If there's news of her, do you want me to tell her anything?"

"No," I said!

"Actually, it's nothing! Maybe just tell her, I bless her!"

"I'll tell her," said Mrs. Sweetie.

"I'm so glad you came to see me!"

Anyway, I think I should have been mentally prepared for this news, but it was not!

I could feel my heart pounding, my hands were cold and wet, and I just wanted to find a place to curl myself up, like the little frog that was shot and died, and I did it!

I found a bush in the backyard of a house, and I burrowed under the bush and exhausted myself!

I still seem to be sucking my thumb, which I haven't done in a long time, because my mom always says it's a sign of brain damage - unless he's a baby!

Anyway, I don't know how long I've been there, I think it's been about a day and a half!

I don't blame Cuckoo, she had to do it!

After all, I'm a brain-dead, and although some people say that their wives and husbands are brain-dead, they can never imagine what it would be like to marry a real brain-dead!

I think my feelings are mostly self-pity, because somehow I really believe that Cuckoo and I will be together one day!

So when I learned from her mother that she was married, it was as if a part of my heart was dead and would never come back to life, because getting married is not like running away!

Getting married is a very serious matter!

I cried at some point during the night, but it didn't work!

It was nearly evening when I climbed out of the bushes and returned to Jinshuihe Town!

I didn't tell anyone, because I didn't want to say it any good!

There is still some work to be done in the pond, and I will do it alone!

When it was done, it was already dark, and I made a decision - I wanted to devote myself to the seahorse business and do it desperately!

That's all I can do!

That's what I did!

That year, we made 70 million yuan not counting expenses, and the business was so big that I had to hire more people to help me run it!

One of them is the "Majin", the quartile of the university that year!

He wasn't happy with his current job as an assistant coach on a small team, so I asked him to work with the gorillas in charge of dredging and flood discharge!

I learned that the high school coach was retired, so I gave him a job, along with his two retired thug trainers, to take care of the ship and the rice head!

Not long after, the newspaper got the news and sent a reporter to interview me and make a report similar to "the brain-dead people in the countryside are out of the ground"!

The report was published on Sunday, with a photo of me with my mother and the orangutan, with the headline:

"Genuine brain wreckage finds the future in novel seafood experiments!"

Anyway, shortly after the news appeared, my mother said that we had to find someone to help her take some of the bookkeeping work off the books, because we were making too much money!

I did think about it for a while and decided to contact Mr. Chess Idiot because he had been making a lot of money in business before he retired!

He was glad I called him and he said he would catch the next flight!

A few weeks after Mr. Chess arrived, he said we had to sit down and talk!

"Zhou Bo," he said, "what you've done here is really remarkable, but it's time for your career to be serious and do some serious financial planning!"

I asked him what his financial plan was, and he said:

"Invest, diversify! Listen to me, according to me, your profit in the next fiscal year will be about a billion!

In the next year, it will be nearly three billion!

Such high profits must be reinvested, or the IRS will tax you completely! Reinvestment is the essence of trade in Paradise Nation!"

And so we did!

Mr. Chess Idiot is in charge of everything!

We have set up several companies, one is "Zhoubo Seafood Company", the other is "Orangutan Standard Company", and the other is "Mama Seahorse Food Co., Ltd."!

In other words, 3.5 billion profits became 5 billion, and after another year, 8 billion, such a multiple growth, four years later, the business became a business with an annual profit of millions of dollars!

Today, we have nearly 3,000 employees, including "Shig Shell Lang Daisen" and "Tree Root", who have been in the judo ring for a long time, and we arrange for them to carry wicker boxes in the warehouse!

I tried all sorts of ways to find Tarzan, but he disappeared without a trace!

Instead, we found the judo manager, Redhead, and put him in charge of PR and advertising!

He followed Mr. Chess's advice and actually hired Hepburn to shoot a TV commercial for us - they dressed her up as an octopus, and she danced and said, "An octopus is an octopus that has tasted an orangutan!"

All in all, the business is doing very much!

We have a fleet of refrigerated trucks, as well as a fleet of seahorse, crab and fish fishing boats!

We have our own packing plant, an office building, and also invest heavily in real estate such as shopping malls and oil & gas leases!

We even hired Shakespear, the holy language teacher at the genius university, who was fired for molesting his classmates, and we made him a chef at his mother's food company!

We also hired Colonel Hook, who was swept out of the Marines after my Medal of Honor tour!

Mr. Chess Idiot puts him in charge: "Secret Activity"!

Mom found someone to build us a big house!

Because, she said, a business executive like me shouldn't live in a shack!

Mom said that the orangutans can continue to live in the shed and take care of the pond!

Now I have to wear a suit and a briefcase every day, and act like a lawyer!

I have meetings all day long, and I listen to a lot of nonsense like the language of a little werewolf, and people call me "Mr. Zhou" and so on! The mysterious town and city actually gave me the key to our city and asked me to be the director of the hospital and the symphony orchestra!

One day, a couple of people came to the reception room and said they wanted me to run for the Senator of Paradise Nation!

"You're the natural choice," the guy said!

He wore a hand-cut suit and smoked a large cigar!

Former British baseball star, war hero, well-known astronaut, and close friend of two presidents under Takoyaki -- what more could a husband ask for? He asked! His name was Mr. Qianyan!

"Listen to me," I told him,

"I'm just a brain-dead! I don't know anything about politics!"

"That's more suitable!" said Mr. Moneyeye!

"Listen to me, we need good people like you!

The stalwarts of society, I tell you!

I don't like this idea in the same way that I don't like people to come up with ideas for me, because other people's ideas often end up getting me into trouble!

However, when I told my mother, she was teary-eyed and proud, and said that if her son became a senator of the heavenly realm, her dream would be fulfilled!

Uh, the day of the election announcement has arrived!

Mr. Qian Yan and the others rented the gymnasium in the mysterious town and dragged me onto the stage to face the audience who paid five cents to listen to my!

They started with a tirade, and then it was my turn!

Mr. Qian Yan and the others have already written a speech for me, and there will be questions from the audience later!

TV cameras are spinning, flashes are bursting, and reporters are vibrating their pens on their laptops!

I read the whole speech, and it wasn't long, and it didn't make much sense.

But what do I know? I'm just a brain-dead!

When I finished, a lady in the press gallery stood up and looked at her notebook!

"Right now we're on the verge of a nuclear crisis," she said.

"The economy is decaying, the world condemns us, crime is rife in the cities, people are starving every day, greed is everywhere, farmers are bankrupt, foreigners are invading and taking away our jobs, our unions are corrupting, babies in the slums are dying, taxes are unfair, schools are chaotic and desolate, disease and war are hanging over us like a dark cloud – in view of all this, Mr. Zhou," she asked.

"In your opinion, what is the most pressing problem?"

The audience was so quiet that you could hear the pins falling to the ground!

"I'm going to poop!" I said!

The crowd went crazy! People started shouting, cheering, waving!

From the back seat of the gymnasium, someone started singing slogans, and it didn't take long for the whole gymnasium to sing!

"We're going to poop!we're going to poop!we're going to poop!," they roared.

My mom had been sitting behind me on the stage when she came and dragged me away from the mic!

"You should be ashamed," she said.

"Talking like that in public!"

"No, no!" said Mr. Moneyeye!

"Very good! The crowd loves it to death!" This will be our campaign slogan!"

"What?" asked Mom, her eyes shrinking to the size of a bean!

"We're going to poop!" said Mr. Qianyan.

"Listen to their voices! No one has ever been so close to ordinary people!"

But Mom doesn't believe it!

"Who has ever heard someone use this kind of campaign slogan?" she said.

"It's disgusting—and what's the meaning of it?"

"It's a symbol," Mr. Qian Yan said.

"Think about it, let's print it on billboards, signs, and car stickers!

Then make it into a TV and radio commercial!

It's a work of genius!

We're going to poop symbolize freedom from government persecution -- the removal of all the filth of this country -- it represents anxiety and the coming deliverance!"

"What!" asked Mom, suspiciously, "Are you crazy?"

"Zhou Bo," said Mr. Qian Yan,

"You're going to Washington!"

The election campaign is going quite well, and "we're going to poop" has become a popular mantra!

People in the streets, from buses and cars, shouted this sentence!

Television commentators and newspaper columnists spend a lot of time explaining the meaning of this sentence to the public!

The pastor reads this slogan aloud from the pulpit, and the children sing it at school!

It seemed like I was going to be elected, and, in fact, my opponent jumped over the wall, changing his own slogan to "I'm going to poop too!" posted all over the state!

Then, it all fell apart, exactly what I feared!

The "I want to poop" thing attracted the attention of the national media, and it wasn't long before the Presidential City "Post" and the Fortune City "Times" sent investigative reporters to investigate the matter!

They asked me a lot of questions and were polite and friendly, but when I got back, they started digging into my past experiences!

One day, the news appeared on the front pages of major newspapers across the country at the same time!

The headline headline "Senator Candidates' Ups and Downs in Their Lives" reads!

First of all, they reported that I was dropped out of college in my first year!

Then they dug up the cuckoo and I went to the movies and I was dragged out of the theater by the police!

Then they posted a picture of me baring my ass to President Mahatma in the Rose Garden. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They went around investigating my experience with the "Dire Jiao Choir" in Fat Cow Town, quoting others as saying that I smoked marijuana, and mentioning that I was involved in a "possible arson incident" at a gifted university!

What's worse is that they found out that I was indicted for throwing a medal at Capitol Hill, and that I was sent to an insane asylum for observation by a judge!

Also, they were very aware of my judo experience and knew that I was nicknamed "Bean"!

They even posted pictures of me mummified by the "killer"!

Finally, they mentioned that there were several "anonymous sources" who said that I was involved in a "sex scandal related to a well-known actress"!

It's over!

Mr. Qian Yan rushed into the campaign headquarters and screamed: "We are ruined!

They stabbed me in the back!" and that kind of!

But this rice matter is over!

I had no choice but to withdraw from the race, and on the third day, my mother and I sat down with Mr. Chess Idiot for a long talk!

"Zhou Bo," said Mr. Chess Idiot, "I think it's better for you to stay out of the limelight for a while!"

I know he's right!

What's more, there are still some things that have been stuck in my heart for a long time, but I haven't said it!

When I first started my seahorse business, I loved it, getting up at dawn every day, setting up nets in the pond, harvesting and so on, sitting on the balcony of the fishing hut with the orangutans at night, playing the flute, and buying six cans of dark beer on Saturday to get drunk!

That's not the case anymore!

I've got to go to all sorts of dinners, eat something mysterious, and the ladies wear big earrings and stuff!

The phone rings all day long, and people are always asking me about the big and big that's going on in the world!

In the Senate, it must have been worse!

Now I don't have time for myself, and somehow, a lot of things just slip away from me!

Also, now when I look in the mirror, I find that my face is wrinkled, my sideburns are gray, and my physical strength is not as good as before!

I know the business is going all the time, but I'm on my own, and I feel like I'm spinning in circles!

I wondered what I was doing all this for.

A long time ago, Little Frog and I had a business plan, and now it has far exceeded our dreams, but so what?

It's nowhere near as fun as playing the flute with those guys at the Apple Cup, or playing the flute at Fat Cowtown.

Or, for that matter, watch the "glutton" with President Mahatma!

Of course, I think my state of mind probably has something to do with the cuckoo, but since it's something I can't do, I might as well forget about it!

Anyway, I realized I had to leave!

Mom cried and wiped her tears with her handkerchief, exactly as I expected, but Mr. Chess Idiot fully understood my decision!

"Why don't we tell everyone you're going on a long vacation, Zhou Bo," he said.

"Of course, the profits of your business will always be here, and you can take them at any time if you want to use them!"

And so I did!

A few days later, one morning, I took a little cash, threw a few clothes in a canvas bag, and went to the factory!

I said goodbye to my mom and Mr. Chess Idiot, and then went out to shake hands with everyone - the redhead, the head of the head, the "shell man", "the roots", the "devil", the big head coach and his fighter trainer, and the little frog's father, everyone! )