I'm telling the truth, whether it's a country or an individual, if you want to take control of your own destiny, only powerful people can't be greedy. Otherwise, Slobodan Milosevic is the best example of the underachiever.
Speaking of this, I have to admit that, in fact, Bolshevism should be regarded as a kind of idealism. The era in which it can be brought into full play inevitably requires the people in the country and the rulers to have the same high level of consciousness and self-discipline, and such an era , Even monarchism can have surprising development momentum.
However, in this era when there is no lower limit on IQ, many reasonable things have become unreasonable, and many good things have become bad, so that some people have to lift power and democracy to the sky, Your Excellency Slobodan It was the Bolsheviks who were convicted of a national war that had no chance of winning, and eventually died of a tragic illness in the prison of the Hague Court, which was said to be a star-rated prison because they could not be released for medical treatment. I always thought that he would be given an electric chair or "shot" by democracy, but I thought of the result and did not expect the process, and this process is like a slap in the face of a democratic person who shouts that human rights are superior to sovereignty. A loud slap in the face.
"Shao Lu is right."
"Don't listen to him, he must have read too many Dungeons and Dragons novels recently."
"Speaking of this, have you two written new novels lately, such as the fourth book of Six People's Row."
"I won't tell you."
On this matter, I said to Wen Youqing in unison, and at the same time, I also appreciated Zhou Ran's two pairs of hygienic eyes.
"You two really look like a young couple."
When Zhou Ran finished speaking on his own, he leaned on the car window and hummed. He didn't know how this sentence made me feel, but I saw the "tide" red on Wen Youqing's face. Lulu, the owner with a pair of beautiful eyes looked ashamed.
"Zhou Ran, don't talk "randomly"."
"Tsk, Shao Lu, if you don't believe me, ask the classmates, they all say you are more suitable for you than You Qing and Wang."
"Really." Wen Youqing, who had been listening, blinked her eyes and stared at Zhou Ran and asked. Of course, Zhou Ran wouldn't say no. He also compared it with a match made in heaven. So Wen Youqing and I were flushed. .
"You are good at studying, you can write novels, and you are willing to help everyone. When you took the exam, you were Fukuzawa classmates, so everyone thought you were a good match." Zhou Ran looked at me and said, "To be honest, that kid from the Ji family is not good enough. Wen Xiaojiu, you are the only one who can match her, Shao Lu."
"That's something the adults decide, we still don't want to say more." I said lightly.
"The doctor is right." Wen Youqing smiled bitterly.
"You two don't have to be white before you learn to cherish." Zhou Ran said in a tone of vicissitudes of life, this pig brother also pretended to be a memory of this affection, which naturally attracted me and Wen Youqing. Shout and beat.
Noisy all the way to Qili Lane, got out of the car, the driver was shocked not to charge me.
"What if you don't charge money, you are hard work when you drive out."
"I, the rest of the family, how dare to collect money from Lu Sanshao."
Faced with my persistence, the driver tried hard to get me to let go of my hand holding the car window.
"Why can't you take my money?"
"You are a master Bai's disciple, and you are also Zhang's grandson. Master Mengping even calls you a little brother. We brothers have received the great favor of three masters, so what can we do to forget our roots."
"Have you never heard of Daen not saying thanks? Collect the money."
When this kind of incident happened, I didn't know where it was floating. I threw the money into the car window and quickly walked towards the two who were waiting at the entrance of the bar.
"Tsk tusk, I knew that the Yu family who drives a taxi will definitely not charge you."
Watching the taxi drive away, Zhou Ran, as the owner, naturally opened the bar door for me and Wen Youqing.
"Writing! See who is here."
The decoration of the bar is very simple, at first glance it is a more orthodox evening bar.
Wei Xingwen was sitting in a wheelchair and typing on sfc. He raised his head when he heard the sound, and immediately wanted to stand up in surprise.
"Doctor Lu Ren, why are you and Sister Jiu here."
"Hey! Xingwen, you guys beg!" Wen Youqing's fists were already raised, but they soon let go.
Wei Xingwen grinned: "You come to see me, I am very touched."
"What moved."
"If you want to recognize your relatives, I'll talk about it later, let me say you guys have something to drink?" Zhou Ran asked, who was looking for something in the counter without raising his head after interrupting the conversation.
Wen Youqing: "Black tea."
Me: "Juice."
Wei Xingwen: "Pure Health."
The difference between a good boy and a bad boy is really clear at a glance.
"Have you ever thought about who did it?"
Waiting for Wei Xingwen to drink a glass of beer, I shook the glass in my hand.
"Unexpectedly, at first, we thought it was Wei Xingwen who often joked with Xiao Jiu. These incidents reached Ji Xin's ears to provoke his revenge. Later we learned that Ji Xin had already been given a critical order at noon that day." Looking at Wen Youqing who was playing sfc, Wei Xingwen patted his thigh: "The other party is Lianjiazi. I put three down, but I can't put everyone down. When I think of my own legs and feet, this My life is probably over."
"Two fists are hard to beat four hands. This is the truth. Of course, if you are like Lu Shao, you are a mere gangster, it's not a problem." Zhou Ran, holding a can of Qixi, sat on the rocking chair and sighed.
"Writing, you have no enemies."
"I have thought about it, but it's not a deep hatred. If you want to say that you miss me the most, it is probably my uncle and them."
"Your relatives, don't be stupid. A few of their brothers are robbing family property. They are not brave enough to buy murderers."
"So, have you committed anything lately."
"It's been a long time since good."
"Then what is the reason for the bottom line, so that the other party is so merciless."
After listening to Zhou Ran and Wei Xingwen’s words, it seems that there is really no such thing as revenge. Thinking of this, I turned my head aside Wen Youqing helplessly, but I accidentally saw that it was placed between me and Wen Youqing. Photo album on my coffee table.
"your?"
"Well, since I was little, this is probably the only memory I have of my parents."
Listening to Wei Xingwen's words, I looked at each page. The only photos in it were photos of Wei Xingwen and his parents. In the only black-and-white family portrait, the faces of all relatives were altered in a mess.
Turning this page with a smile, a colorful photo appeared in front of me.
"By the way, Xingwen, who is she you." I asked, pointing to the girl in the photo.
"Oh, this is the object of Wei Xingwen, with a long nose and small eyes, so cute."
Seeing what I was referring to, Zhou Ran smiled worse than Grandma Wolf. Hearing what he said, I looked at the photos again.
That's right, this is not who Zhao Wenzhuo was when he was a child.
Regardless of the past and present, I despise Zhao Ziyang. The reason is not because he is rich, but because he did not have the style of being a disciple of a family. The Zhao family has been a big family since the early years of the Republic of China. Like the literary family, the Zhao family has also experienced ups and downs, but with all the emerging big families that can inherit hundreds of years of huge family business, unless they are offended by big people who can never offend, otherwise no one will underestimate his local power. , And Zhao Ziyang is just a playboy, unless he can turn "sex" throughout his life.