The Chinese New Year is over, and the usually deserted mountains suddenly become lively, with all kinds of cars and motorcycles roaring by, and those who drive and ride bicycles are all people who return to the New Year.

The city is like a huge magnet, attracting countless young people who yearn for a better life, and also producing countless left-behind elderly people and left-behind children. Chongxiang, a township in the mountains, is no exception, a little better than other towns is that the former dilapidated county town has become a bustling city, young people no longer have to leave their hometowns, but it also inevitably makes the already not lively Chongxiang more deserted.

The only exception to this small town in the mountains, that is, Huangniping, a small village with only seven families, is lively and usually not deserted during the New Year, and there is often the roar of helicopters taking off and landing.

Sitting in the old and not dilapidated attic, the elegant and majestic Yanagimoto Qiu looked at the wide road on the opposite mountain and the traffic whistling on the road, and recalled the poverty of this mountain twenty years ago. It was his dream many years ago that his hometown would become rich, but this mountain has changed dramatically, and he feels strange again, and it is no longer his hometown that haunts him.

Alas, there's no going back.

sighed secretly, and Liu Benqiu, who was even more elegant back then, looked back at his son-in-law who was making tea, and said quietly: "Jiaming, your words are right."

handed over a cup of freshly brewed tea with both hands, and Li Jiaming, who was still as black and ugly as he was ten years ago, joked: "Dad, don't criticize me anymore?" ”

"Hehe, I just don't understand, ten years ago you were only in your twenties, how can you have the mentality of a person of my age."

His father-in-law and teacher had too keen intuition, so Li Jiaming had no choice but to hold the plain porcelain cup and say, "Dad, our professions are different. ”

"How?"

"You are an official, developing the economy and people's livelihood is your ambition and instinct, I am a businessman and a teacher, there is a realistic side and sometimes I make mistakes."

"What else?"

The father-in-law is another finger, Li Jiaming also had to groan: "I studied economics, I do business, understanding the needs of customers is a professional instinct, only often think about yourself as an ordinary person, in order to create products that meet the needs of the market." ”

"Yes, as long as you consider the needs of customers, we must consider not only the needs of the people, but also the needs of superiors, colleagues, and subordinates. Therefore, you could feel that you can't go back to your hometown ten years ago, but I will only feel this way when I am in a position of high power. ”

This is not the familiar father-in-law, Li Jiaming couldn't help but quip: "Dad, this is not your style." ”

"What's my style?"

Since the day he stepped into the official career, Liu Benqiu, who showed a tough face, asked rhetorically and said seriously: "Jiaming, there are rules in any circle. Anyone who wants to do something must be familiar with that set of rules and learn how to play in that circle, and anyone who wants to break that circle will die without a place to be buried. If we had been as tough as we had been, we would have been eliminated by officialdom. ”

"What do you mean?"

That's right, that's what Yanagimoto means. Some people compare officialdom with shopping malls, but officialdom is much more complicated than shopping malls, and some people compare officialdom with brothels, but officialdom is dirtier than brothels, far from being as simple as outsiders imagine.

"I'm lucky to have come across a great era of heroes based on GDP. If I were to be 30 years younger and start as a clerk, it would probably not take me three days, and I would have to submit my resignation report. ”

Li Jiaming, who listened carefully, was silent, he could hear what his father-in-law meant, which was to persuade him not to wade into the muddy waters of politics. The great era is coming to an end, and it will be a mediocre era in the future, and it will become more and more mediocre. In this great era, the historical task is to develop the economy, and what is needed is to forge ahead, while the era of mediocrity is the redistribution of interests, and what is needed is to do the work of the dojo in the snail shell.

"Jiaming, with all due respect, you and me and Lao Cai are the same kind of people, we are good at opening and closing, but we can't do water grinding kung fu. Over the years, you've been in the habit of pointing your men in the right direction and motivating them with all sorts of means. Think about it for yourself, if you were asked to manage Li Fang and Hanhua, would you be able to do better than Ma Huateng and Kyle? ”

can't do it, Li Jiaming thinks he doesn't have the ability of Ma Huateng and Kyle. After the last time he mistakenly forced Kyle away, he had plans to go out himself, but he quickly dismissed the idea and made Shirley the CEO instead. It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he finds himself unable to work like he can't eat and work like he wants.

The special experience of being a human being in two lives gave him a vision beyond ordinary people and the most precious memories, allowing him to finally stand out and stand on top of the world, but it also made his heart old. He may be able to cope with that kind of complicated daily affairs, but he is unwilling to do it from the bottom of his heart, how can a job that he is unwilling to do can do it well?

Seeing that Li Jiaming was thoughtful, Liu Benqiu, who was drinking tea, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Unlike Lao Cai, who wanted to push Li Jiaming onto this road, Liu Benqiu saw it very clearly, and this road was a fire pit that he couldn't climb out of if he jumped down for his son-in-law.

Looking at the modern history of countries around the world, is there a precedent for the super-rich to succeed in politics? It's not that the super-rich are not as capable as professional politicians, but that they are naturally at a disadvantage in public.

What class do you represent and for which class? Politicians can say that he represents the greatest number of people and fights for the interests of the greatest number of people, does anyone believe what the super-rich say?

Of course, what is more important is the benefits.

If Li Jiaming succeeds, Lao Cai will be able to participate in the creation of history, and Liu Benqiu will lose the happiness of his daughter and nephews. He is a politician himself, he knows the life of politicians too well, behind the glamour in front of the camera is actually all kinds of unbearable, and the worst thing is that with the development of the times, those unbearable things will be made public sooner or later.

Even the wise and martial Taizu has been pulled off the altar, who else can stay on the altar in the future?

"Jiaming, what you think now is actually that this mountain is looking at that mountain, and when you really go to that mountain and look back, will you feel that this mountain is higher than that mountain?"

It makes sense, and what he said is reasonable, but Li Jiaming felt funny and asked rhetorically: "Dad, what's wrong with you today?" I asked about the Southwest, but you told me this, do you think I may have political ambitions? ”

"Jiaming, don't you think you're no longer humble?"

"How?"

The people who gave the tea were smiling, and the people who took the tea were also laughing, but Yanagimoto's heart that had just been put down was lifted again. This bastard boy is a tough seed who doesn't shed tears when he sees the coffin, if he insists on jumping into the fire pit, who can pull him back?

(End of chapter)