Acting is something that actually everyone has.

In the workplace, in our daily lives, each of us plays the role we are accustomed to, whether it is an employee, a son, or a father. Therefore, acting is not only for actors, but to be precise, it is a theory that all people with wisdom will practice.

The actor's performance can't go beyond this cognition.

Of course, unlike ordinary people, professional actors must have very good understanding skills in addition to receiving professional training, after all, acting is not an easy thing, life is not only about what is in front of you, but also wet and ......

Well, that's a long way off.

All in all, in Zhao Fusheng's opinion, there are some things that he should say to his father, and there are some things that he doesn't need to worry too much about.

But about SARS, Zhao Fusheng felt that he should let his father pay attention to it, after all, in the future, this will be a major event that will affect the entire country.

Regardless of whether there is a certain country behind this as a black hand, for all the descendants of Yan and Huang, this is a test.

And Zhao's father, after listening to Zhao Fusheng's narration, the expression on his face was quite ugly.

"What you say, it's all true?"

Dad Zhao looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked slowly.

Although the son does not lie, the question is, what Zhao Fusheng just said sounds too ridiculous, a contagious disease that may sweep the whole country, serious and even cause death, what is the situation?

"Rumors are already starting to spread on the Internet, so you can ask someone to check it out. Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I'd rather hear all the alarmist words, but now it seems that this matter is not so simple." ”

He is telling the truth, SARS is known as atypical pneumonia in China, and it first appeared in the Deshun area of Guangdong Province, and since December, people have been hospitalized because of the infection, even medical staff.

That is, in about a period of time, the news about SARS circulated on the Internet, but because of the lack of understanding of the condition, the relevant comments were very confusing and did not attract people's attention, except for Zhao Fusheng, who had been paying attention to collecting news, no one knew what level of chaos this would bring to the country.

Zhao Fusheng knows better that with the beginning of this month, some critically ill patients will be sent to Yangcheng for rescue, and after the Spring Festival,

Rumors that smoked white vinegar and drinking banlan root can prevent strange diseases have risen, and there are hints of rushing to buy them in the market. The scary time of the rush to buy wind. Usually, a large bag of banlan root under ten yuan soared to thirty or forty yuan, and the price of white vinegar also climbed steadily, from ten yuan to eighty yuan and one hundred yuan. On the same day, a photojournalist actually took a historical photo of a bottle of white vinegar for 1,000 yuan.

Everybody is crazy!

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng didn't want to see that scene appear.

But he was helpless, because he was not a big man after all, and what he could do was to try to protect the people around him and tell them that some rumors did not need to be believed.

At least Zhao Fusheng knows that the degree of attention paid to the epidemic in China is actually insufficient.

Zhao Fusheng didn't understand some of the rules in officialdom, but after reading so many books and decrypting documents circulating on the Internet, he could guess some more or less.

It is nothing more than the thinking of bullying the superiors and concealing the subordinates, turning big things into small things, and turning small things into small things, so that some cadres choose to shirk their responsibilities in the face of the epidemic.

They don't know how far this SARS outbreak will evolve.

"What do you mean, this disease will infect us in Ninghai?" Zhao's father looked at Zhao Fusheng suspiciously, a little puzzled. In his opinion, Ninghai is too far away from Guangdong Province, how can there be anything in a place where the wind and horses are out of reach.

Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly, and helplessly explained to his father: "This disease can be transmitted through the respiratory tract, and several of my celebrity friends in the capital have all postponed their trips to Guangdong Province." ”

"It's really fake, it's so serious!" Dad Zhao immediately paid attention to this sentence, after all, if even celebrities would rather not make money than dare to go to Guangdong Province, maybe this matter may really be true.

After all, no one is going to have trouble with money.

"Well, it's serious. Zhao Fusheng looked at his father, he didn't mind making the matter more serious, so that at least it would make his father mentally prepared.

"Then what are we going to do?" Zhao's father looked at his son: "Is it possible, let's also stock up on a batch of banlan root and vinegar?"

This is the news he just heard from Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Hoarding is definitely going to be hoarded, but we can't sell it at a high price." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhao's father was stunned, and then his brows furrowed tightly, obviously he was thinking about what Zhao Fusheng said.

After all, at such an old age, social experience and experience are not low, Zhao's father is now a successful businessman, even if he is not as big as those tycoons, in fact, he also has his own ideas.

Zhao Fusheng's words, although they only made a start, Zhao's father was thinking about the specific operability of this matter.

Seeing his father pondering there, Zhao Fusheng was not in a hurry, picked up the fruit cut by his mother and ate it.

After a while, Zhao's father raised his head and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "I think this matter is still not very good, after all, it is too difficult to make a fortune in the country." ”

Blinking, Zhao Fusheng showed a satisfied smile, Daddy is still the same Daddy, he is not blinded by money, and he knows that some things can be done and some things cannot be done.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhao's father looked at his son strangely.

Zhao Fusheng said: "It's okay, Dad, we don't make a fortune, but we can't watch those illegal profiteers harm the people, don't you say?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhao's father was a little confused and didn't quite understand Zhao Fusheng's words.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "It's very simple, let's buy a lot of vinegar and banlan root, and then sell it at a low price when someone in the market raises the price." ”

"Huh?"

Zhao's father still didn't quite understand what his son meant.

Sighing, Zhao Fusheng said: "Dad, think about it, if the usual ten yuan a pack of banlan root is sold for thirty or forty, how much money can those profiteers make? What we have to do is that when someone sells thirty or forty, we can sell fifteen yuan, so that we can not only make money, but also help those in need, right?"

"But what if they come to us to buy it, turn around and sell it to others?" Dad Zhao frowned, and quickly thought of the crux of the matter.

Zhao Fusheng said lightly: "It's very simple, on our side, we can't buy a limited amount every day with our ID card." ”

Zhao's father suddenly laughed, I have to say, his son's ghost ideas are really a lot.