"Click."
I pressed the delicate lock, and the upper half of the box gradually opened with an obvious sense of damping.
I looked down and saw that in the middle of the box was a letter of employment.
"Mr. Chen Qi is specially invited to serve as the president of the Taoist Council."
I instinctively started to be wary, but I forced out a smile and said, "Mr. Liang really compliments me!"
"However, I have been in Monan for so long and I have never heard of this organization."
I changed the topic and continued to ask: "Which gang is this Taoist Council?"
Liang Hai laughed: "Of course you haven't heard of it. This was just established."
He glanced at me with raised eyebrows and said word by word: "I built it."
I was suddenly shocked and a little confused about Liang Hai's path.
"Ashamed." Liang Hai smiled heartily: "I did this out of selfish motives."
Simply, I sat next to him, trying not to let him see my surprise.
"Mr. Liang, please elaborate?"
Liang Hai nodded slightly and said, "I have been working hard outside for so many years, and I have seen all kinds of people."
He plucked his fingers to himself: "The one who is greedy for profit, the one who is lustful..."
Liang Hai seemed to be familiar with the situation. In the end, he became impatient and waved his hands vigorously.
"Oops, I can't count them."
After a pause, his tone became calmer: "In the end, this is all bad."
I looked at the direction of his finger, which was the center of my heart.
"This is bad, and my brain won't work."
After that, he adjusted his collar and took a long breath: "I think that if you want to think well, you need religious guidance."
My heart suddenly tightened, as if I had met a close friend.
Isn’t this what I have been thinking for a long time?
He put his arm on the table and leaned towards me: "Do you believe in cause and effect?"
"Believe it!"
Liang Hai smiled calmly: "So, you can't be a bad person."
"Because you're afraid of retribution."
Apart from anything else, Liang Hai lived very clearly, or soberly.
I nodded to myself and said softly: "So, what Mr. Liang means is that he wants to promote Taoism?"
"That's what it means!"
Suddenly a hint of excitement appeared on Liang Hai's face: "If everyone looked down on fame and wealth, wouldn't this society be better off?"
I must admit, everything he said spoke to my heart.
But you still need to retain some of the vigilance you should have.
I laughed a few times with him, and asked half-jokingly: "If that's the case, how can you, the boss, still make money?"
Yes, I don't believe his rhetoric.
It is the nature of a businessman to make money. Asking a businessman to give up his interests is tantamount to forcing a living person to give up eating, drinking and sleeping.
The corners of Liang Hai's eyes twitched slightly, and his hands began to rub uneasily.
"Since Mr. Chen has asked this, I will tell you directly."
He held his glasses with one hand and said calmly: "Not all the money I make is clean money."
"God allows me to make this money because of my preference. I want to make up for something."
Liang Hai glanced at his wife and added: "Go out and wait for me."
After his wife left, he continued to talk a lot, mostly about his experiences over the years.
Later, it reached the point of bursting into tears.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Liang." I quickly interrupted: "I really have no intention of inquiring into privacy."
"Don't say you're sorry." Liang Hai touched his tears with the back of his hand: "I have to thank you!"
"I wouldn't even dare tell my wife if these facts weren't brought to the table."
"The people closest to you don't dare to say it, so how dare you tell me?"
Unexpectedly, Liang Hai nodded solemnly: "You believe in retribution, you have a bottom line, and you won't go around gossiping with others."
This also makes sense.
I have basically figured out Liang Hai’s motives.
In fact, I just want to find a place to repay the debt in my heart.
Rather than saying that he wanted to do good things, it was better to say that he wanted to make the rest of his life easier.
From this perspective, I am willing to believe him.
I brought the topic back on track: "In that case, why does Mr. Liang want me to be the president again?"
"This position is not low."
Liang Hai smiled with tears in his eyes: "I know nothing except money."
"How about I hire you and pay you a monthly salary?"
But I never expressed my opinion, but fell into deep thought.
