After the meeting, the key cadres received their respective tasks. The officers looked at Zheng Sirang, hesitating to speak. Zheng Sirang smiled frankly, "This punishment is of my own making. I hope everyone will not repeat my mistakes."

Cheng Ruofan, who had also attended classes under Li Yidao, couldn't help but sigh, "Sirang, we can't disobey orders just because we meet a teacher."

Zheng Sirang nodded, "I talked with Xu Jia. Xu Jia said I was too arrogant. I've thought about it carefully over the past two days and I feel Xu Jia was right. I was indeed too arrogant, thinking I could win as soon as I made a move. With this punishment, I know everyone can't quite trust me, but I feel I deserve it. In the future, I will be humble and cautious, and never be self-righteous again."

"You should say this to the Chairman," Cheng Ruofan sighed.

However, Xu Chengfeng said, "I have a train to catch, I'm leaving first."

After speaking, he left. The others also left one after another. Cheng Ruofan didn't know what else to say, so he also bade farewell to Zheng Sirang.

Watching everyone's backs, Zheng Sirang felt a bit melancholy. He realized he hadn't expected the price of a moment's impulse to be so severe, but since things had come to this, apart from bearing the consequences and not making mistakes in the future, there really was no other way.

Seeing everyone leave, Zheng Sirang was just about to leave when he saw Wu Youping walking past him with a sleepwalking-like gait. Zheng Sirang simply didn't greet him and walked away on his own, only feeling very unhappy in his heart.

If Zheng Sirang could enter Wu Youping's mind at this moment, he would not only clear up the misunderstanding but probably also sympathize with Wu Youping's mood. Although walking on the road, Wu Youping's mind was spiraling with various organizational structures, especially the organization of household registration management.

At this time, Wu Youping was already the Secretary of the Jilin Provincial Committee and Governor, but this young man had absolutely no mood to be happy about this. Getting into the car in a contemplative state and arriving at the train station, Wu Youping's mind was still considering his biggest worry.

It wasn't until he got on the train and the carriage rang with accents from Henan, Hebei, Shandong, and Shanxi that Wu Youping was completely dragged back to the real world from his thoughts.

Even in winter, the packed carriage wasn't cold. It happened that a batch of troops was moving from Fengtian to Changchun. Wu Youping sat neatly with the soldiers and didn't squeeze together with these ordinary people fleeing from famine. However, even if Wu Youping wanted to squeeze, he probably couldn't. Inside the carriage for ordinary people, double the number of people were squeezed onto the seats, and the aisle was full of people standing. As for the space under the seats, it was also packed with people. The windows were wide open, but it couldn't make the foul air much better.

The air was filled with the smell of urine because the toilet was also packed with many people. It was impossible to get in. But even if one could get in, with the density inside the train, it was impossible to solve the needs of so many people.

If one had to pick out a little benefit from this, it was probably that the standing people didn't need to find a place to lean. The overly dense crowd squeezed together, so they could stand firm without any effort.

Jilin Governor Wu Youping hadn't expected things to turn out like this. After the land reform in the Northeast, social order was greatly stabilized. Even if living standards didn't rise rapidly, the people of the Northeast generally felt that society was much safer. Just because of this, the population from inside the Pass flooding to outside the Pass began to explode.

Even in the dead of winter, thousands of people entered the Northeast along the railway or by the Bohai water route every day. The government naturally wouldn't let refugees wander around. Fortunately, the vast majority of refugees came to defect to relatives, and the household registration system in the Northeast was initially completed, so the screening work wasn't impossible to start.

So it led to the current situation. He Rui ordered not to collect train transport fees for personnel who passed the screening, relying on railway transport to send them to the villages and towns where their relatives were. But so many people coming every day caused huge pressure on the local governments.

But Wu Youping really didn't want to think about this anymore, so he started chatting with the soldiers in the same carriage. When asked what everyone wanted to do after arriving in Changchun, someone among the soldiers answered with longing: "Want to go to school!"

Other soldiers wanted to say something else, but hearing this, they echoed one after another, "Yes, want to go to school."

Wu Youping knew that the army was running education on a large scale now and provided certification equivalent to elementary school grades. Moreover, after soldiers retired, they could continue to go to school. In the current moment where adult education was exceptionally advocated, soldiers received training on 'needing to study' every day, so it wasn't surprising to have such thoughts.

While considering whether the number of teachers was sufficient, Wu Youping suddenly had a flash of inspiration and an idea to solve the refugee problem.

There are so many teachers being trained now, why not requisition a batch from the teachers? Currently, there are two rotation teachers for one teaching post. If the number of rotation personnel is increased to three people per post, wouldn't the problem of lacking government staff be solved!

The problem of available personnel was finally solved. Wu Youping felt the big stone pressing on his heart land on the ground, and he couldn't help but smile at the soldiers around him, "Yes, go to school, you still have to go to school!"

The troubles of population were not directed at every government official. For example, Morrison, the Director of the China Merchants Bureau, was writing a letter to a British cabinet official in an enthusiastic tone.

"...With the entry of a large number of refugees into the Northeast region, the number of employees in industrial posts in the Northeast region has increased rapidly. The increase in the number of workers in machinery manufacturing and arsenals is relatively slow, but the number of personnel in mining, transportation and other departments is increasing very fast. The profession with the fastest increasing ratio is teachers. Even if the quality of teachers in the Northeast region is far inferior to that of the British Empire, the number of teachers per capita is advancing by leaps and bounds. General He's huge investment in education shows his foresight as a politician, and will inevitably bring huge benefits to the Northeast region which firmly executes this policy..."

Dipping the fountain pen and dotting heavily on the paper to write down the description and judgment of the politics and economy of the Northeast region, Morrison was full of enthusiasm. Because at the end of 1917, Morrison received a letter from London. The letter was written by a powerful figure in the cabinet, who invited Morrison to work as a secretary under him.

With Morrison's level, he naturally knew that the big shot wanted Morrison to provide information about He Rui to help the big shot achieve achievements for promotion step by step. Morrison certainly didn't expect to become a cabinet member, nor did he extravagantly hope to become a member of parliament. But to become a private secretary to a certain big shot in the cabinet was equivalent to officially contacting the British upper class. Such an opportunity could not be missed.

Moreover, in Morrison's view, the situation in the Northeast was just that optimistic. The land reform He Rui carried out in the first two years also built a large number of state-owned farms. After more than a year of development, these farms began to develop in a good direction, and there would be a good harvest this year.

Industrial development was also quite smooth. The current Northeast had become a force that the British Empire could borrow. If used properly, it could certainly exert greater power.

After writing this, Morrison took a sip of the cold tea. After pondering for a moment, he continued to write: "The French personnel in China show clear signs of approaching He Rui. These French people very much hope to enable the pro-French domestic forces in Russia to win through He Rui's weapon support..."