In the mid-to-late 90s, there were many eschatological books on the market.

I started talking about 1999, and then I said 2012, anyway, sooner or later one day they will be blinded.

In fact, most people only see it as an after-dinner pastime.

But there are always brain-dead people, and there is indeed a market for the apocalypse.

Otherwise, why did some evil ways become popular in the mid-to-late 90s?

Seeing Bai Ke frowning as he flipped through the book, Zhao Huaiyu smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Bai Ke shook his head: "It's okay, hehe." ”

Zhao Huaiyu also picked up the book and looked at it: "It's quite, in fact, I don't believe in these ghost things." ”

"The key is that the social impact of this thing is not good, and there are still the majority of brain-dead people in society now......"

"yes, why don't you make this book?"

"No, I'm just saying it casually. ”

Bai Ke hurriedly retorted.

Although Bai Ke is the major shareholder of Dongyu Cultural and Creative, when he first invested, he made it clear that he would not interfere with Zhao Huaiyu's free creation.

Over the years, he has never broken his word.

How can you break your own rules just for a few brain-dead.

"Actually, this theme is good, it will be popular in recent years!

"Haha!"

"And the online bookstore, let me tell you, there has been some progress recently......

"Okay. ”

When Bai Ke left the capital, it happened to be a weekend, so he went straight back to the county seat.

When I returned to Yu Xiubo, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The lights in the various rooms were turned off, except for the hallway.

Android was mostly coaxed by Sister Liu and went to bed early.

Bai Ke and Yu Xiubo's bedroom was also quiet.

It is estimated that Yu Xiubo Zhanye was tired and fell asleep.

The white guest crept in, intending to scare her.

When I entered the house, I didn't see Yu Xiubo, and the bed was empty.

turned around, but found Yu Xiubo sitting cross-legged on a big chair.

"I'll go! What are you doing, scare me. ”

Bai Ke turned on the bedside lamp, Yu Xiubo slowly opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "Practice yoga." ”

"This, this is also yoga?"

"It's called meditation. ”

"Okay, what a ...... to cultivate the realm of cultivation?"

Bai Ke remembered that there was a time when Yu Xiubo was obsessed with burning incense and worshiping Buddha, and he was Shinto all day long.

This whole meditation or something, I can't help but feel a little apprehensive.

It's a problem to be overly obsessed.

Even the brilliant Qiao Gang Leader is no exception.

Qiao Gangster is extremely fond of meditation.

A few years later, I got pancreatic cancer, but I still refused to accept modern medical treatment.

I continued to meditate every day, and I got a few Rinpoche by my side, and I had nothing to do to help him pinch his feet and neck.

Oh, it's comfortable.

In the end, after being persuaded by others, I agreed to the operation, and it was too late.

Only then did I know that I regretted it, regretted that I shouldn't have operated on it, and destroyed the Dafa of meditation.

The next morning, Yu Xiubo went out early to show his business.

When Bai Ke was eating breakfast, he turned around and looked, only to find that Sister Liu was reading a book on the side, gesturing back and forth like spinning thread.

"Sister Liu, what are you doing?"

"Practice?"

Bai Ke came over, picked up the book and looked at it, and couldn't help but be shocked.

Rush straight to the stove, hit the stove, and throw the book on it.

The flames were so strong that the androids who were eating on the side were startled: "Dad! It's on fire." ”

Sister Liu was also dumbfounded: "What's the matter? Mr. Bai?"

Bai Ke's face turned pale: "You are really bold, dare to provoke Mrs. Wen." ”

"Who is Mrs. Wen?"

"Anyway, don't practice any bullshit in the future, and don't read this kind of illegal publications. ”

"Oh well, I've just had a bad trachea lately......"

"Running, aerobics, be careful not to catch a cold. ”

"Okay. ”

"Bobo taught you. ”

"yes. ”

"This idiot!"

It took a while for Bai Ke to calm himself down, especially when he saw Android looking at him in fear, he felt even more guilty, and hurriedly came over to comfort Android.

"It's okay, Android, Dad was a little excited just now, it's not right for Dad to be so right. ”

Android nodded: "Well, Dad, don't get excited, be calm." ”

"Okay. ”

Bai Ke sat down and thought about it carefully.

Yu Xiubo is not very smart, his independent thinking ability is relatively poor, and he is a bit foolish and filial.

Once you become obsessed with something, it is often difficult to extricate yourself.

And she's tenacious, and the more you stop her, the more fiercely she resists.

But right now, Mrs. Wen is already very angry and ready to clean up these people.

When the time comes, it will not only be Yu Xiubo who will suffer, but also the rest of the Bai family.

Especially Mom.

My mother is a person with a public office, and she is about to be promoted to police commissioner.

If there is such a big fork in the middle, won't you give up all your efforts?

So, it's better to nip this thing in the bud.

At present, the relevant parties have begun to suppress it, and it is estimated that Yu Xiubo will still hide that kind of pamphlet at home.

You can't wait for others to turn it over, so let's do it yourself.

Bai Ke rummaged around, and sure enough, he found more than 50 pamphlets.

So much can't be burned on the stove.

After thinking about it, I hugged it into the bathroom and threw it into a large bathtub of more than 100,000 yuan.

It happened to be useless for a few days, it was quite dry, opened the window, ventilated the fan, and burned it.

Cutting grass to eradicate the roots, Yu Xiubo's involvement with these evil crookedness is mostly due to the demagogy of the people in the insurance company.

Bai Ke couldn't help but be a little annoyed, okay, you Zhang Wenbin, Lao Tzu wholeheartedly supports your insurance career, and you promised to take care of Bobo, and you took care of it like this.

In the afternoon, when Bai Ke called Zhang Wenbin to the office, he still couldn't hide his dissatisfaction.

Zhang Wenbin was a little confused: "I didn't find anyone preaching in the company." ”

"Who dares to say it openly now? It must be sneaky in private. ”

"Then I usually pay more attention and clean up as soon as I find a similar situation. Anyway, I'm also very annoyed with this. ”

"Who has Bobo been in close contact with lately?"

"It's the one surnamed Liu, they knew each other before. ”

Bai Ke immediately remembered that person.

One day he drove her by, and she also flattered the white customer with flattering words.

His eyes were sly, and he didn't feel like a good person at the time.

"This bastard, she's also from the county. ”

"yes. However, she doesn't seem to have that much ability...... I remember, I'm afraid the person she brought ......"

"What for?"

"It's a lecturer, and she is very good at talking, and I wanted her to help cheer her up, but who knew that she was confused all day long, saying something weird and confusing. ”

"What are you doing with this kind of person, aren't you a black sheep?"

"Well, it just so happened that her performance was not good, so I found a chance to fire her. ”

Bai Ke hated to come back every day to monitor Yu Xiubo's situation.

But a person with a stubborn personality like Yu Xiubo can't impose a high-pressure policy on her.

can only touch her a little bit.

Moreover, Bai Ke has placed spies around her to keep an eye on her situation at any time.

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