What exactly are you trying to say? " Xu Qian asked.
"I remember that you seemed to tell me that the number of people in your live broadcast room has dropped for a while."
"Then what?"
"Then you suddenly met your Prince Charming, who is excellent in every way, and can just give you what you have been longing for all this time, take you to live on the fourth floor, and if there are no accidents, you will agree to him Propose, announce it on air, say goodbye to your fans. It also keeps you out of the public eye, which is what they want, because it means whatever happens to you next, it won’t Someone knows."
"How is this possible? Even though the number of people in my live broadcast room has been declining, there are still more than 400,000 people." Xu Qian said.
"But once you retire, these people will soon flock to other live broadcast rooms, and you know this very well, right? People may talk about you in the first few weeks, and news of you marrying into a wealthy family appears in the newspapers, but Soon, the heat will die down, and in a few months, except for die-hard fans like electric sheep, most people will forget your name."
Xu Qian was dumbfounded. As a newcomer all the way up to now a well-known anchor, she certainly knows how cruel this industry is. The most important thing here is all kinds of newcomers waiting for the top, not to mention her, even Tang, who was once a smash hit and set a series of records in live broadcasting and was hailed as the most perfect anchor, is rarely mentioned anymore.
But Xu Qian still couldn't accept Zhang Heng's speculation.
Especially when there is a yearning life that is within reach on the one hand and a terrifying abyss on the other, it is not difficult to choose what to believe.
Xu Qian took two steps back and said to Zhang Heng, "I've seen what you want me to see, it's time to go back."
"But you still have something to read," Zhang Heng said, "You think that the boss of Fuji, Jiang Hong and the landlord have conspired to deceive you, so why don't you go to your distant cousin, you said she used to be with you I worked in Fuji, and later I broke up with you because of the anchor, but no matter what, she and you are related by blood, why don't we go to her to confirm?"
"I won't go to her, you're right, we've broken up, and we'll never meet again in this life." Xu Qian threw the cigarette in her hand to her feet and stamped it out, "Okay , I don’t care who you are looking for next, anyway, I don’t want to stay here for a second, look at this ghost place, the streets and air here are terrible, I’m going back to the third floor.”
After Xu Qian finished speaking, she waved her hand to hail a taxi, got into the co-pilot's seat, and said to the driver, "Go to the station, the sooner the better, I will pay you double the fare within ten minutes."
On the other side, Zhang Heng didn't stop Xu Qian, but just stood there and watched the taxi the latter took quickly leave in front of him.
Less than two minutes later, a black SUV stopped in front of Zhang Heng.
The window on the co-pilot's seat was lowered, and Zhang Heng saw Miss F's face. Miss F's words were as concise as ever, and went straight to the point, "Get in the car, Mr. G wants to see you."
An hour later, the black suv had almost reached the edge of the first floor, and finally stopped in front of a huge glass house. Zhang Heng and Miss F got out of the car and looked around.
This seems to be a private garden, not too big but not too small.
Such a garden is not uncommon on the third and fourth floors, but it is quite rare on the first floor where people care more about bread and milk. All kinds of flowers and trees actually raised bees, and there were quite a few of them.
As soon as the door is opened, you can hear the buzzing sound. Thousands of bees are constantly shuttling waste among the flowers, inserting their mouthparts into the flowers to collect nectar, and returning to the hive after sucking up. He repeated this process endlessly, and in front of the beehive stood a man wearing tight clothes and a straw hat. He was busy taking out a frame from the beehive, and then used a knife to remove the honey on it. The spleen is cut off in turn and put into a wooden barrel beside it.
And after he finished all this and inserted the frame back into the hive, he straightened up and walked towards Zhang Heng.
"Welcome, we meet again." Mr. G took off the straw hat with a veil on his head, handed it along with a knife to the bodyguard beside him, and shook hands with Zhang Heng.
He seemed to be in a good mood today. Seeing that Zhang Heng was still looking at the beehive behind him, he smiled and said, "Let's just say this is one of my hobbies."
"Do you make your own honey?" Zhang Heng asked.
"No, no, honey is just a by-product. What I like is beekeeping itself, especially observing these little furry things with wings. Have you ever learned about bees? Their habits, social structure, and population characteristics?"
"Appreciate further details."
"Bees and humans have a lot in common. We both need to produce and reproduce, and in order to make these two things more efficient, we have evolved a corresponding social division of labor. You must have heard of a bee colony The duties of different bees."
"Well, I heard a little bit."
Mr. G took the water bottle handed by the bodyguard, drank a few sips, and then said enthusiastically, "Queen bee, there is only one bee in each colony. Its main duty is to reproduce offspring, and it does not need to engage in productive work. As long as you lie comfortably in the hive every day and wait for the feeding of the worker bees, it is the existence of the tip of the pyramid. And the drone bees below it, life is also good, and there is no need to bear heavy labor, after all, reproduction cannot be done by one person Yes, you'll need someone else to help.
"But the problem is that so many male peaks can only mate with the queen bee in the end. Before that, they need to fight each other to determine a winner, and the winner will die immediately after mating. It doesn't sound too good. Right. But each individual has a use in society. Finally, let us return to the worker bees."
Mr. G stretched out his hand and let a bee flying in the air stop on his finger, "It is located at the bottom of the pyramid, with a huge number, the most social division of labor, and the heaviest responsibilities, from collecting honey to keeping warm and incubating eggs, cleaning the egg room, feeding Feeding larvae, queen bees and drones, hive guards... work almost all the time, they are given a certain mission from birth, and they firmly believe that what they are doing is extremely important, but in fact they are also the most easily replaced in the entire group. "
While talking, Mr. G suddenly crushed the bee on his fingertip without warning, "Look, nothing happened, the bee colony is still functioning normally."