villa.
After taking a bath, they lay together, said some annoying words, and fell asleep.
On the third day,
St. Jose took Elena to visit many scenic spots, including the Metropolitan Cathedral, San Martin Square, and Port Madero area.
He also took her to Santa Fe Avenue and bought some gifts for her.
With a feeling of guilt, Saint Jose stayed with Elena seriously and honestly for three days, which also brought back his good memories of last year. He basically ignored other matters and let Andre deal with it first.
And Nora and Natalie also had a tacit understanding and did not disturb him.
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This semester, Sanjesé planned to recharge his batteries in the spirit of traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books. He also happened to have some doubts about Argentina’s population growth, so he picked up a book to study again.
In the library of the Department of Economics, Sanjesé suddenly came across a book, "On the Rise and Fall of the Argentine "Bull Party"", a thin book.
"What is the Niu Party? How come there is a Niu Party in Argentina? It's strange."
Saint Jose remembers the dispute between Niu and Li in the Tang Dynasty and Ming Dynasty, and there was a Niu Party.
“These large estate owners, formerly known as Caudillos, are essentially a combination of warlords and clans, and they still have huge influence after Argentina’s independence.
Argentina promulgated the 1853 Constitution, which stipulated a national structure that combined federalism and unitaryism. It not only granted the provinces a considerable degree of legislative power and administrative autonomy, but also emphasized the centralization of the central government. "
This was a compromise constitution, which was better than bulk Argentina after all, and San Jose saw quite a few autonomous institutions in the north of Argentina.
"This constitution is a huge compromise for these Caudillos. Especially in many provinces, some large landowners own land starting from 100,000 acres. The largest landowner family, the Anjorena family, owns at least 1 million acres of land. .
There were once 400 families similar to the Anjorena family in Argentina, forming an elite circle.
Most of them made their fortune in the cattle raising industry, and then seized state power. They colluded with British capital, sold railway rights, and made money while manipulating the country.
This circle is called the "Bull Party". Argentina reached the top with the help of their capital and reforms, but also fell from the altar due to their dictatorship and monopoly. "
“At the end of the 19th century, the emerging political party Radical Civic Alliance launched two uprisings to resist the dominance of the Bull Party.
Although they all failed, they fully demonstrated their strength and forced the government to introduce the "Záenz Peña Law" in 1912.
In the 19th and 20th centuries, Argentina's great immigration era came, and the influx of a large number of foreign immigrants further strengthened the power of our country's bourgeoisie and middle class.
These Caudillomen are gradually withdrawing from the stage of history, but they are still powerful landowning aristocrats, and the new generation of landowners is more advanced. "
"You seem to be Cohen?"
Saint Jose took the book and flipped through a few pages. He was about to take it back and study it carefully. The author of the book "The Bull Party" was really bold and interesting.
I heard a girl's voice behind me. It sounded familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.
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