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140. The Poets' Gathering

After visiting Zhanlong, 36 students went back happily. On the third day, this incident was published in the "Huaxia Education News" and caused quite a stir. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the teacher affiliated with the National People's Congress

Among the two accompanying pictures sent to the Education Newspaper, one shows the scene of students visiting the Dragon Warrior and gathering to play games. The other shows the scene of students eating hamburgers and drinking Coke in the cafeteria.

All children have a game heart in their hearts. When delicious food and games appear in one place, they are full of envy and envy for those who can visit Zhan Long. For a time, Zhan Long received numerous invitations from universities, primary and secondary schools in the capital.

Inquiring phone calls and letters, they also want to organize student visits like the Renmin University Affiliated School.

However, Zhan Long followed Su Budong's instructions and declined the application for study tours, and expressed his apologies to these schools. After all, Zhan Long could not provide reception every day, which affected their main business. But for major universities such as Qingbei Renmin University

, Zhan Long still made an opening, promising that they would have such an opportunity every quarter in the future and would give priority to their students.

Su Butong has selfish motives, and Zhan Long also has selfish motives.

This kind of selfishness is to compete with the government and enterprises for people. This kind of open day publicity that allows students to experience it first-hand is more moving than any recruitment on paper.

Su Butong believed that now he was the one grabbing people, and in the future it would be others vying to fight the dragon. It would be his turn to mobilize people.

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Lin Muyu made a new plan based on the picture he drew yesterday. Then when he was about to refine the goals on the plan, Su Butong came over.

After Su Butong completed the game of "Dragon Ball", he had already sent people to hand it over to Nintendo to prepare the production and release of the game. There were still a few days before that to see the feedback from college students who tried it out.

"Are you free tonight?" Su Butong asked.

"I'm going to finish the work at hand, and then go to Xiangjiang next week to find a classmate of mine. He has joined a business information company in Xiangjiang and can help us handle the business of offshore subsidiaries." Lin Muyu turned around.

The pen in his hand, then put the pen down and said.

"There is a poet's party tonight, and there will be a dance after the party. I would like to invite you to go with me." Su Butong was harassed N times by calls from Hai Sheng, saying that as long as Su Butong went to that poet's party

Party, the update of "Zichuan" this month can be reduced by half. In order to reduce the workload, Su Butong decided to attend this so-called poet's party. After all, he will be busier starting this month.

"I'll think about it, but just informing me now is not polite to a lady." Lin Muyu happened to be a little upset because there were too many data. It had been a few days since he came to the capital and he hadn't gone out yet. It was indeed a bit confusing.

I couldn't help myself. So even though I was a little angry at Su Butong for notifying me of this matter at short notice, I was not opposed to attending the party Su Butong mentioned.

Su Butong remembered that the 1980s was called the age of poetry. Because poetry and literature were the mainstream of this era, a person who did not know a few poems was vulgar, and a literary young man who had not read a few world literary masterpieces could not participate.

Discussed. The whole of China is immersed in ideals, and all people write poems and novels. An old woman in her 80s can be a female poet. This era is the best era for poetry.

Many people miss the 1980s because the entire country was in pure ideals, poetry and distant dreams. The value of social recognition does not lie in the amount of money earned, but in the highest spiritual pursuit. Workers

, Scientists, doctors, soldiers, teachers, farmers, artists, their professions are all noble. Professions are just differences in the social division of labor, and there is no distinction between high and low.

Su Butong doesn't think there is anything wrong with this view. No one has the right to laugh at other people's dreams.

Compared with the future, everything is about money. This kind of straightforward and somewhat fucked up values ​​​​are infinitely better.

Is it good to have money? That’s great. But everything has a node, or it’s called a degree.

If it is excessive, the happiness that money can bring to people will be limited.

There is a concept called "marginal effect" in finance. This marginal effect is an analogy: earning the same 1,000 yuan, for a poor person, the happiness that 1,000 yuan can bring to him is the same as the happiness that it can bring to a rich person.

Different. Buying a luxury bag brings different happiness to a person who earns 30,000 yuan a year and to a person who earns 3 million yuan a year. Money can bring personal happiness in the early stage, but when the money is too much, it becomes

When one person bears the burden, money brings trouble.

Maybe many people don't understand the troubles that come with having money, and think that rich people are just moaning for nothing. In fact, it's not that they are moaning for nothing, but that money can no longer bring them happiness at this time, and the emptiness in their hearts invades them all the time. They start to envy them.

Why can ordinary people be happy about buying a computer or a motorcycle? The money earned by the rich eventually turns into a bunch of numbers. Will they be happy in front of a bunch of numbers? Will they be happy to see a set of numbers every day?

Are you happy with the number of digits floating up and down?

Su Butong is still happy now because he still has unfulfilled dreams. Making money has never been his goal, it is just a reward for his efforts. Because he has goals and knows what he wants to do, this is what he wants

The luckiest thing.

Lin Muyu changed her clothes and appeared on the stage, which made Su Butong a little surprised. She wore an azure one-shoulder lotus leaf skirt. The lotus leaf skirt was painted with a gorgeous print of fireworks, and the edge of the skirt was gauze.

, wearing a pair of white high-heeled shoes with diamonds on her feet. She wore a starry gray woolen coat with a starry sky gray woolen coat. She had a pair of gold tassel earrings on her ears. She wore cinnabar-orange lipstick on her lips.

Gorgeous and stunning, a supreme beauty.

In particular, Lin Muyu took off the black-rimmed glasses she had been wearing and wore a pair of contact lenses.

It's like a different person.

Su Butong couldn't help but sigh that creation had given the most beautiful things to Lin Muyu. Lin Muyu walked up to Su Butong, took Su Butong's arm, and felt a gust of fragrance coming from beside him.

"My President, shall we go to the party?" Lin Muyu blew a breath into Su Butong's ear. Su Butong's heart beat faster than expected.

"Fairy." Su Butong cursed secretly. He went downstairs with Lin Muyu, helped Lin Muyu open the car door, and agreed with the driver to go to a small bar next to the Workers' Stadium.

When had the team driver ever seen a girl as dressed up and beautiful as Lin Muyu? She almost couldn't drive when she looked in the rearview mirror.

Su Butong smiled and scolded: "Look at your potential, let me drive the car properly."

The driver was not embarrassed at all and said with a smile: "My fair lady, a gentleman is very timid. If you don't get what you want, you should sleep hard to get it. This is what our ancestors said."

When Su Butong heard this, the driver started reciting poems.

Lin Muyu didn't mind at all and asked the driver: "Is my outfit okay today?"

The driver said honestly: "I don't know how to describe how you dress, but I know that Miss Lin, you are much more beautiful than the stars in the pictures."

Lin Muyu touched her face with regret after hearing this: "It's a pity that some people in the company are blind and cannot see the beauty of others."

Su Butong immediately became unhappy after hearing this: "Why is there such a person? Who is it? I must let him know that Miss Lin Muyu is both beautiful and talented."

Lin Muyu smiled half-heartedly and said, "Then I didn't hear anyone praise me."

Su Butong sighed and said: "The spring breeze is not as good as yours, Muyu, I dare not praise you because I am afraid that I will commit a crime."

Lin Muyu's eyes lit up and he said: "Tch, with your stupid look, I won't give you a chance to commit a crime. But this poem is really good, I have never heard it. The spring breeze is not as good as yours, this
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