Chen Feng was not happy at first and kept shouting: "Murong, don't leave in a hurry. If you drink two more drinks, we haven't seen each other for six or seven years! I still have a lot to say to you...
"
But the fat man held his arms and pressed him down firmly and said: "Come on, come on, I'll drink with you, I'll drink with you..." Then he winked at me, and then poured Chen Feng wine.
"Brothers, you are still the most capable..."
Murong Ruobing said politely: "Mr. Chen, we have business dealings with your company. We have a long way to go, so we will definitely pay you a visit someday!" After saying that, he picked up his handbag and followed quickly.
Walking out of the noisy gate of Golden Harbor Bay, we stepped into a more prosperous and impetuous world.
"Wait for me!" Murong Ruobing said a little angrily as he caught up from behind.
I stopped and turned around to look at her innocently. Did I offend her in some way?
She walked up to me quickly and looked at me seriously: "Take my car! Let's go and have a ride!"
I nodded indifferently, "Okay!"
The car she drives is not very good, it can only be regarded as a means of transportation for urban white-collar workers. It is a red Shanghai Volkswagen Polo that is relatively cute and fashionable.
After getting in the car, Murong Ruobing didn't say much. Instead, after making a phone call, she quietly drove to the nearby famous Shangdao Coffee and chose a window seat on the second floor.
Listening to the soft piano sound of Chopin's "Adina by the Water" and gently stirring the coffee, the atmosphere is very good and romantic.
However, whenever I hear Chopin's music, it always reminds me of a very helpless saying: No matter how good Chopin is, he can't play the sadness of labor and capital! Especially at such a sad time.
"You still haven't changed!" Murong Ruobing said softly and calmly, and there seemed to be a faint light of reluctance from the past in his eyes.
"You have changed a lot!" I said, taking a sip of coffee in a very graceless manner, almost getting burned. "You are more like a mature intellectual white-collar worker!" I quickly put the coffee cup down, my movements were a bit violent, and I even spilled a little.
Not to mention how embarrassed I was when I came out.
She took a pack of tissues from her bag, pushed it over, and said, "People always have to learn to grow up!"
I took it over unceremoniously, took out two sheets to wipe my hands and mouth, "I really want to sing her "Don't Want to Grow Up" right now..."
A trace of disappointment flashed across Murong Ruobing's eyes. Maybe she thought I would mature after not seeing me for several years, but what I am showing now is probably far from what she imagined, "You are still escaping!"
I am silent, I do not deny it!
"You have always lived in your ideal world. When will you learn to be more realistic?" Murong Ruobing said helplessly.
"If what you call reality means money, then I would rather live in my own utopian world. Money is really not important to me!" I said pretending to be free and easy.
Although I am very poor and careless, I have never complained about my life. Everyone has their own way of living, and I am no exception.
I remember a story about how there are two kinds of people in the world who have completely different understandings.
One sunny morning, a rich man came to the beach and took a rare walk to bask in the sun. At this time, he saw a fisherman lying on a small fishing boat, also basking in the sun. So he
I asked curiously: "With such good weather, why don't you go out to sea and catch more fish instead of sleeping here?"
The fisherman asked: "Why do we need to catch more fish?"
The rich man said: "Can I make more money?"
The fisherman shrugged and continued to ask: "What then?"
The rich are very proud: "If you make more money, you can buy a bigger fishing boat and catch more fish..."
The fisherman nodded in agreement and said, "Then what?"
The rich people take it for granted: "Of course you can make more money if you catch more fish. Then you can open a company, run a business, and make more and more money..."
The fisherman continued to ask: "What then?"
The rich man proudly told him: "Then you can be like me and go out to bask in the sun without having to work!"
The fisherman said with a smile: "Am I not basking in the sun?"
Success motivational science has always told us to be a dissatisfied person. Only dissatisfaction can inspire your upward fighting spirit. Only if you desire to become a rich person can you become a rich person.
Those who have succeeded will always say that you have to work hard, fight hard, endure hardship, be patient, and persevere in order to succeed.
And I, just like that fisherman, I enjoy the current life more. I am satisfied with the small happiness in front of me. Perhaps because of this, I have always been regarded as having no ambitions, and I have never had any opportunities to make a fortune.
, always lingering at the bottom of society.
However, I am quite resigned to my fate and think this is the life I want.
Money doesn’t have to be too much, just enough to spend.
Maybe it's like this. I have never had any sense of social responsibility, nor have I any sense of existential crisis. I always live a muddleheaded life of eating and waiting to die day after day.
Until one day...
When I saw a woman's young shoulders bearing such a heavy dream, I finally couldn't help but walk over and help her share the burden.
Murong Ruobing looked at me speechlessly, "Is money really not important?"
I nodded. I knew there were millions on my card, but I really didn’t know the exact number. After I got the money, I didn’t even look at it. I only had it in my pocket.
It’s just two to three hundred emergency funds.
Murong Ruobing smiled bitterly, "I really don't understand how people like you can still survive today in a materialistic society?"
I smiled nonchalantly: "Everyone's way of life is different! It's like I had my pursuits and you had your ideals!"
Murong Ruobing obviously still looked down upon things like playing games and said, "Is your so-called pursuit the game you are playing now?"
I nodded seriously. Maybe before that, I didn’t understand what I wanted? How should I go on in my future life? But at this moment, I know very clearly what I want? What I want to do
What is it again?
Her dream is also my dream. I want to lead the Chinese team to the world. I want to overturn the fragmented status quo of our Chinese players. I want to lead them to conquer the world.
Regarding my serious response, Murong Ruobing showed a deep sense of loss and an expression of complete incomprehension, "When will you grow up? Be more realistic? Can games be a living thing? Can you be a real person?"
Do you want some water? What can the game bring you?"
I was just about to say that the game can bring me everything I need, when a handsome guy wearing a suit and black-rimmed glasses came to our table and greeted us in a gentlemanly manner: "Ruobing, so you are
