Dream.

If you have good dreams, of course you will also have nightmares.

Recently, I don’t know why, maybe it’s just the feeling of uneasiness that lingers in my heart that has swept the old nightmare.

Everything is something that has happened before, like a key, opening up the memories that have long been sealed in my heart.

This is not very beautiful.

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From what I can remember, the deepest emotion for me is disgust.

I hate everything around me.

Dislike the depression that makes people breathe in pain in this mansion, dislike the maid and the aunt in charge, the expressions on the faces of the maid and the supervisor, dislike the self-contained but full of loopholes, dislike the classmates who surrounded him for no reason, dislike the teachings of his parents...

I even feel disgusted with my own existence, and even feel disgusted when I hear people calling out the name Mo Ranqiu.

Why do people like me still live in this world?

The scene in the dream is very strange, just like watching, but the mood is being watched, and the mood is being acted upon.

The people around me are very interesting, and I don’t know what it is. All I noticed are the despicable people in human nature.

For example, my tutor.

I thought a middle-aged woman.

His hair and clothes are very meticulous, with eyes, and he usually has a rigorous and fair manner.

But this person has a meaningful habit.

I always like to say, "You see, it's all your excellent education that your wife can educate such excellent children."

The situation of this sentence comes from being slapped because the math exam is not a full mark.

At the same time, when she said this, her eyes looked at me, all of which were gloating.

‘Look, this is a person, one in front of others and another behind his back.’

Coincidentally, the same is true for my piano aid.

My mother likes strict discipline, meticulous training, written summary, and organized plans.

And this young female college student is also very interesting.

‘Ranqiu is still not good enough. She seems to always think about playing, not working very hard. I think she still has a lot of room for improvement. After all, her family gives her such a good environment, I think she should practice harder.’

After saying that, I discussed with my mother about increasing class hours.

I used to argue with my mother after I left the training, but in fact, in my mother's opinion, I was indeed not working hard enough.

Because during the practice class, I went to the bathroom twice and went to the kitchen to drink water three times.

Diligence seems to have hooked up with machinery.

And this sparring trainer is one of the culprits who made me withdrawn in my childhood.

I said without fear at all that I still hate this person today.

Of course, with my current status, I even disdained her with the red money I had in my hand.

The karma is unhappy at all.

This sentence is the conclusion I came to after investigating that she tried to covet a wealthy man but was cheated of 200,000 yuan.

‘When someone who thinks he can plot against others is often not far from the bottom of his fall when he is proud.’

This is the father's words.

As a qualified and perfect businessman, although he cannot believe what he says, he should regard it as the truth and comprehend all his life.

‘Be careful when speaking and doing things, and be quick, accurate and ruthless when taking action, and hold on to the key points. The most important thing is that a dog that bites people never barks, and a truly well-educated person will never show his glory and wealth.’

It makes sense, but this doesn't seem like the reason why Christmas only gives me two dollars.

Although it is very memorable to say that the two dollars are worthy of memorial.

banquet.

Oh by the way, damn banquet hall.

Dreams are always magical, for example, at this moment, I clearly realized, 'I am dreaming'.

Because clearly, just during the day today, I went to Windsor Castle to visit the private palace of the British royal family and had a pleasant picnic.

The banquet seemed to be the fuse for me to begin to hate the whole world.

This is not my autistic self-pity, but I really feel that it is ‘but so’ and ‘bore’ when I see it too much.

When I was young, I didn’t know very well how much my family was and what position I was in, but judging from the feedback I received at the banquet, it seemed that I was a high-ranking celebrity.

Praise seems to be the least valuable thing at the banquet, and these seem to be their means to get closer.

Low-level, but extremely useful.

I have witnessed people who can attract attention for half a million dollars.

Very interesting.

When I was a child, I felt it was strange and difficult to accept, but since I realized that I was dreaming and recalling the memory, I also felt that the long sleep that was deeply impressed here was really interesting.

If a daughter is a tool that can be traded, she will win over the man's thoughts, and that is profitable.

Even if you can't win over it, as long as you get the red book and sit in the position of your wife, you will be able to rely on your ability and be in office for one day.

I used to like poetry and essays more than children's animations, prose more than the Internet, and I like to sit silently in the corner and savor "Hundred Years of Solitude" more than the young ladies who have a book in their classmates.

The result of too high ideological awareness is that when facing these improper behaviors, I feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart and even nausea.

The three views and sense of justice that had just been shaped by classic works were gradually rubbed on the ground by these so-called "mature adults".

Once, once, just like the process of grinding minced garlic in cooking.

From unswervingly gathering together to peeling off one by one, finally being cruelly crushed into slag.

Of course this is not the most interesting one.

Sometimes, my father would join me on the sidelines and talked about the activities between various "bosses" with great interest, forcing me to join the discussion group and start a debate with pocket money as a bet.

Since then, I have learned some interesting things.

And the most interesting one is.

There was once a poor but arrogant boy who couldn't afford to eat. By chance, his father fell in love with his character and put him in the workshop of his subsidiary to work and fund a certain amount of living expenses.

Five years later, he learned from his father's interesting "human behavior observation" that he became the boss of his subsidiary.

And today, ten years later, he came for the company's business.

In the end, in the game with my father, I lost my 50,000 pocket money.

The question is: "Do you think he will be a good boss?"

I thought about it and answered "Yes."

"Because he came to this factory when he was unable to eat, and those who climbed up from the bottom should understand the feelings of the workers at the bottom, so empathize with him and put him in his heart, and he will definitely be a good boss."

However, my father's words made my small vault, which was not very wealthy, worse.

"The subsidiary he runs is going to go bankrupt and has caused a big fuss because of the fight."

"Concrete..." At this time, I realized that after the unacceptable results, there were more things to do.

"He exploited the workers' wages, only 1,500 yuan a month. The workers stopped on strike because of the sudden salary cuts and wanted to raise their wages.

But this man was very powerful. He brought a group of people to beat the workers, three seriously injured one ICU, and now he was sued. He wanted to come over to ask me for help, and when he clinked the glasses before, he still hinted at me, saying that we were wearing pairs of pants, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

My father’s smile at that time is something I still can’t forget.

Brilliant and full of irony.

"Want to know why he will end up like this now? Do you know why I didn't help him?"

My father's tone was like an old naughty boy telling a joke, extremely eccentric.

"Why."

I asked this with all my ties.

After all, comforting the family and using part of the funds to reconcile personnel is not a big problem. Compared with money, for this businessman, the reputation and management of the company should be put first at this time.

My father's rare move must have a reason.

"There was a protest in the factory that wanted to raise wages. The former boss said that it was 'not possible', but some workers took the lead in the uprising and wanted to raise wages."

"He's the leader?" I asked.

"No, on the contrary, on the day of the uprising, he made a lot of jokes about the people who were uprising. Even when I watched the broadcast, I was timid. It was ridiculous."

As he said that, my father smiled happily again.

"In the end, it was obvious that the uprising failed, but was noticed by the company's superior department. The boss was transferred, the company raised the salary but also laid off employees. The group of people who left were all those who revolt. Then he was naturally transferred to another place for his contribution to protecting his kindness and promoted his former leader, so he achieved such results all the way."
To be continued...