I remember that Ning Lingqi taught him since he was a child, a man, there should be a city government.

And the city government was refined in the process of enduring not saying and not asking again and again.

This is quality, but also cultivation.

Although Lao Ning doesn't have any city government himself.

But that's exactly how he summed up the most lacking aspects of his not-so-successful decades of life.

So I don't want Ning Lang to be like him, I hope that Ning Lang can have a better development than him, and he won't be deflated in this regard.

All of Mei Youyong's pretenses were automatically blocked by Ning Lang's lofty ideological realm.

Eat as a Buddha, think about the plot, and have no quarrel with the world.

"Xiaolang, how is your benefit unit?"

Aunt Chen Lan's sharp duck voice suddenly exploded in her ears.

Before Ning Lang could speak, she continued to speak, "I heard that the efficiency of many state-owned enterprises has not been very good recently, and the benefits and salaries have dropped sharply." ”

"Our unit is a sunrise industry, and it's okay. ”

Ning Lang took care of himself and pulled the rice, and responded casually.

"That's good, that's good. ”

Chen Lan nodded, "Your parents have been kind all their lives, and it is not easy to raise you with hard work, but it means that you have the opportunity to provide for them, you must work hard." ”

"Uncle and aunt also hope that one day you will get ahead and make a lot of money. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ning Lang responded in a nasal voice, making it clear that he didn't want to talk to her more.

"Eh, why doesn't Yanru eat?"

On the side, Mei Xiuzhen suddenly raised her head to look at Anita Mui, who started to lower her head and play with her nails after fiddling with her bangs, and asked with concern.

"Yes, you kid, what are you doing there?" Chen Lan touched her.

"I'm not used to Chinese food. ”

Anita Mui's coquettish answer almost made Ning Lang spray her face with the white rice she had just stuffed into her mouth.

"Chinese food does not conform to nutritional science, it is high in oil and salt, it is not good for the body to eat it, and it is easy to gain weight. ”

Without raising her head, she continued with a heartfelt voice, brushing off her hair that she thought was beautiful.

After answering, continue to bow your head and play with your nails.

Chen Lan looked at Mei Xiuzhen with a smile, "This kid has been practicing her body recently, she just received a big advertising list, tens of thousands, and she has to hang it on the posters of those big shopping malls and business districts, so you can't eat indiscriminately." ”

"Oh, haha, understand, understand, today's children think differently from us back then, our generation generally thinks that peace and security is service, health and health are true, today's children are more pursuing and thinking, society is better, and times have changed. ”

Mei Xiuzhen was stunned and also sighed sincerely.

It's Ning Lang, who listens to it full of desire to cut people.

What does it mean not to eat indiscriminately?

My dad worked hard to cook this big dish on the table, why did it become indiscriminate in your mouth?

"You're working as a graphic model now?"

It was really uncomfortable to hone the city mansion, Ning Lang still couldn't help but open his mouth, he wanted to spray people, it's as simple as that.

Mui Yanru raised her eyelids and swept him when she heard this, and let out a soft sound from her nose, without saying more, she didn't seem to want to deal with him very much.

Meanwhile.

Ning Lang only felt that his thigh was pinched hard by Mei Xiuzhen under the table, so he turned his head in pain, and the latter was staring at him fiercely.

Pretending not to know, Ning Lang continued to speak, "Are there a lot of foreigners in the graphic model circle?"

This question was tepid, but it did not attract the attention of adults.

I thought Ning Lang was interested in the graphic modeling industry.

Anita Mui shook her head in disregard.

"How does this work?"

Ning Lang frowned and said solemnly, "My colleague is not imported, how unhealthy it is." ”

"What do you mean?"

Anita Mui finally raised her head slowly, and her eyes under the heavy makeup were sharp.

"It's not interesting, I just think that you eat imported, wear imported, and use imported, but this colleague is not imported, it's a little regrettable. Ning Lang shrugged.

"Yes, you're right. ”

Anita Mui replied seriously, "I want to go to the stage of Paris Fashion Week now, go abroad, and go to the real big show." ”

"Uh, well, good luck. ”

The other party did not play cards according to the routine, but generously admitted it, which made Ning Lang speechless.

He realized that there would only be one result of forcibly arguing, that is, no one could convince anyone, and in his heart he felt that the other party was Shabi.

The three views are different, and there is no way to communicate.

I still feel some pain in my heart.

Isn't what Anita Mui said true?

She's talking about the hard facts.

Now everything is based on foreign standards, and foreigners lead the way.

Whether it is dressing up, literary and artistic works, or scientific research achievements.

Chinese films are proud to have won Oscars, Chinese scientists are proud to be featured in "Nature" and win the Nobel Prize, and Chinese models are also proud to be on foreign stages.

Imports are high-end, and foreign countries are foreign.

When will this land that gave birth to me, my motherland, be able to become the standard-setter, so that foreigners can be proud to be on the stage of China?

Suddenly, Ning Lang's heart suddenly had a noble pursuit.

He wants his work to become the next Harry Potter, popular all over the world, and let foreigners indulge in the charm of oriental literature.

For a while, something called a sense of mission took root in his heart.

It is unknown whether it will die or grow into a towering tree in the end.

Because before that, in the nearest place, we have to struggle out of the quagmire of hitting the streets, and if we can't even do this, it is useless to say anything about the magnificent and magnificent ideals......

Eaten.

Ning Lang greeted himself and went back to the bedroom.

However, after Mei Xiuzhen and his wife sent the guests away, they still called him out.

"You didn't do it right today. ”

Ning Lingqi sat on the sofa and said solemnly.

Ning Lang looked at him without saying a word, his expression was as usual.

"There are so many things that make you unhappy in this society, do you have to go and scold each one again?"

Ning Lingqi pointed at him with hatred, "How many times do I have to tell you about the things of my youth?

"It's all a lesson your dad learned. ”

Compared with Lao Ning, Mei Xiuzhen's attitude is not so sharp and strong, but she also agrees: "Yes, after all, they are all relatives, and the blood relationship is constantly cut, so there is no need to be too serious." ”

"Actually, I don't understand. ”

Although Ning Lang knew that they were for their own good, he still couldn't help it, "Why is it always our family to let them, they can disgust us?"

Before he finished speaking, Lao Ning's loud voice exploded, "When the dog bites you, do you still want to bite him back?

"No, Dad, it's not noble to settle things. ”

Ning Lang's attitude is still clear, and the words are sonorous, "The real nobility is when I become an existence that makes them look up to and have to work hard to please them......"

"At that time, adults didn't remember villains, and they were really noble. ”

Two generations, with completely different views of life, collided with each other and exploded violently in a not too big room.