The second task is completed.
Except for the three core pictures, Deng Chun just filled in a few random pictures to get it done.
Then just wait quietly.
He looks calm on the surface, but actually his heart is like a fire.
Sometimes, things really can’t be understood clearly. Especially in the stage when everything is not controlled by others, but you still have a lot to ask for.
Deng Chun's thinking has become very clear:
He guessed how that "god on earth" that made people afraid to even fall asleep exerted influence on the existing interest groups and its governance system in Lake City - not with tyranny over most people. Instead of external suppression, we started with the most critical "Baifengjun" link in the Lake City governance system and interest chain to conduct internal explosions.
Well, actually the idea of "internal blasting" is not surprising. Isn’t that the old drug agent who was just released a week ago to do this kind of work?
The problem is that just when many people thought that this was the answer to the new version, that person directly intervened in the most fundamental operating mechanism of "Baifengjun" and the Hundun Order through "suspected dreams" and released him. The "new results":
Baifengjun.
Bai Fengjun is suspected of being personified and deified.
Deng Chun believed that his thinking was correct. The only uncertainty was whether his judgment on the progress of the situation was too advanced.
He felt that given that person's status and influence, as well as his busy state, since the "new results" were released in the dream game, it would be a formal display instead of playing a puzzle game with everyone.
However, within a week, the chaotic and unconscious "Baifeng Lord" became personified and became a human being.
To become a god is too unreasonable.
So, a compromise between the two, maybe "Baifengjun" has not yet achieved true personification or deity, but he can already simulate this state with the help of that person...
Ah!
Deng Chun couldn't help but grin, "What the hell is the difference!"
In fact, if Deng Chun had such ability, he would probably choose this "compromise" method - instead of spending energy to help "Baifengjun" become special and divine, I might as well do it myself!
Anyway, no matter what, as long as "Baifeng Lord" can be gathered in and use its huge amount of energy and resources to form a closed and introverted self-structure, it will no longer be easily diverted by the Hundun Order, and there will no longer even be a need to reversely suppress it. For many years, Lake City has It would only be a matter of time before the deeply cultivated "Baifengjun Mineral Excavation System" collapsed on the spot.
Correspondingly, the catalytic effect exerted by Lake City on the distorted environment of the "Great Golden Triangle" by leveraging the power of "Baifeng Lord" will be cut by more than half.
It will be an extremely fatal blow to the relevant industrial system of Lake City and the interest groups that cling to it and continue to suck blood.
Considering the situation, Deng Chun felt that he had already surpassed the vast majority of people in Hucheng. However, this is what makes him anxious:
No matter how clearly he sees things, it's useless if he only stops like this!
If he just uses this rhetoric to talk to his old father and big bosses like Gao Wenfu, even if he is lucky enough to get in, he will be slapped out.
If he were Gao Wenfu or Deng Yunwei, the first question would be:
Then you tell me, how should Baifeng-Jun, who is personified and deified, and has self-awareness, deal with it?
right?
How to reshape its relationship with the sect? If it continues to be maintained, will the believers of the sect turn into puppets cultivated by the lair of extraordinary aberrations?
Just give up? How should we fill the gap and make up for the losses?
Taking another ten thousand steps back, Lord Baifeng is still in chaos and cannot be helped up. But how should we deal with the "god on earth" who may use a "compromise" strategy at any time and end up personally?
Yes, people like Gao Wenfu and his old father have far wider information channels than him. In terms of brains, hearts, and experience, they are only above him.
He can guess the possibility, why can't others guess it?
Do you need him to wake you up?
In the final analysis, these superiors never want to hear "this is how things will be," what they want to hear are suggestions and references for the next step based on this trend and possibility, "this can be like this, and that."
When it comes to this matter, they want to get a more targeted and feasible response plan to safeguard their existing interest structure.
And how could Deng Chun possibly get these?
If he could, he would have kicked away the old father who buried his neck, and became the right-hand man of the Archangel Gao Wenfu, and the woman Wen Huilan would have to serve him obediently...
Ultimately, this is just wishful thinking.
Then again, if people like Gao Wenfu still want to keep the existing interest structure unchanged, isn't it just wishful thinking?
The more you know about that person, the more you should know that before the winner is determined in the duel of the century with Mentor Levi in the Deep Blue World, that person is undoubtedly the trend here on Earth.
Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish.
If
A week ago, Deng Chun had some vague and hesitant understanding of this, but now he is very clear:
There is no way out from a head-on confrontation!
But he didn't know whether his old father and Gao Wenfu would think so.
He saw the overall situation clearly, but he was not sure about the two key goals of trying to contact and persuade. But on the basis of this "uncertainty", I did something extraordinary... After all, I was too eager.
This is a gamble.
The great changes of the century are coming. If he wants to stand out and not become cannon fodder, he must get an opportunity in time.
He wanted to tell Gao Wenfu and Deng Yunwei:
At this time, the old ideas and practices must be changed, at least in a way, to wait for changes in a series of vigorous so-called "reforms".
Interest groups must have careful design and reconstruction, discard a group and add a new group; bring the "upstarts" who follow that person on board to achieve buffering; try to keep the basics while keeping the core unchanged. face and observe future changes.
What they urgently need is not the huge benefits in front of them, but the status and channels to obtain benefits in any current situation. This requires specific adjustments for specific people.
For this reason, the old team can completely step back and introduce new agents. Use an "agent-to-agent" approach to avoid conflicts becoming apparent. As long as direct life-or-death conflicts can be avoided, the future still holds endless possibilities.
Of course, this "agent", Deng Chun, is determined to take one of the seats.
Deng Chun was sitting upright, but he was already
Unconsciously, he gritted his teeth and worked hard, racking his brains and thoughts for the test he was about to face.
He knew that in the eyes of Gao Wenfu and his old father, this eagerness to get the upper hand was basically invisible... and he didn't want to hide it.
All he knew was that today was a good opportunity.
Normally, he does not have the right to come to the old house casually, nor does he have the opportunity to communicate with his old father. What's more, Gao Wenfu is also very likely to be here.
Therefore, he must seize this opportunity today. He must stand out quickly. He must let his old father understand that he should not confuse his outstanding son with the dozens or hundreds of descendants...
"Director Deng." The staff contacted him through the landline phone, "The mission is over, you can come out now."
coming!
Deng Chun clenched his fists fiercely. He tried his best to maintain a straight and calm demeanor, tidied up his clothes a little, calmly took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the quiet room.
The staff was waiting outside and politely made a guiding gesture.
Deng Chun raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Where are you going?"
The staff just looked at him for maybe half a second? A flawless smile appeared on his well-trained face:
"Sorry, I didn't make it clear. The mission is over, Director Deng, you can leave."
"..."
Deng Chun was not sure what his expression was like at the moment. Like the staff in front of him, he had a well-trained smile that wanted people to punch him.
In fact, he didn't even know how he got out of the Deng family's old house. Maybe it was the other "witnesses" I met on the road who brought him out...
Oh, it's the side door.
The only thing he remembers
It was the companion who entered the dream game together in the early morning. When he saw him, his expression changed from confusion to relief.
The subtext there is probably:
Oh, it’s the same for everyone, so don’t worry.
So relieved! Just like your sister!
Deng Chunqiang resisted the urge to turn around and rush back to his old house. He forced himself not to look back, and walked forward numbly along the tree-lined road by the lake.
"Didn't Director Deng drive?"
In the early morning, his companion was still very concerned and wanted to give him a ride.
Little did he know how much self-control it took for Deng Chun to barely control the urge to drown him in the lake.
And... Deng Chun did not refuse.
Except for the slightly longer silence on the road, Deng Chun behaved very normally.
It was already mid-afternoon, and Deng Chun did not rush back to Yingtou Field, but returned to his residence in the city.
This is a high-rise flat floor with an excellent location that more than 90% of people in Lake City envy and yearn for. It is not particularly far from the Deng family’s old house. From the side balcony, you can even see the corresponding Aomori water surface and deep green plants on the edge of the lake.
It was only at this time and in this position that Deng Chun hit the floor-to-ceiling glass window with a heavy fist. The entire large glass window groaned and shook - it was ridiculous that he still had to control it at this time.
Otherwise, if it is really smashed and collapsed, the fact that he loses control of his emotions will spread to the old house and to the ears of those who can decide his fate in the shortest possible time.
Deng Chun took a deep breath. He admitted that he was wishful thinking. He knew that this was not the scene he hoped for. He also felt clearly once again:
As the son of Deng Yunwei, he had no authority within the sect and in the areas covered by the Deng family.
It's called "different".
Well, to be precise: even if there were some differences, they were definitely not to the extent he expected.
Once again I have personally verified this fact. You are really stupid, Deng Chun!
He slammed the large floor-to-ceiling window again, and let out a beast-like roar as the glass shook dangerously.
But at this time, the bracelet vibrated, and it was a clear "important" reminder. Deng Chun panted, lowered his head, and saw a name that seemed particularly dazzling at the moment:
Wen Huilan?
Deng Chun inevitably remembered that the status gap between him and this person could not be bridged by a few sarcastic words when they met.
Just like now, he wanted to refuse the answer and get some peace and quiet, but he had to answer in time before vibrating three times:
"Hello...ah? Me? Going to Luo City?
"With whom? My father?"
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