Chapter 387: Work and Life (Supplement 8)

Cheng Zhao once said in front of Jing Gao at a dinner party that her father Cheng Herong was in a hurry when he faced the competition of distant express delivery under Fangyuan Group. After Jinggao made a strategic investment of 8 billion yuan in Fangyuan Group, Ronghe Group felt great pressure.

That's real liquidity! It's terrible. This is also one of Itaka's tactics in the confrontation with the Galaxy Group: to cut off its wings.

But Cheng Zhao, as a sophomore at Modu University of Finance and Economics, did not face this pressure directly. At about 11 o'clock in the morning on Friday, Cheng Zhao walked out of the teaching building after the exam, took out the mirror from his handbag, looked at Meimei himself, and called An Yi, "An Yi, what are you doing?

She has a good impression of comfort.

On the phone, An Yi was sullen and said, "I'll eat on the plane at noon." I'm on my way to the airport. I took Brother Jing's plane back to the capital. ”

"Okay, I see. Cheng Zhao hung up the phone angrily, stepped on his small heels, and walked briskly to the parking lot. He muttered, "Wooden man, I can't hear such an obvious hint?" ”

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The sky was overcast. At noon, pedestrians were in a hurry in the streets and alleys of the magic capital. For college students, the winter break begins. But for those who work, it's still early to take annual leave. Today is only the ninth day of the lunar month.

Idaka sat in the Rolls-Royce Phantom that took him to the airport, looking through his notebook and pondering slightly.

But if a person really thinks about his life, he really has to write a diary. In five or ten years, you look back at these diaries and realize your growth.

In addition, there is a question involved here, how does a person die?

Generally, a person needs to die three times. The first time, I stopped breathing and my mind collapsed. Death in a biological sense. The second time, people attend your funeral. You will die in the social network.

The third time, you are forgotten by people. There is no trace or memory of you in this world. This is the final step, real death.

During the Song Dynasty, there was a person named "Wei Ming Anhui" in Western Xia, who successfully passed on his name to future generations through his tomb and the few words on the stone tablet.

And keeping a diary will probably have the effect of delaying your third death. I don't have any other hope in this life, I just hope that it will last a few days... Hey, the master is so straightforward!

Of course, some people's diaries will be written for a long time! This is not diverted by their will and the praise of their fans. Let's look at the evaluation of China's rise? History will make a fair evaluation.

Old witch!

Remember, one of the core connotations of Chinese civilization is the "culture of shame", not the "culture of sin". Of course she didn't break the law, but she was lying, she was slandering. Isn't this shameful? Qin Hui is still kneeling by the West Lake! Millions of people will have a scale in their hearts! As long as the inheritance of Chinese civilization continues.

Jing Gao went out in the morning and greeted Jiang Zi and said goodbye. After arriving at the airport, he joined An Yi, who returned on the same plane, and as soon as he got on his private jet, Gulfstream G650, he received a call from Ouyang Wan, "Mr. Jing, get on the plane, right?"

Ouyang Wan called to say goodbye to him.

Jing Gao and Ouyang Wan chatted for a while, and then there were phone calls or WeChat messages one after another, all of which meant farewell. There was also Chen Qingshuang sent: Mr. Jing, the journey is smooth!(Bixin expression) (red lip expression).

He had already kissed Chen Qingshuang in the car at noon yesterday and controlled the ball.

At this time, after accelerating, the plane took off into the air and spread its wings and flew high through the white clouds. It's like going straight up to the sky.

In the midst of this accelerating, weightless feeling, Jing Gao suddenly understood the question that had been circling in his mind since he came to the Demon Capital: why was he so busy?

His thinking about the future of life is generally guided by one thought: Maslow's needs theory. He was set directly on the fourth level of need: the need for respect. Self-esteem and the desire to be respected by others.

And now, his status and power in the rivers and lakes have obviously met this level. According to this theory, he should pursue the realization of self-worth next. But he knew very well in his heart that he had no motivation to pursue becoming the richest man in the world!

Shenhao, who is infinitely stuck in hand, lacks the motivation to make money and pursue profits!

So, Itaka now understands the flaws of this Maslow's hierarchy of needs. It's not so exhaustive.

First, he is now in business, not pursuing a sense of accomplishment by making money. Instead, he wants to achieve the status, power, and energy that matches the richest man in the world!

Otherwise, how could there be so many people who cared about his itinerary and made him feel that the world was full of goodwill?

He hasn't really tasted power yet. After all, there are some restrictions in the country. In capitalist countries, it is different. According to the books he reads, men like to be in power. A husband can't be without power for a day.

The same goes for him.

Second, he goes into business, and there is something called affection that drives him. He was on the line with that netizen a few days ago. You say that China can't build a lithography machine, right, I'll make it for you! I'm a hanger, why don't you try it?

Therefore, his path to heroism and his life goal may have to be changed. The need to divide into two lines, work and life.

Happy and enjoyable life, this is his idea. Hard work, this is also a reality that must be faced.

Of course, he will try to reduce his working hours.

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"Mr. Jing, your lunch is here. The beautiful and slender stewardess bent down to set the lunch on the table in front of Idaka with a fragrant breeze.

A simple lunch is a bowl of instant noodles cooked with eggs and meatballs. The side dishes are pickles and green beans.

"Thank you. Jing Gao's thoughts came back, smiled slightly, and said, "Can you add my WeChat?"

The beautiful flight attendant was immediately stunned. Because the normal grammar should be "Can you add your WeChat?" But, this top rich man who owns a private jet, he is so young, shouldn't he say that?

The flight attendant immediately blushed slightly, this kind of invitation often means... I, I have a boyfriend. took out her mobile phone from the uniform pocket of China Southern Airlines, scanned the mobile phone with the QR code opened on the dining table, and sent out an application to add friends.

Jing Gao clicked through, and immediately transferred a red envelope of 10,000 yuan to her, saying, "Tip for you." Thank you for your service. ”

The flight attendant was relieved, and she felt an unspeakable loss in her heart. Gracefully and delicately smiled, "Mr. Jing, thank you." ”

After Jing Gao teased the beautiful flight attendant, he was in a good mood and beckoned: "Xiaoyi, sit down with me." ”

An Yi came over with a plate, and he ordered Western food: steak, pasta, champagne. Sitting opposite Jing Gao, "Brother Jing..."

Jing Gao said: "I want to separate the relationship between Haiyi Group and Galaxy Group. Although I have some agreement with your mother, I will not involve you. But I'm going to fight her right away. So, I need to let you know and give you a choice to stay with Uber. ”