Soft yellow light shines from the ceiling, and the oily wooden floor reflects the light slightly, making the whole room peaceful and quiet, making people feel comfortable and natural. This place looks like a recording studio. The middle wall that separates the inside and outside is inlaid with a piece of glass, giving a clear view of the inside and outside.
However, this does not look like a recording studio, because except for a sofa, there is almost nothing in the inner room, and there is not even that indispensable equipment, a microphone.
However, it's not like there are no microphones here, they're just placed in an external room. In the room outside, in addition to the mixer placed in the center, there are also some instruments that should not be there - a spectrum analyzer that is flashing a wavy pattern.
The heavy soundproof door was pushed open, and a young man wearing a Hermes gray-blue turtleneck walked in. He strolled to the sofa and sat down casually, as if he was back at home, and he didn't care about standing outside. There was a row of people, all watching him intently.
A middle-aged woman with delicate makeup noticed that the boy glanced at her and gave him a reassuring smile. Although this woman looks like she is only in her early 40s, she is actually much older. She is Fang Zhu's mother, Chen Zilin. Also standing next to her were Fang Zhenggang, the chairman of Parkson Group, Fang Zhu's father, and Yu Qiong, the chairman's secretary.
"Can we start?" Chen Zilin's voice had the tone of a hostess, formal and majestic, probably because of her professional habits as a lawyer.
"Of course, anytime." The voice that answered her was exactly opposite to her temperament, with a coquettish and coquettish accent formed by her non-native language.
They all looked at the woman who had been sitting in the shadows in the corner early in the morning. She slowly stood up and walked to those people.
"Miss Song, I hope you can understand the psychology of a mother. Let me ask a few more questions, will this really not have any adverse consequences?" Chen Zilin's eyes were firm, with a courage that would not tolerate lies.
"He's not as fragile as you think." Alice said lightly, in stark contrast to the others who looked as if they were facing an enemy. "Even mothers should have confidence in their children."
Chen Zilin was a little speechless, but then Fang Zhenggang spoke: "Okay, please invite her in."
After a while, there were three crisp knocks on the door, and a man walked in. He nodded respectfully to the people in the room: "I am the sound engineer this time."
Immediately afterwards, two more people walked in. One was a girl with a delicate face and slender figure, who turned out to be Gao Caiqin. Of course, now she has a more well-known name, Zhuang Xiaodie. The other one is naturally her agent, Jiang Chengfeng.
Chen Zilin looked at this ordinary-looking girl calmly and said, "Is this the seedling that you, Xingyue Ye, plan to focus on cultivating?"
Fang Zhenggang ignored her sarcasm and replied: "Yes."
Chen Zilin chuckled: "I have always thought that you have a better vision than me in strategy, but I didn't expect that it has started to go downhill now. Do you know how many such young and beautiful girl idols are on the market now? You can spend money We are building momentum and making some splash, but what about the rate of return? You don’t know who the main consumer groups in the market are now, right?”
Facing a series of questions from Chen Zilin, Fang Zhenggang was not disturbed. On the contrary, Jiang Chengfeng could not sit still. He arched his back and said, "Director Chen, Xiaodie's network traffic data is still very good, and the popularity is even good. Reaching half of the current A-list stars, for a newcomer who has just debuted..."
Chen Zilin interrupted him rudely: "It's okay to use this kind of thing to deceive outsiders, but don't deceive yourself."
Jiang Chengfeng did not dare to speak anymore, and retreated silently, taking advantage of the situation and quietly glanced at Zhuang Xiaodie. She looked out of place in the environment here. Her face was expressionless and her mind was wandering, as if the person they were talking about was someone other than herself.
At this time, Alice spoke lazily: "I would say that Director Chen is probably a layman in terms of business marketing. The market is indeed so competitive now that all the good-looking skins are gone. If we continue on this path, In the end, that's stupid." Alice walked up to Zhuang Xiaodie and put her hand gently on her shoulder: "In the end, marketing is business psychology. As long as you find the loopholes in people's hearts, there is nothing that cannot be overcome. fortress."
Chen Zilin crossed her arms: "Then, I would like to ask Miss Song for advice, how do you use this little girl to conquer the fortress?"
"There are many weapons, but since we are still in the beginning stage, we will use the most suitable and effective one."
"Which move?"
"At first, you leave a mediocre or ordinary impression, but later you show extraordinary talent, which will get a higher evaluation. The brain likes this kind of emotional fluctuations best, and no one can refuse the contrast and reversal brought about by it. pleasure."
"You mean, she has extraordinary talents?" Chen Zilin finally became interested.
"Otherwise, why would she be here today?"
"Okay, let's get started." Fang Zhenggang, who had not participated in the discussion, urged him again. He obviously knew something, but he didn't seem to really understand it, so he couldn't wait to know what would happen next.
It's just that at this time, Alice becomes more and more calm, as if her nature is like a cat that loves to play tricks on mice. "Well, before we start, let us confirm again. You two want to erase your son's memory of the morning of April 14th, right?"
"Yes." Fang Zhenggang replied.
"Can it really be done?" Chen Zilin was still a little hesitant.
"To be precise, it is impossible. Human short-term memory is stored in the hippocampus. Some insignificant memories will be overwritten by the continuous input of new information into the brain, but those precious and profound ones will be engraved into the cerebral cortex. , forming long-term memory, which is difficult to erase under normal circumstances.”
Seeing the instant change on Chen Zilin's face, Alice smiled as if her prank had succeeded: "But we have another way."
"Please stop being so pretentious!"
"It's not that I'm trying to show off, but Director Chen, you don't care too much about your Parkson Group's business. Look at Director Fang, he doesn't have any problems."
Chen Zilin finally couldn't help it and said sarcastically: "That's natural. Director Fang is devoted to his company. There is nothing in the company that he doesn't know, and there is nothing outside the company that he doesn't know. Even his own son My son experienced such a serious accident and he never cared about him."
The air suddenly became awkward. No one expected that they would suddenly participate in the big boss's family discussion, and they were so nervous that they dared not breathe. Fang Zhenggang obviously didn't want to talk about it here, and said with a cold face: "You don't have to treat him like a delicate flower in the greenhouse, who can't bear any setback. After all, you don't care about him much, and you don't know him well." The real thoughts in my heart. If you ask me, there is no need to make such a fuss. I believe he can overcome this small matter. If you have to tell me that he has been under great psychological pressure recently, cannot sleep well at night, and behaves abnormally, you must let me give him some advice. He found an authoritative doctor for psychological treatment, so I thought of taking him to experience this new service launched by the company."
"Do you think this is a trivial matter? Do you know what he did?" Chen Zilin glanced at the others. She obviously didn't want outsiders to hear about their family affairs, but she really couldn't tolerate Fang Zhenggang's attitude.
"Isn't it just a misunderstanding? I already made it clear at the police station."
Chen Zilin's eyes widened and she was a little unbelievable: "I said that the people in your company are really the same from top to bottom. Their ability to deceive themselves and others and pretend to be confused is top-notch. It was an eye-opener for me!"
"I still say the same thing, it's okay to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself. Do you have to wait until something really happens, and it's best to have my lawyer's office accompany him to the court, before you think it's a big deal? "
"Do you have to argue with me on some small-probability events?"
"Okay." Chen Zilin laughed self-deprecatingly, raised her hand and ended the topic calmly: "Let's get back to business. Since you can't eliminate this unbearable memory, what are you going to do?"
"What already exists cannot disappear out of thin air, but memory is actually not as strong as anyone imagines." Alice replied, taking out a small round mirror from her bag and facing Chen Zilin: "Dr. Chen, look at this What is it?"
Chen Zilin was a little confused: "...mirror?"
"The same thing, some people see the mirror, some people see themselves, and some people can see the mirror and themselves in the mirror at the same time."
Chen Zilin grimaced again: "You don't want to educate me with this chicken soup from eight hundred years ago, do you?"
"Some people can see the positive side of the same thing, while some people can only see the negative side. It's like there is a valve in everyone's brain. If you turn it to the left, you are an optimist. If you turn it to the right, you are a pessimist. ists. Some people have too high moral standards, and will be miserable and condemned by their conscience if they make some trivial mistakes. Some people are on the contrary. In their value system, murder and arson are normal things. It would be a good thing for both individuals and society if they could adjust their valves more in the middle."
Chen Zilin seemed to understand what she meant: "Is this... possible?"
Alice did not answer her directly, but showed a confident smile.
Chen Zilin is indeed a senior lawyer who has worked in the elite industry for many years. She has extraordinary understanding ability, but it is still a bit unbelievable: "You mean, you can change a person's mentality and turn him from a pessimist to an optimist. , a pessimist becomes an activist. It can also make a person who is carrying heavy ideological baggage put down his psychological burden, and let a person who has no empathy put on moral shackles."
Alice giggled: "That's it, Director Chen can talk more than me."
"I still can't believe it."
"Then why don't you invite Director Chen to come in and stay with your son, and experience it for yourself, and you will know whether what I say is true or false."
Alice's tone was full of temptation, and Chen Zilin was a little shaken.
"how should I do?"
“You don’t have to do anything, just sit there and listen to a song quietly.”
"What? Is this enough?" Chen Zilin was a little surprised.
"You still need to do some reminiscing. Dig out the memories that are the most unbearable in your heart and the ones you least want to think of, and play them in your mind like a movie. The more accurately you can recall every detail, every detail, The more you feel, the more obvious the therapeutic effect will be.”
The most...unbearable memory? Chen Zilin's eyes paused.
Alice continued: "After it's over, you will still keep this memory, but it can no longer hurt you at all. When you think about it again, it is as normal as thinking about what you had for lunch today."
Chen Zilin subconsciously turned her head and looked in the direction of Yu Qiong, asking for advice. However, Yu Qiong didn't seem to be completely sure.
"Is safety guaranteed?" Yu Qiong still asked a key question for her. .
"How much protection does a person need to live in this world? Will I be hit by a car while walking on the road? Will I choke to death when I drink water? Will the 0.01% fatality rate happen to happen to me?"
Alice breathed a long sigh of relief and glanced at the boy lying on the sofa in the inner room leisurely scrolling through his mobile phone. There was an imperceptible sarcasm in his eyes: "How wonderful, we have started selling happiness, peace and tranquility to people." mentality, isn’t this the so-called ‘university under heaven’ that you have been pursuing since ancient times?”
