"Should individual interests be subordinated to collective interests, national interests? What does that mean? Hua Jin asked.

The lieutenant smiled and said:

"Therefore, Mr. Hua did not grow up in China, and Mr. Hua's thinking is sometimes different from ours. For example, when it comes to the issue of Miss Mu's marriage, almost everyone - including the directors, shareholders, and employees of TL Group, everyone agrees. The idea is the same. It's not for the appreciation of my own stocks, Mr. Hua, everyone thinks: who I like is a small matter, and the interests of the company are a big thing. Personal interests can be sacrificed, as long as it can benefit the company, it is worth it. ”

"Yes. I see. Hua Jin said.

"Yes. So it's easy for others to choose. Of course, I will choose Miss Mu! Said the lieutenant.

"You've come to interfere in my marriage!" Hua Jin said.

Lieutenant says:

"How dare I? I am from the perspective of a bystander and remind Mr. Hua. I watched Mr. Hua very distressed because of this matter. Moreover, women and men may not think the same way about things like love ài) (情 qíng). Mr. Hua, don't you watch Korean dramas? ”

Hua Jin said: "Korean drama? That's a woman's thing. ”

Lieutenant says:

"Yes. There are some things in it that I think women are more sensitive and able to understand than men. For example, the most famous Korean drama is about Emperor Sujong in Korean history. When he was young, he liked a humble palace maid Zhang Yuzhen, and later promoted her to the throne of the queen. Everyone believed that Emperor Suzong was sincere (loving) this woman. ”

"And what about later?" Hua Jin asked.

Later, Emperor Suzong began to think that the Empress Min who was abolished by him was actually very valuable. He re-canonized the Empress Min family, and then gave this woman who had been extremely favored (love) to death. The lieutenant replied.

"Oh. So what do you want to tell me? Hua Jin asked.

"I want to tell Mr. Hua: (爱ài) (情 qíng) This kind of thing is illusory. It will disappear after a while. Now Mr. Hua's pain and hesitation seem real. After a while, it will disappear like a cloud. The lieutenant said.

Hua Jin looked at the shrewd and capable personal assistant and exclaimed:

"You really impressed me today. I know! (Love ài) This kind of thing is illusory. Unreliable. As the years go by, no matter how great and romantic (爱ài) (情 qíng) will become ridiculous. Your words are very reasonable and enlightening to me. You are now informing the directors that they are requesting a board of directors that will be set for half a month from now. I'm going to go out for a trip this time, and don't bother me if there's nothing too important. I'll wait until I get back. ”

"Yes, Mr. Hua. Where are you going? The lieutenant asked.

"I haven't decided yet. But be sure to get out. Hua Jin replied.

……

Hua Jin decided to follow Xu Yida's plan, go to Southeast Asia to find a place, and place Qi Yuwei there quietly.

These parts of Southeast Asia are relatively backward and socially less democratic, and arranging a person in a farmhouse in a wealthy area will not attract attention. Unlike Americans, who are both adventurous and nosy, they have to report at every turn. Moreover, the location in Southeast Asia is relatively close, and the plane can run a one-way trip in four or five hours.

Hua Jin had a classmate in Malaysia, and he quickly contacted the classmate and asked him to help him buy a farm in the suburbs of the northeastern city. Find a few Chinese maids to cook, clean, and help hire a few security guards to keep the farm safe.

The matter (情qíng) was done quickly. The economy over there is backward, only money is missing, and nothing else is lacking. The money arrived in Huajin's account, and all the formalities over there were quickly completed.

At that moment, a phone call came very unexpectedly.

Hua Jin looked at it, it was a Zhejiang art dealer who had eaten together.

"Hey ,......"

"Mr. Hua! Congratulations! There's one thing (情qíng) to congratulate you! The boss said.

"Please." Hua Jin said.

"Didn't you get me a few drawings last time? I invited connoisseurs to look at them and selected three of them to participate in an exhibition in Southeast Asia. And guess what? No surprises! One of the paintings won an award. Excellence Award! Don't you remember? Noble people forget things! It's the ...... you framed and sent it."

Hua Jin remembered.

Isn't that Qi Yuwei painting crazy in the hotel? He collected them, framed a few, and sent them to the dealer.

Did you win an award?

God help me!

Hua Jin secretly applauded in his heart. Isn't that providential?