Rather than saying it was a symposium, it was more like Wen Liang taking the blame.

It only lasted twenty-three minutes.

And for the vast majority of these 23 minutes, Wen Liang was just cooperating with the camera.

Um……

lens.

The gentle man arrived at half past four and left before five o'clock.

It didn’t delay my normal ‘9 to 5’ schedule.

Sitting in the car, looking at the historic building through the car window, a smile appeared on Wen Liang's face, but he couldn't help but shake his head.

To be honest, he is actually more willing to take the blame.

Because he knew there would definitely be someone more 'unlucky'.

After the car left Gongxin, Wen Liang specifically asked Wan An to drive to the hotel where he was staying. After driving around to kill some time, he returned to Gongxin and stopped at the entrance of a familiar alley.

Although there was no wind today, Wen Liang couldn't help but wrap up his clothes tightly after getting out of the car.

Nowadays, the temperature in Beijing is getting colder and colder. Central heating will be turned on this Friday, and the outdoor temperature is already approaching zero degrees.

Wen Liang stamped his feet and happened to hear the sound of a car slowly stopping. It was a Hongqi H7 that had not yet been officially launched on the market.

When he looked up again, Lao Miaotou had just gotten out of the car.

This old man is quite committed to supporting domestic products.

The H7 is not the L5. It is just a sedan priced at less than 300,000 yuan. It has not been officially launched on the market, and it is generally not something that a veteran like him would ride.

There was nothing wrong with the last Coaster~

Looking at Lao Miao who got out of the car and shook off his clothes, Wen Liang greeted him with a smile: "What a coincidence, Mr. Miao."

Lao Miaotou: "..."

Wen Liang didn't care, and said with a smile on his face: "It's getting dark, it's still quite cold outside, let's go and sit at your house."

The old man simply doesn’t even look at this product anymore.

The two walked side by side into the alley, and soon entered Lao Miao's house.

Although it wasn't even five o'clock when I left Gongxin, I caught up with the rush hour and went back and forth, and now it's already around 6:40.

There is no way, from Xicheng to outside the East Third Ring Road, we just have to pass through a series of busy roads, and it is still a busy road back.

Entering the courtyard, they both stamped their feet before walking into the east wing.

The room was very warm, and the two of them took off their coats one after another.

‘Lao Miao: What does central heating have to do with my family~’

Auntie served freshly brewed hot tea first, and then started to prepare the dishes for dinner. The cooking process was not slow anyway.

"Want something to drink?"

"That's okay, why don't you warm it up first?"

“It’s not that cold!”

"Oh, it doesn't matter to you, old man."

Wen Liang echoed with his mouth, and whispered in his heart, I'm not happy to take care of you~Who are you~

The old man took care of himself, sorting out a bottle of wine, wine glasses, dishes, and went to the kitchen in the back to prepare a plate of freshly fried peanuts.

I came to the dining room again and turned on the TV with the remote control.

After the aunt delivered the food, it happened to be seven o'clock.

A few minutes later, Wen Liang saw himself through the screen again. He was also in this room last time, but... (I got a 404 after watching it last time~)

This is exactly what Wen Liang experienced at Gongxin about two hours ago.

It can be said that the whole process was staged.

All that is needed is this shot, and the dubbing and content are most related to what happened on the scene. There are only a few words:

Symposium on ‘Information Technology and New Business Formats in the New Era’

This report actually contains a lot of pictures.

There are scenes from various angles of the scene, as well as some filmed computer screen display windows, including some charts.

The main meaning expressed in plain English is:

"Mr. Wen Liang is aware of the severe situation faced by social platforms, and recommends that units such as the Industry and Information Technology Corporation conduct regular and clear actions on the Internet, and calls for the establishment of a healthy and orderly regulatory strategy to provide a friendly and harmonious Internet space for the majority of netizens."

To put it more bluntly, it means:

In the future, all the clear actions against Internet social media platforms will be the fault of Wen Liang. If you want to scold Wen Liang first, it is because of his sentimental and nosy meddling.

Yes, this is the blame Wen Liang was dragged to shoulder.

It's like playing fifty big boards each.

Nine departments were stationed in the Ali Clan to investigate, while the Bolang Clique, who took the initiative to point out the Ali Clan's behavior, singled out Wen Liang.

As for other aspects, it really has no impact on Bolang.

Xiao Cheng Shu’s community management methods are probably ten or eight years ahead of supervision.

Unless the Industry, Information Network and Information Technology are directly implemented to the point where all Internet access requires reporting, the work progress of the Industry, Information Technology and Internet Information Technology will still not be able to catch up with the Xiaocheng Book Community Management Measures.

The community management method of Xiaocheng Book is not only Wen Liang's direct extraction of some reasonable and legal strategies from later generations, but also a large number of user contributions and continuous optimization.

The biggest advice given by Chen Jiaxin at the symposium on the 8th is that one size fits all will only create greater conflicts and contradictions...

The old man withdrew his gaze from the TV and glanced at Wen Liang: "Why are you so willing to take the blame?"

"What's the point?" Wen Liang said nonchalantly, "I just have a good expectation that I can actually see people supervising me in the future."

"The Internet is a good thing and should be truly taken seriously, rather than becoming a gaming field for all parties and eventually becoming a non-negotiable."

At the end, Wen Liang smiled: "If you really want to say it, the Alibaba department is the one who has really supported and improved the weak links of supervision."

The old man was speechless.

If you want to put it this way, it is true that the result of Alibaba paying for its own actions is to use the company's 14 years of development experience to remind everyone to pay attention to public opinion.

The old man picked up a chopstick and said in a thoughtful tone: "You should have more than just this goal for the domestic business community, right?"

"Let's do everything." Wen Liang sighed softly, "Some things are hard to get back, so I get tired easily."

The old man asked back: "How do you say it?"

Wen Liang sorted it out a little and took the trouble to explain: "You should have seen that Bolang has suffered so many attacks just on the road of exploring the socialist distribution model. The boss, I can't wait to jump out, and the business world is even more

Needless to say, I know how many people are hiding behind their backs and scolding Bo Lang."

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, our culture has always had the element of shooting the first bird."

"Ordinary workers, unemployed people, and netizens who follow what others say, there are also many people who don't know what is going on and start to curse. It doesn't matter whether they understand or not, because I don't have the heart to care about everyone's life and death. I only care about joining Bolang.

Every member can enjoy the dividends brought by Bolang’s development.”

"This is the real dividend, and not the demographic 'dividend' that everyone is talking about now. When people are labeled as dividends, it is no wonder that labor laws and so on have become decorations."

Having said this, a sarcastic smile appeared on Wen Liang's face: "To tell you a joke, foreign companies in China know how to respect workers better than domestic companies, and capitalists all know to treat people as human beings."

Before Lao Miaotou could answer, Wen Liang waved his hand: "I am also a common person, why should I be criticized for doing the right thing?"

The old man opened his mouth, but suddenly felt speechless.

There are so many things he can see from his position.

He knows that among all the large Chinese companies that have set up offices overseas, only Bolang attaches great importance to the treatment of Chinese people and only gives local people treatment that complies with local laws.

Similar practices are adopted by multinational companies in Japan, South Korea, India, Vietnam and other regions.

Special preferential treatment is given to overseas students and other groups in the country, and local people only need to comply with local laws.

Even Wanwan is like this.

In contrast, almost all domestic companies face Chinese students and other groups in their overseas offices... They will squeeze them if they can, and they won't be responsible if they can't.

Don't think too much, there are companies with names and surnames that everyone knows, all of them, without exception.

As a result, there are jokes on the Internet in later generations, and I am a fellow who is a master of foreign defense when I go abroad.

Cixi, who was cruel internally and tolerant externally to the point of "preferring to be a friend and not a domestic slave", all said that she was an expert.

After a long time, the old man finally said: "This is almost unsolvable."

"It's okay, just don't let me see it. I'm very aggressive." Wen Liang said casually, "I can't control anyone anyway, as long as you don't bother me running my company, I can pretend you didn't see it."

The old man hesitated for a moment, and then said: "You are dissatisfied with the present and don't want to talk in vain, so you develop industry? But why? Isn't it easier to follow the crowd?"

Wen Liang thought for a while and replied: "Maybe I have really seen the life of the people at the bottom, and I really believe that there will be a good life, or..."

Wen Liang looked at the old man and smiled: "Following the crowd is not in line with my status as a genius."
To be continued...