Invasion of the United States
Chapter 284 - 35: Inferno Pit (Part 4)
While speaking, Ernst cautiously observed Zhou Qingfengās reaction, worried that his idea might be too far-fetched. š»š³š¦š¦šøāÆš·šÆš°š£āÆš.š¤šš®
But before he could finish, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly interrupted by slapping the table. "Great! This idea is excellent! I approve your proposal!
However, your proposal is currently too vague, lacking detailed specifics and operational processes.
This requires some assistance from clerical staff to refine it, and support from the financial department to address the funding issues."
Hearing Mr. Hardenās quick approval of his āproposalā, Ernst was not happy but rather confused and said, "Sir, I havenāt fully explained my idea yet."
Zhou Qingfeng chuckled inwardly: "Although Iām a mediocre vice-chairman of the āMinistry of Healthā and clueless about management, Ernst, you truly are a ādoor guardā.
Having ideas without a decent written plan and daring to report to meāwhat are you reporting?!
However, lacking capability isnāt a problem; loyalty is the most important at critical moments."
Zhou Qingfeng stood up, walked to Ernst, and kindly patted his shoulder, "Ernst, I completely understand your thinking.
Youāre simply feeling that the lockdown measures implemented by the National Guard arenāt professional and are inefficient.
Aside from making the lives of those locked down quite troubled, itās had almost no positive impact.
So, you think itās better for our āMinistry of Healthā to take the lead and organize the residents in the community to participate in pandemic prevention efforts, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Ernst nodded excitedly, as if he had found a confidant, his voice rising several decibels,
"Mr. Harden, you truly understand me! I... thatās exactly what I mean! You simply have insight into peopleās hearts!"
Zhou Qingfeng led Ernst out of the office, found his temporarily appointed director of the āMinistry of Healthā office,
and gathered seven or eight seemingly competent clerical staff to discuss Ernstās āideaā.
Half an hour later, the office director began contacting the people at the āWhite Houseā to discuss how to improve current lockdown measures in Washington D.C.
Their goal was to change the model dominated entirely by the National Guard to a joint management model led by the āMinistry of Healthā, or at least with deep involvement.
As for personnel issues, these would be addressed through recruiting āmedical volunteersā.
Regarding the specific implementation details and execution work, Zhou Qingfeng planned to assign them to Ernst, the āidea-rich but method-poorā head of security.
"Mr. Harden, should... should those medical volunteers be equipped with firearms?" Ernst suddenly thought of a very important question and blurted it out.
Zhou Qingfeng was stunned and asked back, "Guns? Is there a need for guns? Do our āMinistry of Healthā recruited volunteers need armed forces?"
Ernst also questioned, "Donāt they need them?!"
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By the time the White Houseās chief medical adviser, Fauci, arrived at the āMinistry of Healthā, Zhou Qingfeng had already approved over ten āemergencyā proposals in just a few hours.
All these proposals focused on two thingsāspending money and recruiting people!
Fauci settled at the executive deputy ministerās office desk and spent a few hours arranging his confidants, understanding the current situation of the āMinistry of Healthā, and planning to show Zhou Qingfeng some serious consequences.
Then he saw the detailed proposals submitted by various departments, and just looking at those funding numbers made his fingers tremble and his head spin.
"Oliver Harden, you bastard, are you trying to push me into the fire pit?!"