"Xingling Group is the planner of the township support project, and this Ms. Feng is the main person in charge of the project, belonging to the management of Xingling Group, and is ...... I am an example for all of us to follow! ”

"Applause!" The leader wiped his cold sweat and shouted: "Everyone applaud! ”

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Feng Weiwei didn't feel the slightest bit honored, but was embarrassed and disgusted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She is not interested in the olive branch thrown by such petty bureaucrats, and in her capacity there is no need to respond.

"Excuse me...... I have something to go back to the city. Feng Weiwei smiled faintly.

"How- oh oh, this, it's a car key!"

Or say, why is a leader a leader. This ability to find problems and solve them is something that ordinary people can't catch up with.

Feng Weiwei took the key, her eyes drifted from her relatives and friends, and she didn't stop for a moment on the group of bureaucrats, and finally landed on the familiar yellow dog.

Or is this animal a little cuter?

The corners of her mouth went up, and she swayed her steps and slowly walked away.

In the courtyard, there were men, women and children with different expressions, until Feng Weiwei's figure disappeared from sight, and these people woke up like a dream, making a pot of porridge.

Qin Haohan shook his head self-deprecatingly, got into Feng Weiwei's car, and immediately rushed to the direction of the airport.

In the black China car, Feng Weiwei's expression did not look as indifferent as when she left. The clenched bite of her lip betrayed the unrest in her heart.

She couldn't figure out that she had never felt so unhappy with the philistines and petty bureaucrats of her relatives in the past twenty years or so. In less than a moment, she found the answer herself-

It was the change of identity and status that gave her the ability to change the environment, and at the same time, the dissatisfaction and higher yearning and demand for the spiritual world made her see the loopholes that she was used to.

Not to mention that the people she usually gets along with are the best of the best, and the average quality of the worker bees does not need to be questioned. No matter how bad his personality is, he will be restrained under the strict laws of the Star Spirit Council, showing a beautiful and positive side.

"I hate ...... death"

Feng Weiwei stared at the road and gently patted the surface of the steering wheel.

"If you could, you would never want to deal with that kind of person...... Why should people feel superior for a little bit of status, and then desperately flatter the position under the ass? The more you understand, the more you don't understand......"

For the first time, she began to think about the nature of society.

Different from worker bees. When the workers were not deeply involved in the world, they were instilled with the "most correct" ideological outlook and values in the way of "ideological steel seal", and had the lofty ideals to fight for all their lives.

Feng Weiwei is just a smart and hardworking ordinary person.

She will question, she will refute, and she will be stuck in never-ending confusion.

Is this really the world I once loved?

Education, wealth and status, everything I longed for is now at my fingertips, and with it is not happiness, but indescribable emptiness and sadness in confusion.

Maybe someone will scold me for being hypocritical, and then turn around and put on a hypocritical mask, and throw myself into the materialistic struggle of the Colosseum, some people in order to live, and some people desperately climb upward, until they see the hideous smiling faces of the Colosseum spectators, and when they are horrified to see the fierce beasts that come out of the crowd, they will suddenly wake up.

The pleasures of the Colosseum never belonged to slaves.

Feng Weiwei suddenly parked the car on the side of the road.

This is the most prosperous Chongshan South Road in Fengjing City, Feng Weiwei looked up at the luxury store marked "Gucci", recalled her former vision, and laughed secretly, but more sad.

How many women have lived their lives for this worthless garbage?

The value of luxury goods is the price code represented behind it, the gap between people, and the contrast between wealth and status. Peel back the layers of camouflage to reveal the innermost roots, and everyone will be naked and honest with each other, only to realize that expensive bags and watches are just a bunch of ordinary things that obstruct the view.

"What the hell was I thinking?" Feng Weiwei covered her forehead and smiled.

Gradually, her smile froze on her face.

For some reason, the words that Wen Qian had spoken in his mind began to reappear.

"The order of the world is never a pen in the hands of a few, and the deafening shouts will inevitably erupt from the depths of the suppressed throat, but the iron ropes of the system, the limitations of thinking, and the solidification of ideas have prevented all this."

Seemingly, there are some ...... Reason?

Are you crazy too?

Feng Weiwei was inadvertently greatly affected by the worker bees around her. The positive attitude and vigorous ideals of these people made her see more important things besides money, so she did not fall into the strange circle of money and become a slave of capital.

She vaguely felt that there was some kind of untouchable shackle in this world, which would never change unless it was a riot that overturned everything.

But she still couldn't figure out what those people in the Star Spirit Group were for.

If this idea was still a little vague in the past, now, she finally saw the face of the Star Spirit Group clearly, no one is for money, they are moving towards a grander and more spectacular scheme.

He is both a spectator and an outsider.

Feng Weiwei couldn't hold back the curiosity and confusion in her heart anymore, she desperately wanted to get an answer. But at present, there is only one person who can give an answer, and that is Wen Qianyi.

She picked up the phone and dialed a number she hadn't touched in a long time.

The phone was connected, and Feng Weiwei flashed a trace of hesitation. "Hello ......"

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"Hello!"

Wen Qianyi strode forward, with a gentle smile on his face, he enthusiastically stretched out his right hand, grabbed the arm of the blonde man in front of him, and said, "Welcome to Korea!" ”

"You're—" Alden hesitated in greeting.

Wen Qian Yilang laughed heartily and said, "I am a businessman. I have long heard of Dr. Alden's outstanding achievements in the field of high-energy physics. I sincerely welcome you to join the world's best research team. Oh, and of course, an academic like you shouldn't like to deal with someone like me, and MIT tenured professors McAfee and Dr. Aldington have been waiting for a long time to meet you! ”

Alden smiled and said in a stiff Korean accent, "Thank you." ”

As soon as this sentence came out.

Whether it was the people on the Star Spirit side or the team he was traveling with, their expressions were more or less embarrassed.

Alden's assistant carefully reminded the young doctor that "they are Chinese......

"...... this?"

Alden probably can't figure it out.

Why is the Institute of High Energy Physics in South Korea run by a group of Chinese people? What's even more incomprehensible is, why are these Chinese people so rich?

The endless amount of research money in the contract, and the state-of-the-art equipment that would make every physicist go crazy, were conditions that Alden couldn't refuse.

The only surprise was that the employer changed from South Korea, an ally of the United States, to a group of Chinese.

"What a weird...... the Swede shook his head.