Roaming in the dark

Chapter 401 It took more than an hour
After paddling for more than an hour, Mr. Sun has become very proficient in paddling. At this time, they have also arrived at the central lake area of ​​Qiandao Lake, far away from all the surrounding lights. Except for the lonely starry sky above their heads, as far as they can see, they can only see In the distance, there are one or two shadowy and dark island shadows.

"Let's take a break." Mr. Sun said, and Sheng Chuncheng agreed.

Mr. Sun put away the oars and put them in the cabin, and the two of them also sat in the cabin, with blankets on their bodies, leaning against the side of the boat.The boat shook slightly, shattering the mountain shadow and the night sky in their eyes, and falling into the gleaming water.

After nearly two hours of activities on the boat, the two of them seemed to get acquainted quickly, and they were no longer so estranged.When Sheng Chuncheng looked at Mr. Sun, he was no longer the unsmiling person who even turned pale with his face, which made people feel awe.

The world outside the ship is huge, but only the small space of two or three square meters can hold them and carry them.The surrounding water compressed them into this small space, eliminating the physical distance between them, and also the psychological distance.

This is probably the best interpretation of the word "to help each other in the same boat", and it is also the reason why men always like to take women to go boating. When two people row together once, they will get closer and feel strange in their hearts.

Sheng Chuncheng and Mr. Sun sat sideways in the cabin. The cabin was so small that they couldn't even straighten their feet. They could only bend over, facing each other, their knees almost touching each other.

The cold wind blew on their faces, making their faces ache, but because the two of them had just rowed a boat and had done a lot of exercise, their sense of temperature was already a little dull.The cold wind blows, but I feel an indescribable comfort and coldness, which makes people sober.

When the two of them were talking, it was just a small talk at first, about work and daily life, but in such an environment, it was easy to deepen the topic and talk about their own experiences.

Sheng Chuncheng couldn't even think of it himself, why did he let him talk about the embarrassing days that he seldom talked to others.The misfortune of my parents, my dropping out of school, being pushed to the point of despair, and following the blind man's uncle to Hangzhou, struggling like an ant in a strange city.

Sheng Chuncheng sighed himself.

Mr. Sun patted Sheng Chuncheng's knee and said to him:
"It will be fine, Xiao Sheng. You are still young. For you, life has just begun. Everyone will experience the four words of sweet, sour, bitter, and hot in their life, but the order is often disrupted. You are so young. , Just going through these things may not be a bad thing for you. You have tasted the hardship first, and then you will have the reward after suffering.

"Hemingway said that a great writer must have a miserable childhood. Our ancestors also said, 'Heaven will send a great task to the people, and they must first suffer from their hearts and minds, work their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies. , empty body.' This is still reasonable."

"What about you?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"Me, what's wrong with me?" Mr. Sun asked.

Sheng Chuncheng said: "If I take the liberty, do you mind?"

Mr. Sun nodded and said yes.

"A friend of mine told me that despair and loneliness both have smells that can be smelled, or in other words, it will settle in a person's body, distinguishing him from everyone else." Sheng Chuncheng said, "I From you, it seems to smell this kind of breath."

"Interesting." Mr. Sun smiled slightly, "However, this statement is not unreasonable. People who have not experienced it can't say such a thing, and they can't understand it. Your friend must also have an unforgettable experience." experience, right?"

Sheng Chuncheng nodded.

Mr. Sun raised his head slightly, looked at the night sky above his head, and said nothing.Sheng Chuncheng was also silent, and the world was silent.

In the distance, a fish jumped out of the water, and with a "crash", the silence was torn apart, and then everything returned to silence.

"Xiao Sheng, I can trust you, right?" Mr. Sun asked.

Sheng Chuncheng was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"What I told you can be our secret, right?"

Sheng Chuncheng nodded: "Yes."

"Xiao Sheng, what do you think I am doing?" Mr. Sun asked.

Sheng Chuncheng thought, he is a friend of Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang, and he should most likely be a businessman, a big boss. Since he is willing to spend [-] yuan to buy Ahui's current value, which is worth only [-] yuan at most, his lavishness is also like .

But his temperament seems to be different from Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wan and Mr. Lan and Mr. Yun, all these businessmen are different.In comparison, they are more humble than him. He looks a little arrogant, much like the kind of pride that Sister Chen had before the accident.But it's not exactly the same. Sister Chen's arrogance comes from her self-confidence, while his arrogance seems to be disdainful, just not taking ordinary people seriously.

Sheng Chuncheng and Mr. Sun said: "You should be a big boss, but you don't look like it. You should be a high-ranking official, but you don't seem like it either."

"Then what should I be?" Mr. Sun asked.

"You should be somewhere in between." Sheng Chuncheng said, "I really can't guess what exactly you do."

"With good eyesight, your guess is already very reliable." Mr. Sun said.

"Then what exactly do you do?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"I am the boss of a state-owned financial institution. I won't say which one it is."

As Mr. Sun said, Sheng Chuncheng immediately thought of Sun Hong. Could it be that he is also the president of a bank like Sun Hong?But it's not like, he doesn't seem to be as hard-pressed as Sun Hong, and he's not the kind of person who is pressed to the point of frowning.

Mr. Sun then seemed to have solved his doubts. Mr. Sun pointed his hand upwards and said to Sheng Chuncheng:
"It's not the boss of a specific city or provincial financial institution, but the top one."

"That's from Beijing?" Sheng Chuncheng blurted out.

Mr. Sun didn't say yes or no, but asked:
"Xiao Sheng, in your mind, or in the eyes of the general public, shouldn't someone like me be a corrupt official? Isn't there a saying that if you are above a certain level, you can randomly pull out ten dead officials? At most, only one of them is wronged."

"This was in the past." Sheng Chuncheng said, "A few years ago, there seemed to be such a saying. Now, there should not be many people who are so aggressive and courageous in anti-corruption."

"It's hard to say how much, but it must be hidden deeper and less blatant." Mr. Sun said, "But yes, I am a corrupt official, a corrupt official without compromise."

Sheng Chuncheng laughed: "You? Not like that."

"What's not like, do you think I should look hideous, or should I write the word "corrupt official" on my face?" Mr. Sun asked.

"I think that no corrupt official will say that he is a corrupt official." Sheng Chuncheng said.

"So, that's why I told you that what I said to you is a secret between us." Mr. Sun was silent for a while, then sighed: "But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's a secret or not." gone."

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