I have ten trillion licking dog gold

After properly placing the dog head, Wu Sheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, leaned against the car window on the way home, silent and with a lot on his mind.

"What are you thinking?"

Jiang Chen asked knowingly.

It was certainly not a whim that I brought the Martial Saint with me today.

What is the biggest difference between children from rich families and children from poor families?
vision.

Since Lan Peizhi agreed to let this kid stay in Donghai, no matter what plans she had for her brother's life before, at least the plans changed the moment Wu Sheng officially "settled" in Donghai.

It would be fine to be a wealthy man living in the countryside, isolated from the world and without worries. But since you are destined to be extraordinary, you should gradually recognize your true self.

Jiang Chen didn't think he was being too hasty.

He had given the Martial Saint enough time to prepare, and had also laid a series of groundwork.

It stands to reason.

These tasks should be done by Lan Peizhi, the biological sister.

Ugh.

It's really irresponsible.

"I dare not speak loudly, for fear of disturbing the gods in heaven..."

The Martial Saint was mumbling to himself, reciting poetry for some unknown reason. Then, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Chen who was driving.

"Brother, who is richer, you or my sister?"

"Your sister."

Jiang Chen said without hesitation, "Your sister will always be someone I admire."

Who was the first person to see the moon by the river?

No matter when it comes.

Even though his current achievements and strength may have surpassed the legendary Blood Guanyin.

But that first meeting with Pu Jiang will always be an indelible memory in his heart.

"If you two join forces, can you dominate Shenzhou?"

The Martial Saint asked tentatively.

Jiang Chen glanced at him and said with a smile: "What's Shenzhou? Do you want to go for a space walk? I can take you up there."

Wu Sheng let out a long sigh, and then collapsed like a puddle of mud on Chen Guang’s so-called aviation seat.

"With you guys like this, I really don't want to struggle anymore."

Why do athletes run hard?

Because I want to cross the finish line.

Not only people, but also machines need power to operate.

And what if you find that the finish line is at the starting point.

Then why are you running?

Just lie down.

“Imagination sometimes shouldn’t be too beautiful.”

Jiang Chen drove while calmly saying, "You have to understand, she is just your sister."

"Yes, she is my biological sister. We have the same father and mother, born of the same parents." Wu Sheng added seriously.

"I know you are siblings, but there should be an old saying in your village that a daughter who is married off is like spilled water. Your sister is different from your parents. Your parents' property will only be inherited by you, but your sister's is only your sister's and will never fall into your hands."

Heartbroken.

It can even be said to be cruel.

He is simply tireless in teaching.

Although no powerful person has yet subdued Bloody Guanyin, the seeds of hatred have already been planted in the heart of the Martial Saint.

It’s my sister’s, not yours.

Isn't this intentional to sow discord between her and her future brother-in-law?

of course.

Jiang definitely didn't have any ill intentions when he said this, he just didn't want this kid to just lie down and lose his fighting spirit.

He wanted to tell the Martial Saint a truth.

Rely on heaven, earth and parents...

Anyway, my sister is unreliable.

It’s better to rely on yourself than on your sister.

"My sister is not that kind of person."

The Martial Saint didn't care.

"Why? Do you think your sister is a brother-supporting demon? Don't you understand how your sister treated you before?"

"Brother, don't scare me. No matter how cruel my sister is, she won't ignore my life or death. No matter what, she will give me a jar, right?"

This is because he is thinking about the "golden jar".

"Is this all you have? Do your sworn brothers and sisters know about this?"

"If I move that urn over and put incense in it when we become sworn brothers, they will definitely be more devoted to me."

Jiang Chen was amused.

"Ugh."

As he spoke, Wu Sheng sighed long and melancholy, "I suddenly feel that it would be good if my sister never got married."

"You have a lot of ideas. Why don't you discuss it with your sister and see what she thinks."

"Brother, let me ask you something."

The Martial Saint suddenly said, turning his head.

"Are you attracted by my sister's looks or her family property?"

Taking advantage of the gap, Jiang Chen couldn't help but look at him.

This kid.

It's really too straightforward.

None of them know how to be flexible and tactful.

"Could it be that he was attracted by both your sister's looks and her family property?"

"Hey, you finally told me the truth, huh?"

Wu Sheng gave a smile that showed he had expected this.

Jiang Chen looked forward again and drove leisurely, "Would you believe me if I told you it wasn't true?"

"will not."

The Martial Saint was decisive.

"Brother, don't bully me because I'm younger. There is absolutely no such thing as pure friendship between men and women."

"I never thought of you as a child. But why can't you think that I just simply fell in love with your sister's soul?"

Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then the look in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Chen changed.

"...Brother, I am too narrow-minded."

Jiang Chen looked normal and continued driving.

Wu Sheng also stopped and did not continue this topic which was tacitly understood, or seemed to be tacitly understood to him.

"parking."

After a short silence, the Martial Saint spoke again.

Jiang Chen turned the steering wheel and pulled to the side of the road. Before he could ask, Wu Sheng unbuckled his seat belt and pushed the door open, saying, "The snacks are almost finished. I'll go buy some for Sister Liuli."

"boom."

The car door closes.

Jiang Chen smiled as he watched the boy run to a snack station.

It seems that this guy's rich love history is not entirely due to his handsome face.

He is quite attentive and knows how to care about people.

After finding a temporary parking spot, Jiang Chen waited for more than ten minutes before he saw Wu Sheng come out again.

After putting two bags of snacks into the back seat, Wu Sheng opened the door and got in the car.

"Let's go."

"You're quite generous. You bought so much." This guy must have some private money.

Not to mention others, Li Shurui will definitely give more or less.

Jiang Chen started the car.

"It's good to keep the money in the family. It all goes into Brother Jiang Chen's pocket anyway."

The Martial Saint didn't care.

"How do you know that store is mine?"

Jiang Chen was curious.

"What snack shop is so generous that it can hire Pei Yunxi as its spokesperson? When I saw Pei Yunxi's poster, I knew it was related to you, brother. Later, I asked Sister Shurui and it turned out to be true."

This kid really should not be underestimated.

"Brother, you have a really wide business."

"Thank you for taking care of my business."

"That's not true."

Wu Sheng said seriously, "I charged a thousand yuan at the snack station, not just for your sake, but also for safety reasons."

"Safety?"

"Well, the snacks sold in other stores are too dirty. The ingredient list contains a lot of additives, which is longer than our Chinese textbook. They are not selling snacks, they are simply selling poison."

“Can you read the ingredient list?”

"I didn't know that before. Our teacher taught me."

Taught by teachers from international schools?

Although the school has been restructured, most of its faculty and staff are still foreign friends.

"Does your teacher teach this kind of thing?"

"I find it strange too. When I was studying in town, no teacher ever mentioned it. Brother Jiang Chen, were you taught this when you were a child?"

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, "No."

"And they spent two classes specifically talking about it. The teacher told us not to eat food from outside, saying that the food safety problem in China was too serious. Although what he said was very obscure, I understood it.

Brother, you ate in our cafeteria last time. The food in our cafeteria is imported from abroad on a regular basis. "

“It seems that there is a reason why tuition is so expensive.”

Jiang Chen sighed.

"Since the teacher cares so much about you, please don't spread the teacher's words outside."

"I'm not talking nonsense. And brother, do you think those teachers are really doing this for our Shenzhou students? They are doing this for their children in Japan. Since we are in the same class and there is no way to avoid each other, they can only treat us equally."

After finishing speaking, Wu Sheng paused for a while. For some reason, he felt a little angry and a little discouraged.

He asked softly, "Brother, food is the most important thing for the people. Food is the most basic livelihood. Why can't you even guarantee the minimum standard of safety?"

Jiang Chen was silent.

"I've seen so many snack shops, and only your snack station has the cleanest ingredient list. But aren't you still making money? And you're so rich, so wealthy. Why do those businessmen have to make this kind of dirty money?"

The strange thinking logic of Wu Sheng made the atmosphere relaxed for a moment, and Jiang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

In fact, the question raised by this kid has already revealed the essence of the problem.

Why do businessmen, capital, and enterprises rack their brains to commit fraud?

Is it a sociopath who wants to take revenge on society?

Or is he born bad?

Obviously not.

There is one and only one reason.

Because it is profitable, or in other words, fraud can increase profits more efficiently on the original basis.

A bag of snacks, if you make them into legitimate and healthy products, will cost five dollars.

But with the help of some technology, the cost will drop sharply to half or even lower.

How to choose?
As for what impact those technologies will have on the people who consume them, that is not something that capital will or should consider.

What is the nature of capital and its value of existence?
It means seeking unlimited profits under limited conditions!
Not to mention that Mr. Jiang is a top student of economics. Anyone who has been to college should remember the theory that must be learned in Marx's class.

If the profit exceeds 50%, capital will take risks; if the profit exceeds 100%, capital will trample on all human laws; if the profit exceeds 300 ... trample on all human laws.
——It dares to commit any crime!
As for Wu Sheng, he compared himself with his brother Jiang Chen.

In fact, it is not objective.

Boss Jiang is undoubtedly an alternative and is not bound by economics.

So whenever someone uses him as a positive example, Jiang Chen never feels proud.

but.

There was still a shallow confusion in his heart.

Is the gap between earning more and earning less really that big?
To the point where you have to throw away your conscience and even your humanity?
"So now you know why your sister asked you to stay in the countryside."

Wu Sheng curled his lips and said, "Brother, aren't the food and drinks you eat also specially supplied?"

"..."

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, "We also eat out."

"Brother, do you know what my classmates said?"

When Wu Sheng mentioned this, he showed a trace of shame on his face. "They asked me why the Shenzhou people wanted to harm their own compatriots. In their country, if anyone dares to play tricks on food issues, they will be beheaded if caught."

"boast."

Jiang Chen said calmly: "They also drink nuclear waste water with gusto, but most Japanese people are unaware of it."

The knowledgeable boss Jiang has a very fair and objective stance.

The Martial Saint was suddenly speechless.

"You should learn to look at things dialectically now, and don't just follow what others say. The world has its day and night, and every place has its good and bad sides."

"Yeah, brother, you make sense. The Japs are no better than us."

The Martial Saint seemed to have regained his confidence. He turned over, stretched out his arm, and took out a small bag of beef jerky from the back seat.

"Brother, can you eat it?"

"Driving."

Wu Sheng sat down, tore off his seat belt, and started chewing it himself, not knowing whether he was influenced by Duanmu Liuli.

“How do you read the ingredient list?”

The Martial Saint turned his head.

Boss Jiang continued to concentrate on driving without looking around.

"You don't know how to do that?"

"You have a teacher to teach you, but I have never learned it."

"Click."

Wu Sheng took a bite of beef jerky and could tell that his teeth were in good condition. "Then I'll teach you when we get back. It's very complicated."

"Then how do you know that the snacks sold at the snack station are okay? You were so fast just now, you probably didn't have time to read all the ingredient lists, right?"

"You don't need to look at the snack station."

Wu Sheng raised the beef jerky in his hand. "It's just like beef. Some stores sell pork as beef, but Snack Station supports customers to test it at will. If it's fake, we will compensate you 100 times. We will also ask relevant departments to conduct tests regularly, and the inspection reports will be posted in the store for public display. Brother, you don't know that, do you?"

Jiang Chen had no idea that his business empire was so huge that the snack station was, at best, just a tiny piece of it.

Who says that “family businesses” are doomed to fail?

The most important thing is not whether there is nepotism or not, but whether there are common ideals and beliefs.

"Brother, if the product is fake, we will compensate you a hundred times. In the food industry, Snack Station was the first one to shout out such a slogan. For professional counterfeiters, this is an opportunity to get rich quickly. Moreover, Snack Station publicly announced that it welcomes professional counterfeiters to fight against counterfeits. When other stores found professional counterfeiters, they immediately drove them out violently, snatched their phones and sent lawyers' letters. This is the difference. Brother, your company's planning department is really amazing. They can think of such a trick. So during that period of time, counterfeiters flocked to Snack Station, and it became a trend. As a result, without exception, not only did they not get a penny in compensation, but they also paid for the Snack Station to create performance.

So now you can see that snack stations are all over the country, with nearly 10,000 stores.”

Hearing this, Jiang Chen looked surprised and found it funny.

"Ten thousand families?"

"Yeah. They've even moved into our town."

Wu Sheng pinched the beef jerky and said, "Brother, you should strike while the iron is hot and seize the opportunity to enter the catering industry. With the reputation accumulated by the snack station, you can count the money without doing anything."

"Why don't you stop going to school and become a planner?"

Wu Sheng slapped his thigh fiercely, "Alright!"

(End of this chapter)