my old life

Chapter 2547
At this moment, surrounded by two beauties in cheongsam, with the aroma of calligraphy and ink around the tip of the nose, I feel that this ink painting is really good!
The little beauty named Wanqiu put down the brush, gently rolled up her hair by her ear, dried the rice paper and handed it over.

There is a delicateness in her gestures, this kind of delicateness is not deliberately created, but emanates from the inside out.

As the saying goes, there is a poetic and bookish spirit in her abdomen. I guess she may have a relatively high degree of education and have received education from institutions of higher learning.

"Mr. Ming, do you like this word? It is low-key but connotative, restrained is not self-cultivation...The word is like a person!"

When I heard this, I felt dizzy. When did the gangsters become so tall?

"It's okay, I don't understand this." I straightforwardly stated that I don't understand calligraphy, let alone what it means to be like a person.

As the saying goes, death is about saving face, many people will spend a lot of money for face, no matter whether they have the strength to bear or not, they will fight for face.

For many illusory things that are not specifically defined, flattery is always tried and tested, because it is one of human nature to love vanity.

"Mr. Ming is a talented person, and he has the temperament of a Confucian businessman, which is really impressive." Hongxue next to him immediately changed the subject, she looked more sophisticated.

"Yes, Mr. Ming has an extraordinary demeanor, which is really memorable." Wan Qiu agreed, and I smiled and took out a cigarette and lit it.

Now they sing and change the subject, even though I know their praise and compliments are flattery, but it sounds comfortable.

"Then guess what I do? If you guess right, you will be rewarded!" I put down the rice paper with a smile, without slapping my face to look fat.

If I had swollen my face just now to pretend to be fat, I would soon fall into their tricks, embarrassment is inevitable...

To put it bluntly, how many men who can come here to find services can know calligraphy?Most of them are nouveau riche who don't know how to pretend to understand...

Men often like to spend a lot of money for the sake of face, because people are used to using money to replenish their confidence, especially when facing beautiful women.

"I don't know how to guess..." Wan Qiu muttered coquettishly, she belonged to Xiaojiabiyu's type, with fair skin and beautiful long legs.

"It doesn't matter if you guess wrong. If you guess right, you will get [-] cash rewards!" I smiled and offered a condition, which can be regarded as a way to adjust the current atmosphere.

"I guess Mr. Ming must be engaged in a very profitable business, right?" Hong Xue looked at me thoughtfully, she seemed much more mature.

She belongs to the kind of woman who looks more glamorous, her temperament is more outstanding than her appearance, she is more temperamental, and her complexion is yellowish.

"That's right, continue." I waved my hand with a smile. If cheating can be regarded as an industry, then this industry can be regarded as a high-income industry.

It's just that the benefits and risks are directly proportional, the higher the risks, the greater the benefits, and cheaters of different grades enter different grades of venues.

"I guess Mr. Ming must have a lot of employees, right?" Wan Qiu looked at me slyly, and I knew they were gradually narrowing down the scope.

In fact, industries that do not make money cannot come to this kind of place. If there are employees, it is a company collective, and if there are no employees, it is a self-employed person... The scope is easy to judge.

"It counts." I thought to myself that if those people in Jianghu can be regarded as employees, I do already have a lot of connections.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Ming a highly educated intellectual?" Hongxue asked with a smile, she was still narrowing down my professional circle.

"No." I only have an elementary level, and I haven't even passed an advanced level. This is a regret in my life.

"Education is not as important as ability. Mr. Ming must be a very capable person." Wan Qiu smoothed things over, bringing the atmosphere back quietly.

"Actually, I think so too." Hongxue also began to smooth things over, and I smiled and nodded.

"It's okay, let's chat, I think so too...haha!"

I think that the education that everyone can receive is not useless but will not get too much. Everyone learns the same knowledge, which is not very popular in this society...

To put it bluntly, if 90.00% of people know something, there is basically no chance at all.

The thinking pattern of most people has been imprisoned in an invisible cage a long time ago, including outlook on life and values.

When entering the society and starting to contact the society, many people will feel a sense of confusion and helplessness, and even a kind of fear in their hearts.

In fact, all negative emotions come from the confidence in my heart. I don’t have the confidence because most of the things I have learned are useless.

The world is always so realistic, do you want to be your only self?Or do you want to be the 'three good disciples' that others want you to be?
"Does Mr. Ming run his own company?" Wan Qiu asked in a low voice. Based on their narrowing down the scope just now, this is a normal guess result.

"No."

"Is it a family business?"

"Not at all."

I shook my head several times in a row, and the two of them were already in a daze. Their guessing direction was wrong from the beginning.

In fact, I can understand their thinking. I am young and have no education. The people who can spend here must be rich people.

Young people with little skills and money are always reminiscent of the rich second generation...but most of the rich second generation are not playboys.

As the saying goes, the economic base determines the superstructure.

A person's education and training from an early age, his vision and pattern from his childhood experience, all are intangible assets.

When a person has a higher starting point and platform than ordinary people, and has more resources and contacts, many things that are extremely difficult in the eyes of ordinary people will become easy.

In a social family, there is always a generation to work hard. If there is no way to enjoy the advantageous resources of the previous generation, then you can only work hard for this generation.

"Mr. Ming, we really can't guess."

"It's okay, let's drink tea." I greeted with a smile, and changed the subject quietly.

I have lost a lot by taking the cheating path, but I have also gained a lot, at least I have insight that most of my peers do not have.

Hongxue put her hair up and began to show her tea ceremony skills. She was very serious about every link, but it felt like something was missing.

I have learned the tea ceremony at the Yoshikawa Mansion before, and that feeling is completely different from this feeling...the shape is similar but the spirit is not.

I am not proficient in tea ceremony skills, but I understand people's spirit, and I can see a person's eyes and demeanor even more.

If the tea ceremony is only regarded as a process and a form, but not as a culture and a ceremony, the gap between the two is not a star.

"Mr. Ming, please drink tea." Hong Xue held a cup of tea in both hands, very shallow and only a sip.

"How long have you been practicing tea ceremony?" I asked casually, feeling that she was not very professional.

"Sister Hongxue was born in a family of tea artisans. She has tasted countless kinds of tea and has been proficient in tea ceremony since she was a child!"

Wan Qiu helped to introduce, and Hongxue nodded slightly with a calm expression on her face, giving off a rather proud feeling.

"Oh? Really?" I asked pretending to be surprised, thinking that at most she was a monk halfway through.

"it is true."

"What do you think is the most important thing about drinking tea?" I asked with a smile, and for some reason I suddenly wanted to talk to her over tea.

"The quality of the tea and the temperature of the water, the right temperature can make a good cup of tea."

"I think the most important thing to drink tea is the state of mind. The same tea can taste different tastes in different moods."

I shook the teacup in my hand. No one told me these words, but the truth I tasted while drinking tea.

"Mr. Ming understands tea art?"

"I don't understand, I'm just talking casually..." I put down my teacup with a smile on my face, there is no point in arguing with them here.

It’s good to understand some things in your heart, there is no need to explain, let alone change, I am not a noble preacher, what does other people have to do with me?
For some paranoid and low-level thoughts, even if they are annoying sometimes, even if they are annoying like flies sometimes, don't correct him!
If you correct a man's mind, he can get a lot, but you can't get anything.

(End of this chapter)