A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 563 My ancestors set an example for me, why should I be afraid of you?

Uncle Kim has reached the top in one fell swoop, congratulations!

This was much earlier than his gradual, step-by-step climb. Moreover, the department he managed was the Monster Room Policy Research Office, which he had always coveted.

This department, which we know very little about in later generations, actually devised quite a few policies targeting China back then. Not only that, Japan and South Korea were also nearly destroyed by some of the actions led by this department. They are like old silver coins hidden at the bottom of the sea.

But now, well, hehehe...

It suddenly became clear!

Uncle Jin had recovered by now. He wiped the sweat off his body and happily took out a small jar.

I carefully took some black, strip-shaped objects from inside with tweezers and put them into the cup. After pouring hot water over them, before the objects could even unfurl, I eagerly took a deep breath of the rising steam.

"Awesome! Authentic Chaoshan flavor!"

"We should have had a Kung Fu tea ceremony, what a pity, what a pity..."

Uncle Jin closed the small jar, held it to his ear, and shook it: "Is it too much? Not at all!"

After putting the small jar away, Uncle Jin finally recalled the gains and losses he had just experienced.

"Well, compared to what I've been hiding, this position as director of the policy research office is a pleasant surprise. As for the confrontation with Foberle..."

"We need to think this over carefully. The current Fobler is like the Eastern Depot, while the CIA is more like the Western Depot."

Wait, Uncle Jin is right.

You see, Frederick was mainly in charge of domestic affairs in the United States, which is equivalent to the Eastern Depot set up by the Ming Emperor Yongle.

The Eastern Depot was mainly responsible for monitoring court officials, keeping track of political developments, and suppressing rebellions. Wasn't Fo Bole exactly the same?

The description of Forbes is a bit too modern; he's just in charge of law enforcement and security in the U.S., including things like fighting crime and counter-terrorism.

While the CIA is publicly described as responsible for the collection, analysis, and assessment of international intelligence, its mission is to provide the U.S. government with intelligence support regarding foreign governments, organizations, and individuals.

But doesn't it look similar to the Western Depot set up by Zhu Jianshen?

Especially given the CIA's international operations, it's inevitable that the employees it recruits will vary in quality. Among them are sycophants, all sorts of scoundrels, and unscrupulous individuals, just like the director that Uncle Jin recently brought down...

The more Uncle Jin thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.

"Hahaha, don't say I'm bullying you guys who have no history. It's just that we have a lot of ancestors who set the example for me a long time ago!"

Uncle Jin thought for a moment, then started fiddling with his bookshelf. He first pulled out an antique-looking book on the history of the Ming Dynasty, glanced at it, and then put it back with a frown.

"No, not this one..."

They kept flipping through the pages, not even noticing when the young Johnson guy knocked on the door.

"Waaaaah... Ah..."

A young man from Johnson & Johnson, filled with grief and anger, banged on the door.

Through the glass window in the door, Uncle Jin waved impatiently, then turned back to continue rummaging through the bookshelf:

"Where did it go? At first, I treated it as a strange tale. What I hated most was that the classical Chinese was a bit difficult to understand, and I only got half of what I understood."

"Aha! Found it!"

Uncle Jin finally pulled out the dusty little booklet from the back of the bookshelf.

After finding the book, Uncle Jin didn't turn around, but gently brushed the dust off it. As the dust was wiped away, the words "Ming Shilu" (Veritable Records of the Ming Dynasty) appeared before him.

"Have the photos been archived?"

"Waaaaah... Oh oh..."

The two simple words were read with great intonation by the young Johnson & Johnson staff.

"Hey kid, still holding a grudge? Look at what this uncle did, that's the best way to handle a crisis! Kid, learn from him!"

"Well, if your sister could prepare dinner for us tonight and sign an autograph for me, I'd be happy to say a few more words to you!"

"Woo-hoo-woo-hoo... Ah-la-la..." Johnson's young man continued to squeak and groan.

Hey! You little rascal! Can't you go to the infirmary?

The young Johnson guy felt wronged and wanted to groan.

"Stop! Uh... okay. I forgot the doctor at this base is also incompetent. Let's go to the hospital outside, and we can get everything out of your stomach too..."

Uncle Jin turned around, looked at the young man's tear-streaked face, then at his still wide-open mouth, and patted his head.

Tsk, I'd forgotten about that.

"Before I leave, I need to ask you, have those photos been archived? Did old Johnny put them in the 'photo bucket'?"

"Waaah...ah..." The young man from Johnson started gesturing, but Uncle Jin couldn't help but laugh when he saw that there was a lightbulb base on his handsome face.

"Alright, alright. If you can't speak, just nod!"

Seeing the young Johnson nod vigorously, Uncle Jin picked up the slightly shiny teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

He squinted his eyes and hissed loudly.

"It's good that they're archived. Hundreds of thousands of photos, even if they're re-examined... hehe!"

Looking quickly at the young Johnson & Johnson employees, Uncle Kim showed his first truly relieved smile of the day.

"Ha, Phoenix Dancong tea, too bad your mouth's stuffed up, you can't drink it. Hahaha..."

As Uncle Jin spoke, he reluctantly poured the tea leaves into his mouth and chewed them.

"Let's go!"

Many employees greeted Uncle Jin on the street, and some bold young women even kept stuffing business cards into his hand.

However, after being guided by someone with a purpose, the girls looked at Uncle Jin with obvious regret, and even looked at the young Johnson boy following behind him with hostility.

Johnson: ?

Johnson was particularly worried that the glass tube inside his abdomen would be discovered during the exit inspection.

Um, here's something to clarify: do you know who was the first person in China to use an X-ray machine?

Hehe. Back in 1918, people were already enjoying the services of such advanced medical equipment while staying in the palace.

Who says they closed themselves off from the world? When it came to themselves, they enjoyed everything they were entitled to!

Hey! What are you guys doing?

Uncle Jin watched as the two guards crawled into the small, dark room with the X-ray machine, and for a while no one came to check on them.

After a long while, the X-ray machine next to them made a strange noise, and the two guards excitedly crawled out of the small dark room.

"Larry! Wait a minute, I'll show you something funny!"

One of the guards greeted Uncle Kim and then raised an eyebrow at the young Johnson guy.

"Trust me, after seeing this, you'll want to give it a try too!"

Then, the guards started fiddling with the X-ray machine, and with the sound of a conveyor belt, a film appeared at the machine's exit with a snap.

Uncle Jin's eyes widened in surprise: "Automatic flushing? When was it changed!"

The guard took out the X-ray image, looked at the pattern on it, and exclaimed, "It's a perfect work of art!"

After sighing for a while, he turned to Uncle Jin and smiled.

"It was just replaced yesterday! Kodak's 6-minute processor, isn't that amazing!"

Then the guard said through gritted teeth, "Kodak came up with this back in '56, and those bastards at Fulbright were using it two years ago!"

"They've even started offering 'X-ray photography' services in shopping malls, and they're making a fortune from it!"

Only today did that company remember us and send us an old-fashioned machine! Damn it! Jin, you must keep your promise and crush those bastards under your feet!

As he spoke, the guard handed Uncle Jin his X-ray photo for him to look at.

Uncle Jin didn't understand what was so interesting about a bunch of skeletons hugging each other, until the guard pointed with a wicked smile to a certain upright spot.

"This can even be captured in a photograph!"

"Hehehe! That's why it's fun!"

"Hey, are you guys going out?"

"Yes! Please proceed with the investigation as quickly as possible, but as you know..." Uncle Jin pointed to the young man from Johnson, "please don't be surprised if there's anything strange about him!"

"Understood..." The guard nudged Uncle Jin with his shoulder in a suggestive manner, then pointed at the light bulb in the young Johnson's mouth: "You always have more tricks up your sleeve! I think maybe I should give it a try!"

Uncle Jin suppressed his disgust and chatted with the burly guard who had a delicate, effeminate gesture, while giving Johnson a wink.

Johnson wasn't stupid; he immediately stepped into the small, dark room with the X-ray machine.

"Oh oh oh..." another guard standing in front of the control panel suddenly screamed.

"There are only two negatives left..."

"Is there a problem?" Uncle Jin frowned: Damn bastard, why were you so impulsive!

“John, the last two!” another guard repeated to the guy next to Uncle Kim.

This guy understood instantly.

"Haha, Larry, you can just leave! Let Ralph and I share these last two precious negatives!"

Uncle Jin shrugged, finally understanding how that straight, protruding object was photographed.

After thanking the young man from Johnson & Johnson, he rushed straight out.

"and many more!"

Halfway there, the guard behind them suddenly shouted.

!