Cai Gen closed his eyes and thought for a long time.
Are these two things just imagined, or are they some kind of hint?
If you follow the pattern of previous dreams, it is definitely a hint.
However, the content of these two dreams is really a bit confusing.
Cai Gen couldn't help but think that his subconscious was at work.
Although a lot of things happened in one night in Taiqinggou.
But there were only two things that really touched Cai Gen's heart.
The first is the project of the god of suffering.
This incident shows that the existence of the god of suffering needs to be redefined.
It's not as common as I thought in the past.
It’s not just as simple as giving someone a kind heart and creating a god.
That's just the surface, there's a big project hidden beneath the surface.
Logically speaking, this is something that will last forever, shouldn't it be praised by everyone?
Why is it hidden in history without any trace?
Who is hiding and who is tampering?
The only reasonable explanation is like what Gong Kanghui said.
The project should have failed or was not completed successfully.
So when it’s your turn to do the project, how should you continue?
Cai Gen had no idea, let alone any clue.
The second thing is that Zhang Mozi committed suicide.
Everything seemed so natural.
He came to solve the problem.
Then he died and the matter was done.
It's just the internal logic that Cai Gen can't figure out.
There is always a hint of weirdness.
It's definitely not something that can be explained by coincidence or fate.
I really don’t know, it’s because I am deeply afraid of Xie Buan.
So I think everything is his conspiracy.
Or was it really Zhang Mouse who was reminding himself.
Cai Gen analyzed it carefully, but couldn't analyze anything, and his brain still hurt a little.
Alas, I still have to push it.
According to past experience, you don’t have to worry, things will come to you by themselves. You may be late, but you will never be absent.
Cai Gen stood up from the kang and stretched. Without disturbing Xiao Tmall and the others, he put on his shoes and wanted to go for a walk.
When I was getting ready to get off the bed, I saw Mr. Long sitting there, shaking his head and reading a document.
This greatly attracted Cai Gen's attention.
Something new.
Mr. Long was shaking his head and thinking nothing new, but it was more bizarre when he looked at the documents.
He gave Cai Gen a place to get off the kang, and Mr. Long did not put down the documents in his hands, as if they were very important.
Cai Gen didn't dare to disturb Mr. Long. He looked down at the back of his document, he was too curious to see what was written.
"Planning Plan for Taiqinggou Winter Fishing Festival"
These words appeared in front of Cai Gen's eyes, like a punishment from heaven, which made Cai Genlei completely injured.
Master Long can still make plans?
Cai Gen took over half of Master Long's reading and decided to taste it to see how good Master Long was.
After reading it, Cai Gen was relieved. It seemed that he had overthought it.
It's nothing more than some information about the Winter Fishing Festival, the kind that can be searched and printed online.
Mr. Long is completely imitating the authentic winter fishing festival.
The Winter Fishing Festival was first famous in Chacha Lake in Daji Province.
Offer sacrifices to the lake, wake up the nets, cut the ice, cast the nets, and tens of thousands of kilograms of fresh fish come out of the ice, which is full of national characteristics.
Although the years have changed, the magic, mystery and sacredness of winter fishing in Chacha Lake remain the same.
It has been passed down for many years, but no one in other places knew about it. Finally, through a TV program, the whole country became aware of it.
Behind being famous not only represents honor, but also the economic benefits behind it.
It is said that in the past few years, large companies have placed millions of bets on fish auctions, and the ones they bought were definitely not dozens of kilograms of fish meat.
On the surface, it's just a fantasy to win a fortune, but in fact, it may be all for publicity expenses.
This is also Mr. Long’s driving force, otherwise he wouldn’t have put on a parody show.
Seeing the dense process on the document and even the speech script, Mr. Long has really done his homework.
Cai Gen couldn't help but nod. If it weren't for He Naiko and Baqi who acted as monsters, Mr. Long's winter fishing festival would have gone smoothly and successfully.
Fortunately, all the Luo chaos was resolved before the opening, and Mr. Long’s investment was not in vain.
However, this is considered a trouble that I helped to deal with, right?
Last time Mr. Long went to the store, he said he wanted to fuck himself. I wonder if that counts?
Cai Gen wanted to mention it, but was a little embarrassed. After all, he had sternly rejected it last time.
It's okay now. I see other people making money, so I get jealous and try to raise money. It's a bit worthless.
Forget it, let’s stop there.
"Young Master Long, you are very professional. Have you done your homework?"
Mr. Long was reciting the words very seriously. He had been either drawing blood or going to bed some time ago, and he had no energy, let alone care.
Now that things are on the right track, not only do I have a wife, but I also have a master, so I have to perform well.
Because, Mr. Long still feels inferior in his heart.
It feels like everything I see in front of me is so unreal.
No matter it is He Naizi or Tianzhi Beizi, let alone being the apprentice of a shaman.
If you want to match everything he gets, you need to constantly improve yourself.
Only then can he seize the happiness in front of him.
Young Master Long is very clear about this.
As for how to improve?
Mr. Long can only focus on the present and try his best to do everything well.
Although the Winter Fishing Festival is worthless in the eyes of He Naizi, or in the eyes of Tong Aijia, it is the ceiling of what Young Master Long can do, and it must be fulfilled.
Things are done one by one, and the success rate is accumulated.
You can't be too ambitious in this matter, Master Long can see through it.
"Boss Cai, are you awake?
What's the major? I don't have much education.
You can only find some ready-made information online.
After spending so much money, it cannot be wasted.
Let’s compare the things that don’t look the same.
As long as we succeed this year and do this every year, it will be enough for the whole year."
Well, Cai Gen is very pleased that Mr. Long is not distracted and is still so pragmatic.
After pondering for a long time, Cai Gen finally said what was in his heart.
"Well, it's really a good project. You have great vision.
Fortunately, all the troubles have been solved, otherwise you would be able to make a lot of money.
I’m really happy for you and wish you a fortune in advance.”
When Master Long heard this, he forced himself to look away from the document.
I looked at Cai Gen's expression and discerned the subtext of this sentence.
Then, Mr. Long saw Cai Gen's sunny face.
Although it was warm, Young Master Long became more vigilant.
Listen to the words and the sound of the gongs and drums.
If Mr. Long couldn't hear the underlying meaning, he wouldn't be able to survive in society for so long.
Especially his once high-risk profession, which has long been beaten to death.
Cai Gen is reminding himself.
The smooth progress of the Winter Fishing Festival all depends on Cai Gen.
At this time, it is obviously inappropriate to withdraw money or anything.
Especially last time, when I took the initiative to give money, others looked down on me and refused it simply.
So what does Cai Gen want?
How should I repay this favor?
Mr. Long's little eyes only blinked twice before he had an idea.
"Well, Boss Cai, I was just going to tell you.
Where does salt come from, and where does vinegar come from, sour? I have a clear mind.
Don't worry, I know it."
Cai Gen felt that the words had been sent to the place.
He smiled and nodded without saying anything else.
This chapter has been completed!