Chapter 642: Adopt Flowey

I haven't forgotten what he said about what to study.

"According to what you said, this major is a good match for you to do such a position, and you have read a lot of books? It's easy to talk to people like this. But I want to say one thing, if it is not enough to learn this kind of book, because it only increases your literary style and language expression ability, you will be a manager in the future, after all, you have to read more management books, learn more how to deal with people, how to use talents? ”

When I said that, he nodded.

"How many books on management have you read?" I asked him.

At this time, I noticed that she had a smile on her face, from my years of management experience, he was, because he was not interested in management, or he didn't know too much, so he would have such an expression.

Sure enough, after a while, he said: "I don't know much about management, and more importantly, I'm a free person, I don't like others to manage, I don't like to manage others, I'm this type of person." ”

After listening to his words, I smiled and said, "You can't do this, you have to learn to change, how can this work?" You know, I have discipline, not a circle? How can you do whatever you want? Don't talk about it here, it's like, there are certain rules in the operation of the Heavenly Dao, when to fly and when it will be dark, when it will be dawn, the sun will come out, when it is dark, the moon and stars will come out, what are you doing? Do whatever you want, don't do what you don't want to do, according to what you say, otherwise, during the day, it will always be day, and night, and it will always be night, so how can it be done? ”

I don't know if what I said was appropriate or not, he listened to me and didn't speak for a long time, could he not find a reason to refute me? Or do you think I'm being a strong word?

"Then some writers don't do whatever they want at home, and they don't have a certain schedule?" Jiang Tao retorted to me.

"Even if there is a full-time writer at home, there has to be a certain schedule, you say, what time does he have to get up? What time does he go to bed? How many drafts does he have to write in a day? Is this okay if you don't arrange it? Can this be completed without scheduling a day's tasks? Do you think I'm right? Does it make sense? ”

I'm done, I'm talking to him, a polite statement. As for saying, right? I don't dare to say, but I don't dare to say whether it is appropriate or not, I dare to say that I am completely from his position, from his point of view, and completely think for him! With my current level, with my current knowledge, with my current ability and experience, I don't think it's even worse.

Isn't writing about inspiration? Wouldn't it be bad if you had a blood test without inspiration? ”

"But it's all for outsiders, it's not sensitive, it's impossible for you to write novels, you have inspiration every day, like so many online novels now, updating 10,000 or 20,000 words a day, how can there be so much inspiration?"

"Yes, I think so, but a lot of people say that writing needs inspiration."

I laughed and said, "Don't believe that, it's all a lie." They deliberately said that, in fact, they just want you to know that it is not easy for them to write, and the books they write make you pay for them, can you see them if you don't pay for them? ”

I've made these things so clear that I want to believe that even a fool can understand and understand. Not to mention my assistant.

In that case, I don't have anything to say?

"Jiang Tao, if there is nothing to do, let's talk about it here today, I still have to go out for a while?" I told Jiang Tao.

Having said so much, I thought about it for a while, and the two of us didn't say anything important, just talking about some common things, but, no matter what, as long as I am happy, as his leader, as his superior, in fact, to put it bluntly, isn't it, let him obey my arrangement, serve well, and then do a good job. It's such a simple thing, talking so much nonsense, but we still talked so much.

I went out to buy some winter clothes, the coat I wore first, it had several holes, if I could still wear it at home, jerk off or something, I had to have a decent dress. Otherwise, it's a pure waste, money, and although I have a lot of front desks, I think it's better to save money.

The reason why I say this is because I believe that there is a certain number of good fortune for people, how much should you eat in this life? How much water should I drink? There is a certain amount of money to spend, and if you waste them at will, your life will be shortened, which is a truth that you see in the "Four Teachings of Lifan".

I bought my clothes and was ready to go, driving back, when a girl suddenly appeared in the grass next to my car. The girl's hands were dirty, and her body was so thinly dressed. I thought to myself, isn't she so cold?

I was thinking about it when this daughter came over.

She rubbed her hands together and said to me, "Uncle, uncle, can you give me something to eat?" ”

Looking at her like this, I believe that he should not have eaten for a long time, otherwise in a materially rich society like now, what child would beg for food from strangers?

So I bent down and said to her, "What's your name?" What about your mom and dad? ”

The girl cried as soon as she wowed, "Why are you crying?" What is your name? I can use my phone to help you contact your mom and dad? ”

Seeing me ask, the girl wiped her eyes with her hands and said, "My name is Huahua, my stepmother came back to treat my brother, and wanted me to marry an old man, but I didn't want to, and then I ran out secretly?" ”

When Huahua said this, I was even more shocked when I heard it, why his parents had to sacrifice her for her brother's treatment. This is not something that many families will encounter.

So I asked her, "Is your mother your own mother?" ”

Huahua said, "No, she is my stepmother." ”

I heard Flowey say this, and thought to myself, this is right. No biological mother would sacrifice her daughter.

So I asked, "What about your father?" ”

As soon as I opened my mouth, Flowey began to cry again.

Did I say the wrong thing, or something else? It seems that there must be a big article in this.

So I comforted her: "Why don't you want to say it? It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, just don't say it if you don't want to say it. Think about what you want to order? ”

Before I could finish my sentence, she interrupted me and said that my father was long gone.

When I listened to her, I thought to myself, what a pitiful thing it was. But how can I help her now? If she is sent back, her stepmother may let her do something she doesn't want to do.