The text appeals to the end of the pen, sprinkled with tens of thousands of words.

It's just that at the end of writing, Zhou Qingfeng tore again and threw the revised manuscript into the wastebasket. He's writing, worthless.

"Don't write it, go home and rest."

Waving his hand to signal the two daughters beside him to leave, Zhou Qingfeng leaned heavily on the office chair. Lin Wan and Huang Li stayed up all night together, but they didn't expect this uncle to give up.

"Social change is much harder than technological change. I use the capitalist way to do a one-size-fits-all, I am already standing on the edge of the cliff and cannot go any further.

Blindly wailing and screaming will only provoke people's suspicions. When I run out of my black-faced thunderbolt means, I have to change to a white face to show my bodhisattva's heart. ”

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head tiredly, closed his eyes slightly and didn't want to say anything more.

Lin Wan, as a secretary, has been accompanying the revision. She could understand the man's mood at the moment, and obediently cleaned up the table, got up and left the office.

Huang Li wanted to stay, but he also realized that men were also facing shackles while advancing by leaps and bounds in their careers. She didn't say much and left quietly.

Just closing the door of the office, Huang Li quickly caught up with Lin Wan again, and shouted in a low voice: "Slut, bring the first manuscript that the president tore up." I saw you pick it out of the garbage basket with my own eyes. ”

"Why should I give it to you?" Lin Wan didn't stop, "This is an important document of the company, and I want to store it in the file." If you want, there's a second edition in the bin, and you can pick it up. ”

"The first edition is insightful, and it's worth reading over and over again. The second edition is like garbage, too much to look at. Slut, why are you running so fast? Afraid that I won't be able to rob you? ”

Huang Li was angry and wanted to pull Lin Wan but didn't stop. The two women walked out of the new office building of 'Holy Light' one after the other, and the elder brother of the Lin family was waiting in the parking lot.

The side sliding door of the 'Star of Chang'an' opened, and two big beauties came up at the same time. Brother Lin was taken aback, "Why did you ...... and reconciled?" ”

"Who's on good terms with this slut?" The two women said angrily, "It is impossible to reconcile in this life." ”

Brother Lin stopped talking and hurriedly drove his second daughter home.

The streets were deserted in the middle of the night, and the rumble of the engine could be heard far away. Lin Wan opened the car window, the night breeze blew her face, and she was a little sober.

"Brother, do you want to be a boss?" Lin Wan suddenly asked.

"What......, be the boss?" Brother Lin was driving, and this question was really whimsical to him. He didn't know how to answer, so he waited for Lin Wan to continue.

But Lin Wan sighed lightly and stared out of the car window with a heavy heart.

Huang Li whispered, "He is under so much pressure now, and tens of thousands of people have no food to blame him." The current situation is beyond everyone's expectations, and you can't help if you want to. ”

Lin Wan still didn't speak, her face was dumbfounded.

Brother Lin waited for a long time for such a sentence, and asked suspiciously: "Pressured?" I'm not stressed. In fact, I didn't think about being the boss. But ......"

The second daughter shouted in unison in the back seat of the carriage: "Stupid, I didn't say you." ”

I can't afford to provoke it, I can't afford to provoke it, Brother Lin shut up.

When they arrived home at one o'clock in the morning, the Lin brothers and sisters tiptoed open the door, only to find that their father had not slept. The living room light was on, and he sat alone at the deserted dining table.

There was an ashtray on the table, and Daddy Lin, who had not smoked for many years, smoked half a pack at night, and a lot of cigarette butts and ash were scattered on the table.

When Lin Wan came back, she snatched the cigarette from the old man's hand, opened the door and opened the window for ventilation, and scolded: "Dad, why are you smoking again?" Say how many times it's not good for your health. ”

The smoky Brother Lin in the house coughed.

After a while, the mother of the Lin family came out of the house with her clothes on, and sighed: "It's not that I was harmed by 'Zhou Papi'.

What is that stinky boy doing, it's quite powerful to write articles and scold people. He's on TV tonight. ”

After careful questioning, I learned that with the support of "Harmony Weekly", Tianyang's media has been bold in the past few days, and has carried out in-depth reports on the issue of state-owned enterprises for several consecutive days, and the incident dug up is shocking.

Daddy Lin was originally a petty official in the city battery factory, and he can be regarded as a person with an establishment. Zhou Qingfeng slaughtered all sides and ruthlessly dismissed him.

In the first few days, Father Lin was not convinced, feeling that he had no credit and hard work, but for the sake of his daughter's face, he still had to maintain a little bit of the 'Holy Light' right to speak.

In his heart, Daddy Lin still felt that he was a decent person and should not be treated mercilessly by layoffs.

It's just that the unemployed people are getting more and more troublesome, and Zhou Qingfeng's 'self-media' posted on HK and turned it back to the mainland, and he boldly scolded the 'iron rice bowls'.

Daddy Lin watched TV tonight, and the special report of Tianyang TV revealed all the rotten sores that had been covered, and the situation immediately reversed.

Because behind every moth who gets a stable salary, there are ten or even dozens of ordinary people who are struggling to survive. There are hundreds of thousands of people at the bottom of the city who are angry.

Zhou Qingfeng spent money in Tianyang to open a company to improve employment, and the good reputation accumulated for more than half a year gave him strong support in an instant.

Public opinion reversed.

On TV, I interviewed many poor households in the city who really couldn't get by. Many people know that the two companies of 'Holy Light' and 'Harmony' have directly and indirectly created more than 20,000 jobs.

Many poor households used to earn less than 50 yuan a month, but now they can find a good job in a 'harmonious' company. Even if it is just recycling and cleaning, the monthly income is not less than two hundred.

Within six months, Holy Light has sponsored more than 5,000 urban and rural students from poor families, so that they can continue their studies without dropping out of school to find a poor job.

As for rural loans, the limit has been raised from 100 yuan to 300 yuan. It can help more families get out of the difficulties. These are fate-changing acts of kindness.

Just for this charity, Zhou Qingfeng's monthly expenses jumped from hundreds of thousands to millions. But it took so much, he didn't publicize anything, and many things were unknown.

There are adults who have been impoverished due to illness and have been sent to the hospital by the Holy Light to recover their health.

Children with deceased parents receive a monthly living allowance to be able to go to school in peace and live with dignity.

There are little hooligans who can't find a job and fool around, laughing about their past after being educated, and busy on the production line.

The number of people who were laid off by Zhou Qingfeng was counted in 10,000, and the people who received Zhou Qingfeng's favor were also counted in 10,000.

If it weren't for the TV station to interview him, who would have known that this fool would have helped thousands of people in a big way? Even media reporters are extremely surprised, every interview is a baptism of the soul.

The bottom of society is silent, no one pays attention, and there is no right to speak. They didn't even know who saved them, and many of them asked the reporter who the 'Holy Light' was. Why help yourself?

Some people knelt down in tears, hoping that the reporter would say hello to Zhou Qingfeng instead of him. Some people scolded Zhou Qingfeng for digging into the corner of socialism, and admitted that Zhou Qingfeng had done the right thing.

The TV reporter wanted to interview Zhou Qingfeng and ask him for what purpose he was doing charity? Ask him how he feels in the face of accusations and praises. Ask him if he loves the ground under his feet?

But when the phone called to make an appointment for an interview, Zhou Qingfeng sneered on the phone: "Why are you interviewing me?" I'm not doing this to be praised, or recognized, or to love anyone.

I do what I want and that's it. As for whether others like it or not, do you feel grateful, or do you give back? I don't care at all, and I don't need any understanding.

I just want to stand on high and be a hero. ”