"Is it difficult for everyone to earn this 190,000 yuan at home?"
Dong Xianfa was sweating profusely.
The turbid sweat fell from his face and dripped to the ground.
The soaked vest stuck tightly to his face like a rag.
On the body.
"It's difficult," the "bosses" sitting below said in unison. "1.19 million?"
Dong Xianfa asked with difficulty, breathing heavily.
"It's even harder," the "bosses" sitting below agreed in unison.
"The difficulty is indeed difficult, so I might as well write this difficult word on the blackboard and help everyone overcome it."
Dong Xianfa shook his fat head and said stuttering.
"Okay," the "bosses" below said in unison.
Ma Tao, who was standing next to the blackboard, turned around, bent down and handed the water glass in his hand to Dong Xianfa.
"Thank you" Dong Xianfa bent down to take the water glass and drank the "brandy" in the glass in one gulp.
Ma Tao glanced at Dong Xianfa, shook his head helplessly, and began to wipe the blackboard vigorously.
Chen Bo, who was sitting among the crowd, saw this and felt relieved knowing that this morning's class was finally over.
Compared with the lecture speed of Zhang Heng, Wang Congming, and Zheng Ludi in the past few days, the lecture speed of Dong Xianfa who lectured this morning was simply slow.
Chen Bo originally thought that attending lectures every day was a kind of torture for him, but listening to the fat man in front of him today could kill the people listening below.
Chen Bo judged from the speed of his lectures that this person should not have been here long, otherwise his lectures would not be so bad.
Just like this, if you listen to this lesson every day, even a pig can learn it by heart.
But anyway, everything will pass.
The morning class is almost over.
The only thing left is the story of Jing Yidan and the shepherd boy.
Chen Bo lowered his head, picked up the water glass placed under the stool, took a sip of water, endured all kinds of discomfort, and continued to listen to Dong Xianfa's lecture.
Ma Tao wiped the blackboard clean with the dirty rag in his hand, and stood aside, watching every move of the person sitting below.
Dong Xianfa wiped the sweat from his head with his hand and took out a chalk tip from a small box placed under the blackboard.
He was very unskilled in writing and drawing on the blackboard, while stumbling to explain: "This difficult character is both ugly and difficult to write, and there is a person who makes a mistake without an idea.
The difficulty lies in a person's Change of concept.
View, as the name suggests, a person's opinion.
What kind of idea a person has, what kind of decision he will make. ,one What kind of actions a person makes will lead to what kind of actions.
To put it bluntly, it is destiny.
Whenever I see this topic of concept and destiny, I feel like it.
It reminds me of a prime-time CCTV column called Focus Interview in 1997.
There was a female reporter named Jing Yidan.
She first became famous because of an interview on the topic of concepts and destiny.
Jing Yidan had just started working and was not yet so tactful in dealing with people.
One day, while Jing Yidan was sitting on the stage drinking tea and reading the newspaper, the director of the station called from outside the stage and asked, Yidan, what are you doing?
What are you doing?
At this time, Jing Yidan replied honestly, Director, I have nothing to do in the station.
I am drinking tea and reading the newspaper.
When the station director heard this, he became furious and said to Jing Yidan, as a station The chief is busy You still have time to drink tea and read the newspaper with your butt on the bench.
So the director said to Jing Yidan, I will give you a task to go to Shanxi to interview me about the concepts and destiny of Shanxi people.
The topic, look at how the melon seeds in Shanxi people's heads have grown.
After so long of reform and opening up, they are still living on the state's relief food.
At this time, Jing Yidan was happy when he heard it, and thought to himself, the station director really understands me, he knows.
I'm in Taili I was bored while drinking tea and reading the newspaper, so I was given a chance to go on a business trip.
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At this time, the director on the other end of the phone seemed to understand Jing Yidan’s thoughts, so he added later, I will only give you two days, if If you can't come back in two days, I'll cook you a delicious meal - stir-fried squid at the restaurant opposite.
At this time, Jing Yidan became angry.
The director obviously refused to let me go.
But Jing Yidan returned to life in anger She was angry and complained, but she didn't dare to neglect it, because 1997 and 1998 were the peak years of layoffs.
Jing Yidan took her two subordinates and drove her beloved Desert Prince with her camera on their shoulders.
Past Shanxi.
As soon as the car arrived in Shanxi, the weather was unfavorable and it began to drizzle.
Because Jing Yidan’s driver was used to driving on the asphalt roads in the city and was not used to the muddy roads in the revolutionary mountainous areas, the car made several turns.
Just around the corner We turned into a small ravine.
At this time, Jing Yidan became angry and thought, "The director didn't let me go down the steps here, but you two gave me little shoes to wear."
However, she was angry and complained.
He complained, but had no choice but to get down and push the car.
Everyone knew that the Desert Prince was very heavy.
When the three of them could not push the car, Jing Yidan leaned against the car door and looked up to the sky with a sigh.
Jing Yidan found the other side There are a group of white sheep on the hillside.
Everyone knows that reporters are very smart.
At this time, Jing Yidan thought to himself, where there are sheep, there will be sheepherders.
Why don't I interview an article about the concepts and destiny of sheepherders.
Topic, so hastily, to keep my iron rice bowl.
So whatever thoughts she had, she took actions.
She took two of her subordinates and carried her camera to the opposite hillside.
Go.
The three of them searched and searched among the sheep, and finally found such a little shepherd boy of twelve or thirteen years old.
At this time, Jing Yidan was completely discouraged.
He was thinking about a topic about concepts and destiny.
Not even an adult could explain why, let alone a little sheepherder of twelve or thirteen years old.
Just when Jing Yidan looked up to the sky again and sighed, this Then she saw a flock of sparrows flying over her head.
Jing Yidan thought to himself, although the sparrow is small, it still has all the internal organs, let alone a living person, maybe he can tell me something."
Dong Xianfa stood upright in front of the blackboard, facing the people sitting in two rows below, with sweat on his head, and told the story like a primary school student reciting.
Dong Xianfa glanced at the reactions of the people sitting below from time to time, but as soon as his eyes met Chen Bo's, he immediately escaped.
Chen Bo has a sore back and back, but he has been here for more than ten days and has gradually become accustomed to sitting for such long periods of time.
It is not as painful as when he first came here.
However, Chen Bo still found it very difficult, especially when meeting newbies who were not familiar with this kind of lectures.
He found it a kind of torture to listen to this kind of brainwashing class.
Chen Bo wiped his face with his hands and continued to listen to Dong Xianfa telling the story of Jing Yidan and the shepherd boy.
At this time, Dong Xianfa continued: "So Jing Yidan stepped forward to chat with the little shepherd boy.
At this time, Jing Yidan said to the little shepherd boy, little shepherd boy, it's getting late and it's still raining.
Why don't you go home?
The little shepherd boy saw that our Aunt Jing Yidan was very kind, so he replied, Auntie, you don’t know, it’s raining in the sky that makes the grass on the ground grow tender.
My sheep It was delicious, fat and strong, and sold for a few bucks.
At this time, the little sheep herder mentioned the word money in a roundabout way.
Jing Yidan heard that this little sheep herder was not stupid.
He knew how to make money at such a young age.
He continued to ask, little shepherd boy, what are you going to do after you make money?
At this time, the little shepherd boy continued to answer, Aunt Jing Yidan, when you went up the mountain, did you see three people on the mountainside?
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A shabby thatched cottage is my home.
Whenever it rains heavily outside, it rains lightly in my house.
Whenever it doesn’t rain outside, it still rains in my house.
Every year on the seventh day of July, I can still lie on the kang in my house and watch.
The Cowherd is like the Weaver Girl.
I have nothing to do with my money, so I will demolish the three dilapidated thatched houses in my house and build three beautiful brick houses.
The child came to be my wife.
At this time, Jing Yidan was very happy when he heard that this Shanxi person is really a pressure cooker and matures too early.
So Jing Yidan asked again, little sheepherder, are you lonely when shepherding sheep?
Marry the little girl who is herding cattle on the hillside opposite and accompany you to herd sheep.
At this time, the little shepherd boy was a little unhappy after hearing Jing Yidan's words, and said to Jing Yidan, "Auntie, you don't know that we There is a saying here that there are three types of unfilial piety, and the worst is not having an offspring.
I don’t do anything when I marry a wife.
I give her a birth certificate and give her a beautiful baby.
People in Shanxi don’t call her son.
My son was called a baby.
Everyone knew that the reporter wanted to ask the question, so he continued to ask, little sheepherder, after you gave birth to your baby, did you want him to study, or let him go into business, or do you want him to do business?
Let him be an official.
At this time, the little sheepherder was completely unhappy.
He raised the sheep whip in his hand and pointed it at Jing Yidan's nose and yelled, "You are a woman from the city who has long hair and short knowledge.
You don't know us."
Is there still a saying here that a dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, a mouse's son can make a hole; a cat begets a cat, a dog begets a dog, and a thief's son still has three hands?
My father was given a sheep whip, a few sheep, and three shabby thatched houses; my father was a sheep herder, and what he left to me was a sheep whip, a few sheep, and the three shabby thatched houses. .
I gave birth to my child and asked him to study.
He is not that good.
I asked him to do business.
I don’t have that much capital.
Continue to herd sheep.
At this time, a picture appeared in Jing Yidan's mind.
The little shepherd boy in Shanxi herded sheep to make money, to make money to get a wife, and to get a wife to have babies.
She herded sheep, made money, married a wife, and had babies. , just like this, the sheep-money wives and children, the sheep-money wives and children, and the little sheep-herding children sell their endless labor in their fixed space, and their fate has been poor for generations. " Dong Xianfa paused, picked up the chalk and wrote the words "poverty all empty" on the blackboard.
He pointed at these four words and whispered: "As a descendant of the motherland, I still have a little respect for the square words in our country."
I studied it, saying that a person sells his endless labor power in his fixed space.
No matter how you look at it, it is a person.
When I left home, my parents said to me, "Son, it's hard to make money outside.
You have to spend every penny you earn as a treasure.
This makes a pair of twins."
Brother, the word poverty has nothing to do with the word rich.
At this time, an ambitious brother in the audience stood up and said to me, I am not like you.
If you want to work alone in someone else's sky, as the saying goes, if you work and work, you will be in vain for ten years.
If you say that the word "I" is neat and ugly, if you have worked hard, you will be buried in the grave; if you say you have not worked hard, you will be buried in the grave.
Boss, I'm sorry, just carry on with your bag.
This makes a Japanese name poor."
Mr.
Dong.
Fa used his fat hands to wipe out the four words "Poverty and Empty" on the blackboard.
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He then said: "I believe everyone doesn't like the Japanese, so I used the host's words to Slap him with both big hands and send him back to Japan.
"Okay."
The "boss" sitting below howled like a crazy gorilla in a pen.
Dong Xianfa clasped his hands behind his back, faced the people sitting below, and said expressionlessly: "Jing Yidan hastily compiled this report and rushed back to the station as scheduled.
The station manager was very satisfied with it, so he went to various places The big TV station started to play it.
As the saying goes, there is no coincidence.
One day, the little sheepherder returned home after herding the sheep.
His father said to him, "Everyone knows that children from poor families have always been the masters."
The little sheep-herding boy knew that his family had no rice, no oil, and no salt.
So he picked out a few fat and strong sheep from the sheepfold and rushed them to the market to raise them.
The sheep were very fat, and they were quickly spotted by the owner of the mutton shop.
The little sheepherder looked up and realized that it was still early, so he wandered around the city and came to a large floor-to-ceiling window.
See something like this.”
A note to readers: When I was forced to listen to this kind of MLM course every day in the MLM den, I felt very painful inside.
Why are there always so many people in the world who forcefully interfere in other people's lives and make decisions for their future?
I always wonder, Those in MLM dens are lucky because they have done wrong things and still have time to make up for the mistakes they made when they were young.
But those people in their 30s and 40s, although they are in their prime, have no capital and motivation to fight.
They were deceived into MLM and lost everything.
Who will be responsible for their future?
I often recall the indifference in my mind.
This Chinese saying was said by a driver on TV at that time: As long as I make money, I don’t care whether it is spread or not.
Well, yes, MLM deceives some people into a place where people need food, housing, and consumption, which indirectly drives the local economy.
But when these deceived people return to their hometowns with nothing, how should they face their future lives?
How should they treat this desperate society?
Who will care about the indifference of these victims, the indifference and insensitivity of the Chinese people, From Lu Xun's time to now, it has never changed. gd1806102: