CCTV is still very efficient. As soon as Lin Zhiming arrived at the airport, CCTV had already formed an interview team and rushed to the airport immediately.
Originally, Lin Zhiming could not meet Zhao Meng, but due to traffic control at the airport, Lin Zhiming's private plane had to be delayed by an hour.
Lin Zhiming was chatting with Niu Huateng in the business jet lounge when a call from the interview team came to Lin Zhiming's mobile phone.
"Mr. Lin, we hope to start recording you from now on. Our program this time is to record some of your daily life, and there will also be some exclusive interviews, so we may follow you for a long time to film."
The person on the other end of the phone said.
"Then you guys come to the business jet lounge." Lin Zhiming said and hung up the phone.
"Mr. Lin, I'm not saying that you should find yourself a secretary. Otherwise, all calls will be made directly to your mobile phone, which will be very troublesome." Niu Huateng sat next to Lin Zhiming and reminded him seriously.
"Secretary..." Lin Zhiming thought of when he was in Strait City. At that time, he had a secretary in the Lin Group. However, after coming to the Imperial Capital, the secretary stayed as a senior executive in the Lin Group in Strait City.
Well, he really hadn't thought about finding another secretary in the imperial capital. Now that Niu Huateng mentioned it, Lin Zhiming suddenly felt that it was necessary to find a secretary. After all, his status was different now, and he couldn't answer all his calls by himself.
Let’s talk?
In fact, strictly speaking, Dong Jian is regarded as a secretary, and many things are relayed to Lin Zhiming through him. However, Dong Jian has too many things to do, so if he is used as a relay, it seems that he is a small talent but a big use.
"It seems like I really need to find a secretary for myself!" Lin Zhiming secretly made a decision.
After about ten minutes, several people walked into the lounge.
The leader of these people was Zhao Meng, followed by several men holding equipment.
Zhao Meng looked around at the door of the lounge, and when he saw Lin Zhiming, he walked straight over.
"Mr. Lin." Zhao Meng stood in front of Lin Zhiming and nodded to Lin Zhiming as a greeting. Then she looked at Niu Huateng next to Lin Zhiming and said, "Mr. Niu, you are here too."
"Well, I'm going to attend a meeting with Mr. Lin." Niu Huateng explained simply.
"You guys take a few shots now. What we want to record is Mr. Lin's daily life. This is daily life." Zhao Meng said.
"Yeah!" The ones holding the machines immediately turned on the machines and started taking pictures of Lin Zhiming in the lounge.
Lin Zhiming was still a little uncomfortable with it, but with his strong heart, he didn't show it at all.
"Mr. Lin, are rich people like you very busy on weekdays and need to travel between different cities?" Zhao Meng asked sitting next to Lin Zhiming.
This question was considered a normal question in Lin Zhiming's eyes. He crossed his legs, paused for a second or two and then said with a smile, "Since you want to make more money than others, you must naturally be busier than others."
"But I think there should be many people who yearn for a busy life like you. After all, you can just go to any place and make money that others can't make in several lifetimes." Zhao Meng said.
"Everyone has his or her own life, and how much money you make is not everything in life. I shuttle around and come and go quickly, but I can't slow down and appreciate the scenery along the way like other people." Lin Zhiming said.
Zhao Meng was a little surprised when he heard Lin Zhiming's words. He didn't expect that Lin Zhiming could say such literate words.
In his opinion, there are two kinds of people in this world: ordinary people, one is businessmen, and the other is warriors.
Lin Zhiming combined these two things into one, and achieved it to the extreme. Therefore, in Zhao Meng's eyes, Lin Zhiming was a person who was vulgar to the extreme.
Slowing down and enjoying the scenery along the way is not very literary, but coming from Lin Zhiming's words, it is already very amazing.
"Does Mr. Lin have any other pursuits now? I mean besides material things and martial arts." Zhao Meng asked.
"World peace." Lin Zhiming said.
"World peace?" Zhao Meng was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Mr. Lin really likes to joke. Today's world, especially our Dragon Kingdom, is so peaceful. Do we still need to pursue it?" Zhao Meng said.
Lin Zhiming shook his head. The world seemed peaceful, but undercurrents were surging. However, he had no way of telling Zhao Meng these words.
"Does Mr. Lin have some more lofty ideals?" Zhao Meng asked.
"I feel that calling an ideal the word "lofty" is disrespectful to the ideal. How can an ideal be noble or humble? Some people regard three meals a day as an ideal, some people regard traveling around the world as an ideal, and some people regard a group of wives and concubines as an ideal.
As an ideal, some people regard loving only one person in their life as an ideal. These ideals are what people yearn for and pursue. Why should we divide them into noble and humble?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Zhao Meng was stunned.
She didn't expect that Lin Zhiming could say such seemingly reasonable words.
"I think you have fallen into a misunderstanding. You always think that only romance, short-term love, or saving people are noble. Therefore, you have always been prejudiced against me, thinking that I am an overly pragmatic and secular person."
Lin Zhiming said.
Zhao Meng's face froze slightly and said, "I don't think so."
Lin Zhiming waved his hand and said, "I know what you young and artistic women think. In your eyes, you pursue romance and are even willing to go through fire and water for the so-called romance. You think you are great and your pursuit is noble.
So you can't stand those people who are obsessed with material pursuits. This sense of superiority is a bit similar to that of traditional writers to online writers. Traditional writers feel that the things they write are full of literary talent, poetic and connotative, and can be remembered through the ages.
, so they despise the popular things written by Internet article writers, and feel that they are just selling vulgarity. They feel that Internet article writers have no other pursuit except making money. Under such circumstances, Internet article writers have gained higher
Market recognition and making more money have led to a serious imbalance in the mentality of many traditional writers. When the mentality becomes imbalanced, they will engage in self-hypnosis and think that a writer should write things that are not suitable for the public.
, only in this way can one's thoughts appear unique and extraordinary, but in the final analysis, it is nothing more than jealousy."
"Jealous? You mean...I'm jealous of you?" Zhao Meng asked with his eyes widened as if he had heard some incredible joke.
"Of course, you think that what you are pursuing is so noble, and I am just a vulgar businessman and vulgar warrior, but I have huge wealth and a very high status. This gap makes you jealous of me.
, that’s why you have always been prejudiced against me." Lin Zhiming said.
"Mr. Lin, although what you said seems to make some sense, I still want to say that I am not jealous of you. At my age, I have also achieved many achievements that my peers cannot achieve by relying on my own efforts.
I think I am already a very outstanding person, so I will not be jealous of you, nor am I prejudiced against you." Zhao Meng said seriously.
"Do you rely on your own efforts?"
Lin Zhiming smiled, shrugged, and said nothing more.
Zhao Meng straightened her clothes with some dissatisfaction, then looked at the colleague next to her and said, "Did you take pictures of everything?"
"It was photographed," said my colleague.
"Right or wrong, after the show comes out, the audience will naturally make their own judgment." Zhao Meng said to himself.
It seemed that she was talking to herself, but everyone around her knew that she was talking to Lin Zhiming, but Lin Zhiming did not answer the words. The reason why he said those words just now was just to expose Zhao
It's just the nature of people like Meng. Since Zhao Meng doesn't admit it, he won't say anything more. Anyway, there won't be much intersection.
Just then, a beautiful steward walked over from the side.
"Mr. Lin, our plane has been approved to take off. Please come with me to board the plane." The flight attendant smiled and said to Lin Zhiming.
"Yes!" Lin Zhiming nodded, glanced at Zhao Meng and said, "Aren't you going to record my daily life? Come on, follow me on the plane and show you the life of ordinary people."
After saying that, Lin Zhiming put his hands in his pockets and walked forward behind the steward.
"Let's go!" Zhao Meng said in a deep voice.
Several colleagues nearby packed their things, and then the group got on Lin Zhiming's private plane together.
This was Zhao Meng's first time taking a private plane. As soon as she got on the plane, she was overwhelmed by the luxury on the plane.
The whole plane exudes the aura of wealthy people everywhere.
"Go take some shots." Zhao Meng said to her colleagues.
Immediately, someone took pictures on the plane with a machine.
Not long after, the plane took off and headed to Xiahai City.
On the plane, Zhao Meng sat opposite Lin Zhiming and asked, "Mr. Lin, how much does your plane cost?"
"It's about one billion, and the annual maintenance cost is about ten million." Lin Zhiming said.
"One billion? The maintenance fee is ten million a year?" Zhao Meng was stunned by Lin Zhiming's words.
"How many?" Lin Zhiming asked with a smile.
"If this billion is used to support children in mountainous areas, how many people will be able to go to school and how many people will be able to improve their physical fitness. Mr. Lin, don't you think this is a luxury?" Zhao Meng couldn't help but ask.
"Here we go again." Lin Zhiming couldn't help but rolled his eyes. Zhao Meng had just asked a few non-brainful questions. He thought Zhao Meng was already normal, but he didn't expect to ask such a brainless question again.
come out.
This kind of question is most likely to appear under some Douyin videos showing off wealth, and the people who ask questions are generally mentally retarded.
"Let me tell you a joke." Lin Zhiming looked at Zhao Meng and said with a smile, "A reporter asked a passerby if he gave you 100 million, would you use it to help the poor? The passerby said yes, and then the reporter
Then he asked, if you were given a car, would you share it with others? The passerby said no. The reporter asked, "You will use 100 million to support the poor. Why won't you share the car? What do you think the passerby said?"
"
"How to answer?" Zhao Meng asked.
"I have a car. Hahaha." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.