At this time, Principal Sun gave Xu Shu the feeling of being serious and sinister. The most unimaginable thing for her was that Canglong smiled and said: "Then let the bad guys do it to the end!"
At this moment, Xu Shu suddenly felt that these two people were so well matched, almost like father and son, both so strange and cruel.
After leaving Principal Sun's place, Xu Shu was still holding back a lot of doubts in her heart. When Canglong was about to get her drink, she finally couldn't help but ask: "How can you stay here?"
"Stay?" Canglong said calmly, "What do you think I can do to stay? Don't think too much about my abilities. I will definitely be fired this time, but even if I am fired, I don't have to leave.
China, are you satisfied with this answer?"
Xu Shu was speechless. He was about to ask more questions, but he only heard Canglong's cold tone: "You said you had nothing to do after you had eaten. Why are you, a reporter, following me around all day?"
"You've just eaten and you have nothing to do." Xu Shu suddenly became angry, "Aren't I just trying to save your image? I'm so kind-hearted that I think I'm just a donkey. You think I want to follow you. Who do you think you are?
No wonder Yu Xue said you were a weird man. I didn’t believe it before, but now I do.”
"But she likes my weirdness." Canglong said lightly, "Besides, I don't think I'm weird. It's you, you guys, who are weird."
"Me?" Xu Shu's face was cold, "Why am I weird, and why are we weird? Can you tell me? It's because you don't fit in with others, and you blame others."
"Aren't you weird?" Canglong shook his head, "As a reporter, if you don't interview those poor children in the mountainous areas, don't dig up those evil forces, and just follow others behind and inquire about people's privacy every day, are you qualified to be a reporter?
Do you know what news is? You are the guide of public opinion in this society, please remember your responsibilities."
Canglong's words immediately made Xu Shu speechless. She didn't know how to answer for a while, especially the sentence, are you qualified to be a reporter? Xu Shu was deeply touched, because she had also struggled before and wanted to be a righteous person.
Reporter, but in the end found that such people cannot be tolerated around.
She looked at Canglong and suddenly understood what Principal Sun said. She also suddenly understood why people around her thought Canglong was weird, because this weirdness could be said to be justice.
The man in front of him does not hesitate to offend the people around him, but he also insists on the principles in his heart. This is why people around him think he is weird, so Principal Sun asked him to be a villain, and he must do it to the end, otherwise it will be...
All previous efforts are wasted.
At this moment, she seemed to understand why there was not only no hatred between Canglong and Principal Sun, but they were on friendly terms. Because birds of a feather flock together, and because Canglong and Principal Sun were actually the same kind of people, they resented the people around them.
Those evil things, but they are disgusted with people like Principal Sun and Canglong. On the contrary, they are the majority, so Canglong becomes weird.
She also understood why Yu Xue looked happy when she told her that Cang Long was weird, because Yu Xue was actually a kind of person between these two kinds of people.
"I'm sorry for my tone just now..." Canglong looked at Xu Shu who was in a daze and came over to apologize. He should have kept these words in his heart, but Xu Shu's aggressiveness made him feel depressed.
A burst of fire broke out.
"You did the right thing, but I was wrong. Thank you." Xu Shu said, bowed to Canglong, then walked to the road, hailed a taxi and left.
"No one is right or wrong, it's just that some things cannot be imposed on others. Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you." Canglong shook his head, regardless of whether Xu Shu could hear it or not.
Returning to the wine shop, Canglong found that the business here was getting better and better, and most of them were regular customers. Many people knew Canglong. When they saw him coming, they raised their glasses from time to time. Canglong naturally nodded politely and saw Xiao Hei.
It was too much for one person, so Canglong immediately went to help.
Just when he was mixing drinks, he would glance at the music seat from time to time, only to find that there were no people he expected, just a few black friends holding big guitars and playing the "Skeleton Song" cheerfully.
The rhythm, climax after another, drives the rhythm of the entire wine.
"If you get old one day, it would be nice to open a small wine shop like this. There will be no fights for interests and no worldly plots." Canglong hopes in his heart, but once he does it, it often turns into a luxury.
"Boss, you said last time that you wanted to teach me how to mix drinks." Xiao Hei looked at him expectantly while mixing drinks.
"Oh." Canglong looked at him and fiddled with the wine utensils in his hand. After a few minutes, Xiao Hei over there was so stunned that he almost dropped the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, while the guests' eyes fell on Canglong's side.
, there will be a few sounds of admiration and surprise from time to time.
The wine was still prepared according to the guest's mood, making the guest unable to refuse, and even showed a bit of enjoyment after finishing the drink.
"Boss, how can you make such a good wine if you don't drink?" What Xiao Hei doesn't understand the most is this. It stands to reason that a good bartender must have a good alcohol capacity and must have drank all kinds of wine.
, when you are mixing wine, you will know what several kinds of wine taste like together.
"The most important thing about a bartender is not how well you drink, but whether you enjoy the process of bartending." Canglong said calmly.
"The process of bartending?" Xiao Hei was even more confused. "I practice bartending every day, and it feels a little boring. Moreover, my family doesn't agree with me doing this, saying that this industry is a bit boring.
Damn it, if I hadn't insisted, they would have let me go on a blind date, and the child is already half-grown now."
"A good bartender, of course, also needs excellent skills, but if you practice your skills well, in the end, it will only be appreciated by others. In the end, it depends on how good the wine you mix is." While talking, Canglong made another drink.
, to a blond foreign woman. After drinking, the foreign woman’s smile was a bit seductive.
Xiao Hei swallowed his saliva and said after a while: "How on earth did you do it? Can you teach me the trick? Because the wine I use is the same as yours, but why does it taste different to others?"
"Be careful." Canglong said calmly.
"Careful?" Xiao Hei was confused, because this was a standard line to fool people. It was often said on TV, but why didn't he pay attention?
"In life, when you do something over and over again, you will feel numb. Even if you liked doing it before, it will eventually become boring. Why?" Canglong asked.
Xiao Hei shook his head, how could he know why, but Canglong said a lot, sometimes this feeling would occur when practicing skills.
"Because you don't like it enough. When people concentrate on doing something, they will not be affected by the outside world. Things that seem boring to outsiders and repeated over and over again are a kind of enjoyment in the eyes of those who are attentive.
, he is enjoying every process of doing this. During this enjoyment process, his spirit is very concentrated, and his body will be in a state of pleasure and relaxation, so the things he makes also have a sense of excitement.
The pleasant and relaxing atmosphere is just like this glass of wine." As he spoke, Canglong made another glass of wine and handed it to one of the guests, "Everyone will have a different feeling when drinking the wine made with care."
Xiao Hei became more and more confused, and looked at Cang Long even more puzzled.
"To put it simply, you just enjoy the process of doing things. When you value the results too much, you ignore the process. You can imagine that if you care too much about the results, even if you are concentrating on it, your energy is not on the wine, but on the wine.
Regarding the next result, the same is true for life. You must learn to appreciate the ups and downs, so a philosopher said that what you enjoy in life is the process, not the result, because there is always only one result, but in the process of life, there are
There are countless possibilities." Canglong said calmly.
"Heizi, you haven't reached the level of a boss yet." Mo Li suddenly interrupted with a smile.
"That's right, Ah Fu has never cared about the results, because he also works hard, so he always has a smile on his face, because he is enjoying the process of making pastries." Mo Qi also came over and smiled,
"But you always say that he is giggling, but he never pays attention to you, right?"
Canglong nodded: "Is Mo Qi's consciousness very high?"
"I'm very stupid. I just watched Brother Afu making pastries every day, and I couldn't help myself. Later he told me this." Mo Qi blushed and explained quickly.
"Boss, you really can't read minds?" Xiao Hei asked strangely, "I always thought you could read minds before."
"The wine I mix is made in the process of enjoyment. Although the wine you and I add are almost the same, when it comes to this, the details are still different, so the taste they drink is also different.
This is not a mind-reading skill, but a normal human psychology, but most people have never learned it." Canglong said lightly, "It's still a matter of mentality."
"Mindset!" Xiao Hei seemed to understand this time.
"Look at the boss, I have never seen him impetuous, but you always complain about this and that, how can you make good wine? This is the mentality. Today's young people are the same as you.
It feels boring to do this thing, and it feels boring to do that thing, how can you do it well?" Mo Li rolled his eyes at Xiao Hei, obviously talking about him, "The more anxious you are to practice your bartending skills.
, the worse you get at practice, you say you like bartending every day, but you still complain every day."
"Yes." Xiao Hei was immediately unconvinced, "Stop complaining when you do things. The day before yesterday, I heard you say that your mother was planning to go on a blind date for you again."
"I won't marry you even on a blind date, huh." Mo Li glanced at Xiao Hei angrily, and Xiao Hei was immediately frustrated and speechless.
So Mo Li and Xiao Hei started to argue again, but Mo Qi just shook his head, as if he was used to it. If Wang Jiao was here, he would definitely scold Xiao Hei. Unfortunately, it was Cang Long who was there.
Not Wang Jiao.
However, Mo Qi saw Canglong going to the kitchen where the wine was served. When he walked in, he found that Canglong was concentrating on Ah Fu making pastries, and Ah Fu was also concentrating on being meticulous.
"It seems that the boss is not an ordinary person." Mo Qi didn't know why he had this feeling. He remembered Ah Fu once said something to her, which she could not understand because it was also what Ah Fu heard his grandmother say when he was a child.
Yes, it took him more than twenty years to understand the meaning of the first layer of pastries.
This sentence is the word wisdom. A smart person can only be called wisdom, but not a wise man. Because a wise man has been tempered by time and has understood something in life, so he is called a wise man.
There is a second level above the wise, which is the wise, which is what Buddhism calls people with wisdom roots. The third level is people who have become Buddhas, and only those who can be called great wisdom.
Ah Fu said that he was just wisdom and could not even add the word "zhi". At this moment, Mo Qi suddenly felt that Cang Long was the kind of wise person...