That night I sat at the door of Building 2 and drank until after two o'clock. I didn't drink in big sips, but in small sips.
But even so, he still drank too much.
What’s even more interesting is that after I drank too much, it was Lao Lin who carried me back.
Interesting?
I beat him and he still waited on me.
This fucking completely shattered the worldview I had built over decades.
At this moment, all the past events came to mind, and I realized that the world I saw was not what it was before.
When I was working as a blue coder with Huo Sange, Huo Sange kept saying, 'You still have to have a conscience', but he turned around and took us to kill people;
I had been in prison for ten years. After I was released from prison, I was so kind to Nan Nan. She lied to me when she said she wanted to. The reason was that she thought I would believe her;
Even though there is a conspiracy behind the scenes between me and Ah Da, on the surface I play the role of living and dying for him, and then what? He and the big boss were about to sell me out casually and were ready to take advantage of me;
I treat Aunt Fang in a normal way, I have never said any love words or sent flowers, and I even stole money from her, but she is completely devoted to me and bows her head for me...
What exactly is the human heart?
What is human nature?
I'm completely confused about the effects of alcohol!
Why does it seem like no one I've been nice to has ever given me good results?
On the contrary, what about those people who I treated badly, but I saw them behave in surprising ways after being frightened?
Doesn’t it mean that bad people will have a huge psychological burden?
where? !
Why do the memories that pop up in my mind all show me being embarrassed, but I never see myself being tortured by my mental state like a ferocious one!
Did I understand it wrong, or has the world been lying to me?
Ouch.
After drinking too much beer, the flatulence in my stomach caused me to burp. When I opened my mouth, I realized that the flatulence was pushing me out and I was vomiting out. After vomiting for a long time, I turned over and lay back on the bed.
Vaguely, I saw someone walking into my office.
I couldn’t tell whether he was a man or a woman, and I couldn’t see the clothes he was wearing. I only heard what sounded like a sigh, and then the man began to clean up the mess in the house. He also opened the window and the door, letting in The smell that filled the room was swept away by a cool breeze.
If he wanted to kill me at this moment, I would be as drunk as a dead dog and I might not even be able to resist.
But, he just turned around and left.
At that second, I wanted to laugh.
Even though I didn’t know who he was, and even though I knew it was impossible for a dog to come out of the building at this time, I could make a bold assumption in my sleep.
Assume that he is a bully and if he has the opportunity to kill me, will he do so?
Definitely not!
Because he has a psychological disorder of 'moral' framework;
Because he has to consider the consequences. After all, my death will not solve any of the problems he faces. Instead, it will cause the Greenskins to launch a series of revenge against him;
These two points alone can make him give up all opportunities for revenge.
Just like who said, 'Morality is the lowest cost of managing a country'!
So what stands behind morality?
Must be superstition.
It must be that good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil.
So what if someone doesn’t believe it?
It’s not that I won’t report it, the time has not yet come!
What if there really is that stupid person who is different from what everyone thinks and has broken through the bottom line of 'morality'?
Only at this time will the law come into play. Since the gods and Buddhas in the sky cannot sanction it, and it is easy for people to lose their mental control, then human intervention is the only way to do it.
Therefore, superstition and morality are the most important tools for managing the public and controlling people's hearts.
However, people must not see this. Once they see it, they will feel that they were a fool!
The cost of managing this society in the future will be lawsuits all over the place, because 'morality' gradually loses its effectiveness, and the only thing that still has an effect is 'law'.
I fell asleep, sleeping so calmly and solidly, not because I saw through something, but because I knew that many people couldn't see through anything.
early morning.
After I raised my eyes and glanced out the window, I felt a little cold and hugged the quilt tightly. Then early in the morning, when I wasn't paying attention, I jumped over. At that time, I felt like I just blinked, but when I opened my eyes again, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
I got up at noon. When I got up, I felt tired from a hangover, but felt infinitely relaxed in my heart.
It seems that at this moment, the 729 in front of me is no longer full of haze, and the clear sky is as blue as it should be.
My life seems to have been sublimated after abandoning everything. In our Northeastern dialect, this is called "I have figured it out."
"Mr. Xu."
As soon as I got up and appeared in front of the door of Building No. 2, a man with a big belly in a green military uniform walked over not far away.
I know him, he is the leader of the group that put down the rebellion for the big boss.
"Discuss something?"
I was a little surprised by the tone of the group leader. I guessed that he probably learned about my stay in the village from Burea, so he was so polite.
"you say."
I didn't smile at all and replied calmly.
"I have a relative who wants to open a restaurant. Well, we still have a few vacant rooms in the park..."
He has something to ask for.
What you are asking for is something within the scope of the property management authority. Even if you don't say hello to me and hang up the sign directly, you should be responsible, but they still come to you.
There are two points here that can bring out the sophistication in people's hearts. First, if he opens a restaurant and the customers are in my hands, if I don't let the dog out, the only customers in the restaurant for ten thousand years will be green soldiers. , the greenskins can have a lot of money; secondly, saying hello to me is almost equivalent to the unanimous opinion of the highest-level leaders in the park, and Lao Qiao will not say much.
Does it matter whether it is his relatives or him who opens the restaurant?
"Have you found the chef?"
I looked at him and asked.
The group leader quickly shook his head: "We haven't discussed it yet, how could we do it so quickly?"
I nodded: "Don't make hot pot, don't make skewers."
The group leader was stunned for a moment: "I understand the skewers, but the sticks can easily cause management difficulties for you. Why can't you open the hot pot?"
I explained and said, "You don't know where the people here come from, right?"
"Yun, Gui, Sichuan and Zang are all on the same page. If you open the hot pot, all the people in my building will be homesick. Who can still work hard?"
The group leader immediately gave me a high look: "No wonder Lao Qiao likes you."
He let it slip, which proved that someone had described my relationship with Lao Qiao to him.
Only then did I laugh, because the embarrassment that he tried to hide showed on the leader's face.
At this time, I said again: "Don't decorate the first time you open the business."
The group leader took a look, thought about it for a moment, and responded: "Okay, you smash it first."
That’s the beauty of talking to smart people!
After we finished speaking, we shook hands and the leader turned around and left, as if he had never been here.
Bujea stood behind me and asked: "Lao Xu, if you don't want him to open a restaurant, can't you just refuse it? What a riddle."
I glared at Burea: "Then let me ask you, who else in the park can keep their word now?"
Bourgeois: "It's just you two."
"He's in charge of technology, water facilities, and property, and I'm in charge of the park, right?"
Brea nodded vigorously.
I saw no one hugging Burea's shoulders, and whispered: "If the two of us hug together, it will be like holding the lifeblood of Lao Qiao's money laundering... When the time comes, you still can't let me live. ?”
Bujea raised his head and looked at my face. His expression was like when I was still in school, looking at the equation written by the teacher on the blackboard in math class, which I could not solve in my life.
Gala.
The two of us were talking, and at this moment, the door that had not been opened for a long time opened, and a 2014 Land Rover Range Rover Sport drove in. This car didn't even have a license plate, and it just plunged straight into the courtyard.
It’s still a new car, and I can occasionally see it through the windshield and the plastic film on the seat!
I didn't take it seriously at first, but when I saw the two people sitting in the back seat of the car, especially Lao Qiao, he took the initiative to go around to the front after getting off the car, and personally helped an old lady get out of the car, I was stunned on the spot. He consciously shouted: "Mom..."
My waist is not working anymore. Don't wait any longer. Today is just one chapter. I'm really sorry. I'll make up for it tomorrow if my condition is better.
(End of chapter)
