Just as Song Xianzhong never died and the Song family compensated many other 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 outside world, it was a long time ago. Ren Sheng and others 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 situation. 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 establish 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!"
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"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 endure it when they are around ninety years old. When I see that age is reached, I will come here to take care of myself." Zhou Xin said: "If we really want to explode like Song Xianzhong several times, I believe no family can do it."
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 a normal reaction of the younger generation to survive.
"Uncles, you are just here to support yourself in your old age," 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 a mansion in your old age, you will be in trouble every day and the earth will not respond!"
Someone stood up and spoke again.
In the past years, there was no lack 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 can't stop the overt and covert attacks from abroad," Zhu Bufan frowned.
"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 was not only about building a mansion for the elderly, but for these people, it was more like cutting off the hope of longevity in their minds.
"You will also be ninety years old!"
Zhu Bufan said nothing 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 older, Zhu Bufan believes that these people will regret today's decision.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and 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 their lives, but would also lag behind other countries in development.
The heavy mahogany door was pushed open by him roughly.
Zhu Bufan felt cold when he heard a small voice in his ear: "Commissioner Zhu is not impulsive in his old age now, is he?"
At present, the state of old age is almost equivalent to a Shangfang sword, which can kill anyone with accuracy.
The committee members who were on rotation did not hide away even though Chang Kongnuo was on duty, and Zhu Bufan felt that it would be difficult for him to hide away.
From this moment on, the situation at the top is reversed.
Previously, the younger generation had to beware of the older generation going crazy, but now the older generation has to beware of the younger generation's sudden 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. I'll go in by myself when the time comes!"
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 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 in advance.
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 he couldn't guard those two sons every day.
If the two sons were to be killed early, 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 get through this day!"
Zuo Lianguang was unhappy. When he saw Zuo Jin and Zuo Quan outside, who were fawning over them, he felt a sense of depression 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 have heavy faces, some have indifferent faces, some have happy faces, and some are 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.