The snow at the end of winter, under the illumination of the sun of the alien planet, all turned into water, flowing all over the streets and alleys, part of it evaporated during the day, and some of it was frozen at night, forming a layer of ice in Pupu, which was not frozen, and people stepped on it, and their feet were full of muddy water.

Bang Mang's death and brilliant disappearance somewhat dealt Zhang Jianqiang a heavy blow to them.

People can endure the cold of winter, but the people around them disappear like this. It makes the people around me very sad.

Zhang Jianqiang fell into deep thought.

The separation between Bang Mang and his ex-wife made him destitute, and it was his cousin who helped him and brought him back into the collective, and gave him a loan, and he gave half of the loan money to Splendid, he loved her so deeply and hoped to live a happy life with her, but ......

Zhang Jianqiang seemed to be at this time, suddenly smelled the seductive fragrance emanating from the splendid body, he vaguely saw her in her hair, a pair of charming eyes staring at him tightly, he felt himself with his hand caressing her elastic naked body, she would cry to himself, and laugh for a while...... , he saw Yingge walking towards him again, sweating profusely, he had just finished unloading a car of TVs. Then he went back to the counter, and the left and right turned on the TV for the customer who bought the TV, and he was silent and disappeared. At this time, let the life appear again, picking up books for readers in the bookstore. And selling beautiful products. He stood silently outside the beautiful studio, waiting for the roses in the rain. When parting with Rose, he scolded the scene of the beautiful suicide by throwing herself into the river......

Roses appeared in front of him again, full of tears, kneeling on the land of his hometown, crying: "Let me live, I was wrong......"

He thought of Lie Hong again, a time when he devoted himself to a beautiful pyramid scheme for himself, in the wild grass, and when he lost his soul with himself, he once said to her: "You are more cheerful, more excited, and more shameless than before." Lie Hong said solemnly: "Whether you praise me or hurt me, I am very happy, because I can live with my beloved and enjoy your man's steely body, and I am content......"

The left one, the right one, all of them have died, all of them were once flesh and blood people, all of them have left him, he has never understood why people want to die, why what happened to them before, now he has only become nostalgic, and the things that were unsatisfactory in the past have now become good memories.

Bang Mang's death evoked Zhang Jianqiang's infinite nostalgia for those deceased friends.

Zhang Jianqiang's face was full of tears, he told his cousin that he missed those dead friends very much, and he was very painful, and his cousin looked at Zhang Jianqiang, who was sad in front of him, and said: "Don't be too sad, they are all dead, and they are truly happy." Zhang Jianqiang looked at his cousin strangely, he didn't understand what his cousin meant by this. "They died prematurely, how can they be happy?" Zhang Jianqiang asked, "Only we miss them painfully, who knows them?" The cousin said, Zhang Jianqiang was silent, and the cousin continued: "Your heart is painful because you have a heart, they have no heart, and their shadows always appear in your mind, and they have no mind." "They should have souls, right?" Zhang Jianqiang asked, "Who knows", the cousin said helplessly.

The deceased let live, let live, Yingge, Bangmang, rose, red, little fairy...... Zhang Jianqiang misses them very much, because his bloody brain has increased the factor of love, and all that flows out is sad emotion, and there are often tears flowing out, nostalgia, and infinite sadness, he is too willing to recall what happened yesterday, and he can't return to today from yesterday for a while. Remembering Bangmang, it took about half a month, in these days, Zhang Jianqiang thought hard, and finally one day, Zhang Jianqiang said to his cousin: "The past things, the people of the past, we should all bury them deep in our hearts, and we have to live today's life well." When my cousin heard what he said, a smile spread across her face again, and he and she began to linger again tonight.

At six o'clock on Saturday night, there were more than a dozen people in the Daxian Studio, and my cousin announced to everyone the decision of the Daxian headquarters: the original 4,000 yuan per share will be 9,000 yuan per share from today, and the interest will still be 1,000 yuan per share, which will be opened in two installments a month.

After everyone listened, there was a lot of discussion.

"It used to sell well, why did it rise by more than half?" asked Sister Yunsheng.

"There is little money, some people know, no one buys it, and we are afraid of being deceived, so we insiders buy it, and outsiders rarely buy it," my cousin said.

"That's right, can we promote this change in a large number of times," Bian Yuan said.

"From an all-round point of view, the strategic policy of the headquarters has their unique meaning, we just need to understand, actively promote, this is all we have to do, I hope you communicate more, after the results, we will share" the cousin continued.

Communication and sharing, this sentence is the best term in the MLM organization, they use this sentence to communicate with the family, so that the whole family is deeply trapped, unable to extricate themselves, how many of the current poor and destitute, used to be prosperous and rich. MLM, pass on their goods, pay money with one hand and deliver goods with one hand, you don't need to pay three insurances and one housing fund, as long as your brain is "washed" by them, and then, you become the object of their play.

"Nine thousand shares, is there any goods" in the lecturer asked, everyone was silent, everyone was very concerned about this issue, but no one thought of it, and I had to say that Jiang was still old and spicy, "Nine thousand yuan a share, the goods are given for free, no money is charged" The cousin's tone was very generous.

"Is there any kind of wine for 3,000 yuan a bottle" Yueyue asked, "What was there before, now there are" The cousin said, "Okay, I will invest in one share, I will ask for three bottles of wine" Yueyue said again, "You invest in the bank, don't forget that the people around you communicate more, let them also vote," "You can rest assured about this, there is the hard work of communication, there is the joy of sharing" Yueyue Zhenzhen said.

The conference was held at 10 o'clock in the evening, and this meeting clarified the company's intentions and clarified the next person I would communicate with.

Night, a calm night, to these people who have been "brainwashed", another night of inner fluctuations.

Their minds are like clockwork, thinking about what kind of person to communicate with tomorrow.

They have taken the wrong path and have already lost their way, but they don't know, and they continue to communicate with the people around them, telling them about Daxian's various policies, and sharing smiles that they don't know are bitter tears.

On the second day, business was bleak, on the third day it was as usual, and on the fourth day, everyone basically received one, and on the fifth day...... The flow of people is rising.

The cousin began to collect money. Start of stake.

At this time, Zhang Jianqiang hid outside the door, he looked at all the people, there was a smile on his face, he didn't dare to be in the middle of them, he was afraid of their laughter, this kind of sound, violently hit his heart, because, there were two people here, he can't forget, one is brilliant, the other is Bangmang.

He felt that Brilliant was still in this room, still collecting money, still laughing, and still secretly looking at himself.

Zhang Jianqiang didn't know if it was a dream or reality, he felt confused.