I Really Didn’t Want to Become a Scumbag

　　 The banqueting room on the third floor of the hotel has two European-style balconies. Song Baizhou's hands were naturally placed on Zhou Yuwen's shoulders, and Zhou Yuwen was kindly invited to change places to chat. Naturally, Zhou Yuwen would not refuse, so the two went to the balcony.

　　 One night with a starry moon, the balcony faces the large garden behind the hotel. There is a white fountain in the middle, and there is a tall plane tree on both sides.

　　 In the yard, the insects and birds screamed. Song Baizhou took Zhou Yuwen to the balcony. He took out a white metal box from his jacket pocket and opened the flip cover. It was a box of cigarettes with no redundant logos, only cigarette butts and cigarette tails.

　　 Song Baizhou pulled out one, and looked at Zhou Yuwen inquiringly: "Do you smoke?"

　　 Zhou Yuwen shook his head: "Don't smoke."

Song Baizhou smiled faintly. He held a cigarette in his hand, picked up the lighter and lit it, looked away and said faintly: "A long time ago, I was a very humble little clerk. To the south."

"At that time, I suffered a lot, was deceived by others, and sold pornographic videos next to the station. At that time, I had enthusiasm and ideals, but only passion and ideals were left at the time." Song Baizhou spit out a cigarette ring and said. .

　　 Zhou Yuwen was listening to the side, looking up into the distance without speaking. Song Baizhou said: "Your generation is happy and has material guarantees. You can pursue happiness freely, but we can't."

　　 "Every age has his own characteristics, Mr. Song, are you now also achieving success that no one else can achieve?" Zhou Yuwen said.

　　 Song Baizhou looked at Zhou Yuwen and asked: "Do you think I am successful?"

"I think it's quite successful." Zhou Yuwen checked the assets of Baizhou Group on the Internet. He didn't pay attention to it in his previous life. In this life, he probably knows that it is an overseas company, and he also knows that he has reached a strategic partnership with OneDa. It is estimated that later generations will be able to make a lot of money.

　　 Song Baizhou shook his head: "Success is not only in business, but also in many aspects. A man's success is reflected in two aspects, one is the power and wealth in his hand, and the other is the family."

　　 "President Song, you are so rich, is there still something that bothers you?" Zhou Yuwen asked.

Song Baizhou shook his head, put a cigarette between his index finger and ring finger, stretched his hand over Zhou Yuwen's shoulder, and let Zhou Yuwen look into the distance, and then slowly said: "People are selfish, and they have to look at Shu. Everyone is like this, but people get in a certain way. To succeed, it is bound to give up a family."

"I used to have a woman who loved me very much, and I also loved her very much. By then I cannot give up my ideals because of her. This world is realistic. Although many people were born in this world, they are destined to do it. A sheep who can’t bark, their requirements are very low. Just bow their heads to eat grass. They don’t want to look up at the blue sky, and they don’t care if someone cuts his wool. They think, all of this It’s all taken for granted. I’m not the same. I want to go outside to see, I want to see how high the sky is, and I want to see what’s outside of the grassland."

Song Baizhou suddenly felt emotional. He seldom talked about this to others, because no one around him would listen to this. The people he contacted were either subordinates, women sleeping with them, or business partners, who would listen. He said this.

　　 But he wants to tell, wants to talk about his life, wants to tell people how lonely he is.

　　 Song Baizhou and Zhou Yuwen told about the first half of his life, everything. He said that he was born in a rural family in northern Jiangsu, and with his own efforts, he was admitted to the civil service.

　　 "Mr. Song is also from North Jiangsu?" Zhou Yuwen asked.

　　 "Yeah." Song Baizhou nodded and continued. He thought at the time that he would be able to complete the merits of being a civil servant, but he later discovered that this was not the case.

　　 He studied hard for ten years, and his monthly salary was only a dozen yuan, but the people in the village who did not study well would have a 10,000 yuan household after a round trip to the south.

　　 The world is very unfair.

　　 What we can do is to find a path that suits us in this world.

　　 Song Baizhou did not hide from Zhou Yuwen, he said that he already had a girlfriend who loved him at the time, and he loved each other deeply.

　　 But if you stay where you are, you may only be able to drink tea at the work unit and read the newspaper from 9 to 5 in your entire life.

　　 "My first love can be regarded as a small local official. I really like this 9-to-5 job. I feel that drought and floods can guarantee income. I love her very much, but I don't think we are suitable." Song Baizhou looked at the expression on Zhou Yuwen's face.

　　 thought for a while and wanted to ask: "Yuwen, will you let your girlfriend influence your decision?"

　　 "It's hard to say, it depends on how far we are. If we talk about marriage, I think I have to consider her feelings." Zhou Yuwen thought of her mother.

　　 Song Baizhou didn't know what to say for a while: "I feel that even when it comes to talking about marriage, as long as you have faith in your heart, you shouldn't be influenced by others."

　　 "Then you are irresponsible?" Zhou Yuwen asked.

"No, I thought about staying there for three years. Our people in the same village have no culture. After only one year, we can become a ten-thousand yuan household. And I am an intellectual. I think that in three years, I am completely It can give her a better life." Song Baizhou defended.

"Then?"

"It’s just that the South is more complicated than I thought~www.readwn.com~ In three years, I not only failed, but also lost all of my net worth. During that time, I even made up two cents of phone money. Not all." Song Baizhou said.

　　 "In that case, I naturally have no face to meet her. Can you understand me? Yuwen?" Song Baizhou said, reaching out to grab Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen escaped. Zhou Yuwen didn’t know what to say. He looked at the garden in the distance and thought for a while: “Mr. Song, how do you say this, as a man, I can understand you, but I’m born in a family. Single family, my father was missing since I was young, my mother and I depended on each other, we suffered too much, the eyes of relatives, and the low self-esteem of the native family when I was studying. All this is my childhood. Today, I don’t really understand why my father would leave. I admit that I’m not a good person. I have had one or two women around me. But I think it’s understandable for a man to be with a woman, at least it should be. You need to bear the responsibility. You can’t say that because of your own ideals, you make your family suffer. I think this is wrong. What do you think, Mr. Song?"

The cigarettes in Song Baizhou's hand were already burned. Zhou Yuwen looked at Song Baizhou directly, making Song Baizhou embarrassed for a while and didn't know what to say. He could only say: "Your father might...may have the same difficulties as me? "

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