In April, when it is warm and cold, the insects chirp low in the dead of night.

Study room on the second floor.

Huang Mingzhe sat alone at his desk, closing his eyes and contemplating some future arrangements.

This era is the best of times, but also the worst of times.

Science is being pushed into a corner, business and capital are flooding the whole society, and the carnival of entertainment is eating away at the rationality of human hearts.

Hundreds of millions of dollars can be earned by scratching their heads, and scientists have worked hard all their lives, and most of them have mediocre incomes or even poverty.

How many teenagers and girls regard the so-called stars as their life goals, eager to shine on the stage, how many scientific researchers are despised and ridiculed, and how many people think that reading is useless.

Who stood up at the most critical moment for Chinese civilization? Who carries the weight? Do you want to sacrifice your life for righteousness?

It's the workers who are selfless and dedicated! It's the peasants facing the loess! It's the warriors who fought bloodily!

It is also countless unsung heroes who shed their blood for the salvation of the world! They may be doctors and nurses, teachers and students, or businessmen and workers......

The bloody struggle of the martyrs has given us today's hard-won foothold, and they are the steel backbone of this civilization.

And not those clowns who jumped off the beam, those shameless people who took hundreds of millions of fortunes, but fled in a hurry in times of crisis.

Can't share wealth and hardship, but keep saying high-sounding, consuming the public again and again, inducing countless teenagers to go astray, such a person is really worthy of being an idol? Maybe the object of vomiting is about the same.

Huang Mingzhe mocked his own youthful ignorance.

Only when you have seen the real descent into darkness will you understand the preciousness of light.

Decades of vicissitudes have witnessed the human tragedy of the virus, the poverty of the financial crisis, the ignorance of the anti-intellectual movement, and the final madness of capitalism.

On the horizon, the last stellar glows.

And then came the dark winter.

No! I will not allow all this to happen again! I'm going to change all that! Huang Mingzhe clenched his fists, and for a moment his heart became more determined.

After carefully sorting out decades of experience, Huang Mingzhe sorted out a line, and these prophetic presciencies are his strengths, especially during the period of 2011~2020.

Because during this period of time, he has the most opportunities, and at the same time, he is the least likely to have a butterfly effect, and in the following period, the more likely it is to have a butterfly effect.

The greater his influence on the world, the greater the butterfly effect will be in the later stage, so 2011~2020 is the time period when he laid the foundation layout, and then he will have to face the changing trend of the times.

As for not changing this era? Huang Mingzhe didn't have this choice in his heart, and he still watched the tragedy happen while living again, so he might as well commit suicide directly, wouldn't it be more painful.

I just want to sail against the current, I don't want to go with the flow, and I don't want to live up to the opportunity to start all over again.

After making an initial development plan, he returned to his bedroom.

The night in the countryside is so quiet, only the crickets chirp slightly, the frogs are low, and the natural sound makes it easier for people to fall asleep, and after a while, Huang Mingzhe falls into a deep sleep.

The fog is thin and the dew is light, and the rooster crows early in the morning.

Fat aunt came early in the morning to make breakfast and clean up.

"Early."

"Ah Zhezao."

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Shanmei's daily breakfast was already on the table, including white porridge, fried salted peanuts, preserved vegetables and scallion eggs, and fried dock fish.

is still the taste of hometown food, which is most missed, Huang Mingzhe ate two bowls of white porridge in a row, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Fat aunt, I don't eat at home at noon, you don't have to cook my meal."

"Okay." The fat aunt was still soft-spoken.

With his handbag in hand, Huang Mingzhe went straight to the entrance of the village and took a bus to the city.

First go to the Yadea electric car store on Chengnan Road, pick up the electric car I bought yesterday, and drive the electric car to Xiangcheng Road.

Pressing the brake handle, the electric car stopped steadily in front of a bakery, he locked the electric car, and then took his handbag and headed to the second floor.

Chen Xinli Law Firm.

As soon as Huang Mingzhe stepped inside, several sharp eyes swept over, and a young man was trying to stand up.

"Xiao Zhou, you are busy, I will entertain this guest." A magnetic female voice, and then a middle-aged woman with short hair walked towards him.

"Aunt Li, hello." Huang Mingzhe greeted with a smile.

"Huang Mingzhe, what's the matter?" Li Weiya stared at him with scrutinizing eyes, and Huang Mingzhe was uncomfortable for a while.

"I'm here today to find Uncle Chen to do something."

"Come with me."

In the innermost office, when the two of them entered it, they saw the main owner, with a big back in a suit and leather shoes, holding a phone on one side, and a pen flying on the other side to record something.

"Okay, Mr. Li......"

Huang Mingzhe and Li Weiya waited quietly on the sofa, and ten minutes later, Chen Xinli hung up the phone and picked up a teacup to moisten his throat.

"Xinli, Huang Mingzhe has a business to take care of you." Li Weiya quipped.

"Xiaoya, it's normal for young people to make mistakes."

"Really? You've been young, too. Li Weiya asked with a smile.

Chen Xinli hurriedly changed the topic with a dry smile: "Hehe, what's the matter with Mingzhe?"

For Chen Xinli, who was strict with his wife, Huang Mingzhe almost couldn't help laughing, but in the end he couldn't help but hold back and hurriedly got to the point: "Uncle Chen, I came here today mainly to terminate the contract with Shengmei Company. ”

As soon as he heard the matter, Chen Xinli suddenly became serious: "Mingzhe, what about your contract?"

"Here." Huang Mingzhe took out a contract from his handbag and handed it over.

Chen Xinli took it, looked through the pages carefully, and when he saw the breach of contract clauses and supplementary clauses, he couldn't help frowning, and gently closed the contract: "Mingzhe, this contract is very unfavorable to you, if you forcibly terminate the contract......"

Huang Mingzhe said categorically: "I have been mentally prepared, 50 million is not a problem, but I don't want Shengmei to get 50 million in vain, so I entrust Uncle Chen to negotiate with the other party, how much is the 50 million termination fee, I will give the lawyer fee according to 10% of the amount pressed, and there is also 500,000 lawyer fees." ”

"No problem!" Li Weiya immediately agreed.

"......" Chen Xinli looked at his wife who was a fan of money, and could only acquiesce in this matter, and this commission was not against morality.

Although they are acquaintances, the procedures that should be followed by both parties are not brief, Li Weiya immediately typed out the entrustment contract, and after both parties confirmed the signature, Huang Mingzhe transferred 200,000 lawyer fees into the law firm's account.

With Huang Mingzhe's carte blanche, Chen Xinli Law Firm immediately took action, and the deadline given by Huang Mingzhe was to settle the matter by the end of April.

Professionals do things differently, and after the relevant materials are prepared, the lawyer's letter is sent directly to Shengmei Company.

……

"Ah Cai, is this Huang Mingzhe against the sky? How dare you bargain with the company?" A middle-aged man with a big belly threw the lawyer's letter on the table.

A trace of disgust flashed in Hu Cai's eyes, and then he smiled and persuaded him: "Mr. Fang, this matter should be considered carefully, after all, Huang Mingzhe's star journey has been ruined, and the company spent tens of millions of dollars on packaging him before, if you can recover some money, it is not impossible to consider." ”

"Hmm......" Mr. Fang squinted his eyes and thought about it, and after a while, he nodded: "This matter can be considered, but the 10 million termination fee is too low, at least 30 million." ”