Chapter 391 I believe it!
Zhong Yue would definitely not consider the low-level ticket. If Bai Shiweng’s life is used as a timeline, running through the Republic of China and the New China, this node will be too long and traveling randomly, which will undoubtedly be a needle in a haystack.
If you can investigate clues and roughly determine a time range, then the [intermediate gate ticket] can be considered. However, it must be seen that Lao Qi of that era is not far from Shanghai, otherwise the war will be in chaos. If you encounter the time when Bai Shiweng travels to the northwest, it is not the present day. You can take a plane and arrive in Shanghai in one day. In this way, you may return without success. Therefore, the best possibility is to reduce it to a relatively small time range through the investigation of Huang'an Temple and Qin Hai's narrative, and then use the [advanced gate ticket] to transmit it, and you will have a better grasp.
Zhong Yue did not dare to tell Huang Sanli, nor did he dare to call Huang Youwei. This may be an opportunity, but it was also a fragile life-saving straw. A dying person was surviving in the water. When he grabbed the only straw and the straw broke again, his desire to survive was exhausted. Zhong Yue could only say that he could find a way to ask Huang Youwei as soon as possible.
beep……
Zhong Yue quickly answered the phone, "Is there any news?"
The other end of the phone paused for a moment, and then Zheng Guocheng's laughter came out, "Is Mr. Zhong so presumptuous?"
"You are..." Zhong Yue glanced at the phone number, which was a landline number.
"I am Director Zhang's secretary, Zheng Guocheng."
"Secretary Zheng? What's the matter?"
"The director asked me to tell Mr. Zhong a good news, that is, the approval documents of the East China Youth Calligraphers and Painters Alliance are already under the procedures. If nothing unexpected happens, they will be implemented within three months, but..."
Zhong Yue doesn’t have much thought on this now, “You have something to say.”
"Such civil society organizations must have a person in charge. Before so many people in the cultural circle signed volunteers, this matter is very important. The most important thing in your copywriting is the youthfulness of the alliance members. This is a very important point. The superiors attach great importance to it. After the age of 35, it will prevent the alliance from being regarded as a machine for gaining benefits by those who are interested. But who will be the first person in charge?"
Zhong Yue listened to Zheng Guocheng's words and asked back: "Who do you think is suitable?"
"This matter is not up to anyone. In Director Zhang's mind, it is naturally the most suitable for you. However, this is not a national organization, and it is a cultural organization. The quality and awareness of members are generally higher than that of ordinary organizations, so the best way is to vote and election. Therefore, Director Zhang's meaning is that Mr. Zhong is best to be able to add some bargaining chips to himself."
"Barring chips?" Zhong Yue was a little funny. He had offended most of the cultural circle and proposed to establish an alliance. Now he wanted to be a "bad guy" himself and then sell his face?
"Secretary Zheng, the alliance's consultants are not qualified to participate in alliance affairs according to the rules in the copy. If this is needed, what is the point of establishing this alliance?"
"The director is here, he is here to tell you."
"Hey, Zhong Yue."
"Director Zhang."
"You have to understand the intention of doing this. Think about it, if I directly accept the president of this alliance, do you think you can convince the public? The result of our meeting discussion is that this alliance consultant cannot interfere with the executives of the alliance, but has the power to appoint and remove the president. After all, I only trust you alone is not enough to convince the public."
Zhong Yue said, "I understand."
When things have developed to this point, once the circle is widened, Zhong Yue really cannot control the situation 100%. Now Director Zhang is also considering the virtuous cycle of this alliance.
Everything is done and leave it to fate.
"You have a very good opportunity to win!"
"What?"
"I consulted the Calligraphy Association in Beijing, and the Three Kingdoms Youth Calligraphy Exchange Conference is about to be held. This is the best opportunity to give you gilding."
"sorry."
"What?"
Zhong Yue frowned and said, "I'm not available. Let's do this beforehand, Director Zhang."
"Hello……"
Zhong Yue has hung up the phone.
Zhang Kangshan was holding the landline and looked at Zheng Guocheng with a confused look on his face.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Kangshan chuckled, "He said he was not available?"
“…”
...
...
Zhong Yue is indeed not available.
After lunch, Ouyang Ming drove over. Zhong Yue took a piece of information and got into the car.
"Brother Yue, this is Director Yang of the Shanghai Religious Association."
"Hello, Director Yang."
"You said to me before, but I didn't hear it very clearly on the phone. You can just tell Director Yang directly."
Zhong Yue said, "You drive to Huang'an Temple, and I will talk to Director Yang on the way." He glanced at the middle-aged man, wearing a suit, and didn't look like a religious person.
"Director Yang, I want to find someone about a monk from Huang'an Temple decades ago. He cured a lady named Liu Hehua, and there were so many clues. This is a medical record about Ms. Liu Hehua back then. I have collected more detailed information."
Zhong Yue has entrusted Zhang Heping and Qin Hai to collect and try to find some information about this to provide him with more clues.
"Mr. Zhong, things during the Republic of China were probably very difficult."
"Try to lock in the approximate time and place, that's fine. In short, the more information I need."
Director Yang held his glasses, "Many of the religious records during the Republic of China have been lost. You understand, how chaotic was in Shanghai at that time, so I can't make sure of this, I can only ask you. Today, I received an entrustment from Mr. Ouyang Kaishan and contacted the current abbot of Huang'an Temple. Let's go over and hope to gain something."
Ouyang Ming looked at Zhong Yue's serious face and said, "Brother Yue, what kind of friend do you attach so much importance to?"
"If you have a terminal illness and I find a cure for you, I will do the same."
Ouyang Ming's hand holding the steering wheel shook, and the corners of his mouth froze.
Forehead……
"It's loyal enough..."
Director Yang, who was standing by, said: "The monks from the Republic of China are now probably no longer alive. As for the treatment methods, I think Mr. Zhong should not have too much hope. Maybe it's just a coincidence, or maybe the person who provided the information remembers it wrongly. This doctor cannot cure the disease, and the monk has cured it? I am very suspicious."
Zhong Yue said: "I believe it."
According to Qin Hai's account, her mother lived to be in her fifties before she died. According to the medical record, Liu Hehua's condition was even less optimistic than Huang Youwei when she was in her teens. What exactly made Liu Hehua survive?
Before, Zhang Heping was helpless, but Zhong Yue could not find any way to treat Huang Youwei. After all, he was not a doctor. Now, how could Zhong Yue give up seeing hope and precedent?
Chapter completed!