Because there was a meeting in the morning, Huang Jianliang got in the car and traveled without waiting for the nosebleed to stop.

Covering his injured face with an ice pack, he lay on his back in the back seat of the car, because he didn't close his eyes all night yesterday, and he had just received a heavy blow to his head, and in the shaking, the whole person fell asleep groggily.

This time, the dream took him to a childhood that was so far away that even he couldn't remember it clearly.

That year, he seemed to be only three years old, maybe five years old, in short, it happened during the Spring Festival, which was originally a family reunion, a lively and happy Spring Festival. The most solemn festival of the Chinese family. But on that day, in front of all his relatives, Huang Jianliang's father didn't know which way to smoke, so he beat his wife in front of everyone.

He even ordered his son to follow suit. "Kill this slut, it's a good boy from my Huang family, just beat me."

In the encouragement of the elders, Huang Jianliang, who was still young, beat his mother without hesitation. Although his mother looked so sad, although the scene of his mother holding herself and coaxing him to sleep the night before was still vivid, although Huang Jianliang loved his mother. But because of his father's order, he still did not hesitate to fight, which attracted bursts of applause.

"Okay, good fight, the Huang family has a good man who kills decisively."

In the tradition of the Celestial Empire, the wife is an outsider, which can be seen at a glance.

Although the mother has been married to the father for far more than ten years, and even the son has been born, outsiders are still just outsiders.

Although it was unpleasant and even ridiculous for such a thing to happen during the Spring Festival, none of the relatives and friends present spoke out to stop it, and they all watched as it should, except for a new daughter-in-law who had just come to the door and was brought out for the first time to recognize someone.

The new daughter-in-law covered her mouth in disbelief and said, "The son beats his mother, where is this kind of absurdity in the world." ”

Now, it's really the same hornet's nest. Although no one present could say why Huang Jianliang's father beat his mother, although no one could say what mistakes Huang Jianliang's mother had committed and needed to be beaten by her husband in front of everyone on the night of the reunion. But people are such a short-term thing, and what their own family members do must be right. Outsiders, even if they are victims, but she must be the one who is wrong. The family said that outsiders should be beaten, and outsiders should be beaten.

The older one almost pointed at the nose of the new daughter-in-law and scolded, saying that she was nosy, and the rules of Huangjia Village were about to be broken by outsiders. The middle-aged, shaking his head and sighing, persuaded her that more is better than less, and for the happiness of her future marriage, don't offend her elders. And the young man said ignorantly that what his father said must be correct.

Patriarchy, one of the core elements of feudal rule.

In the era when the three powers of king, father, and husband ruled the world, the father had the status of a god. He is the king of the nation, the father of his sons, and the husband of his wives, and he has all the power in his hands. My father said that death is death, and my father said that life is life, and there is no room for opposition from others. The woman is nothing but a subordinate of the man, the wife is nothing but the private property of the husband, and everything she owns can be swayed by his mind, or even destroyed directly.

Time continues to move forward, and when I was in middle school, I still remember that year was the third year of high school, and Huang Jianliang was preparing for the college entrance examination. His mother brought his sister to bring him food, and the woman who was struggling said that the family had neither money nor food to support him, and told Huang Jianliang not to read it, and to enter the society early to make money to support himself.

This time, without the need for orders, he decisively beat his mother.

Because of witnessing the hardships of his father's generation, and knowing the ignorance and ignorance of his hometown, Huang Jianliang has always had a wish, that is, to use the power of knowledge to change the future. He wants to study, study hard, and fly out of the ravine after being admitted to university, no longer like his father, living a difficult life with his back to the yellow sky and facing the soil, and no longer watching the sky to eat.

At that moment, Huang Jianliang, who was blinded by anger, didn't see it, his mother had been holding him in his arms, and the boxed lunch that was warm for him with body temperature was spilled after being knocked down and sprinkled with kimchi fried in clear oil. Those were the extra nutrients that his mother had added for him. As for the mother and the younger sister, their bodies were swollen because they had been deprived of protein nutrition for a long time, and because of extreme malnutrition.

The dream was bumping, the driver woke up Huang Jianliang, and Sun was almost there.

Like a woman, he skillfully and naturally touches out the makeup mirror and makeup, and retouches his appearance, trying to hide the fact that he has been beaten to the greatest extent. At least, don't let people see it at a glance.

Despite this, Zhang Ai still saw it at a glance and pointed to the opposite part of his face. "Face, what's wrong?"

Subconsciously covered it, and then avoided it, Huang Jianliang stammered slightly: "No, it's nothing, it's just a fall while taking a bath." It's a trifle. The anger in my heart burned again, and look, this is the right answer for a husband and wife to fight.

In the conference room, a group of people were discussing in a mess, and soon Huang Jianliang got the shocking news from their conversation - Director Chen and his son had all entered, and it seemed that the situation could not be fished out. The Chen family is completely finished.

Wang Aiyi did it.

Almost immediately, Huang Jianliang reflexively came to this conclusion. After all, the Chen family was the first batch of veterans who went to the sea to do business at the beginning of the reform and opening up, although the tradition of the Celestial Empire has always pressed the merchants very humble, but after so many years of careful management, the foundation of the Chen family can be regarded as strong. Ambition, perseverance, decision-making, decisiveness, although there will be a little bit of absurdity in the case of extreme accidents, but so what, the male world treats men with compassion.

The Chen family, whether up or down, can be regarded as flourishing, of course, his influence is limited to the province at most.

Compared with the otherworldly existence of the Wang family, the scum is not counted, but the radish is still muddy. Although this kind of mud is not a problem for the Wang family at all, Wang Aiyi is just a woman, an abandoned son who was kicked out of the house by the Wang family and thrown into a foreign country to seek life and death. She can hardly use the family resources, and all she can use is a little bit of power.

It's right to think about it, children from top-level families can be abused as much as they want when they close the door, but if outsiders want to abuse and play casually, they are slapping the Wang family in the face. Chiguo Guodi does not give the Wang family face.

But just like this, Wang Aiyi actually pulled out the Chen family in one breath on the Chen family's territory, and only worked hard overnight.

You know, the strong dragon doesn't crush the head snake.

Thinking of this, Huang Jianliang's whole person trembled directly, and his body curled up there like a big prawn. The leafy Chen family, which is almost unattainable in his eyes, was bombarded to the slag by Wang Aiyi in just one night. Even after the bombardment, you can leisurely go to Sun Xiaoyou to have breakfast and drink tea, so relaxed. Then a character like himself who has no foundation at all, like a fallen leaf floating in the wind, a duckweed floating on the water.

For a grassroots man like himself, Wang Aiyi doesn't even need to give a look.

Sun Xiaoyou, if it weren't for himself to sharpen Sun Xiaoyou, his life would have been lost a hundred times a thousand times. The reason why Wang Aiyi spared his life was because he wanted to use him as a whetstone to sharpen his sisters.

"I'm a man, a man who should have this world...... Let me be a stepping stone for a mere woman, impossible, absolutely impossible. ”

"Wang Aiyi, I am indeed inferior to you now, but I am a man, I am still alive, and that is enough."

Thinking like this, Huang Jianliang's eyes gradually shot madness.

……

It was almost noon, the meeting ended, and Huang Jianliang suddenly heard an extremely suppressed cry when he walked outside the pantry.

When I stepped forward, it turned out that there was a little secretary hiding in it and crying secretly, this was a little secretary who had just joined the company, and the person squatting next to her with a tissue in her hand was another secretary with a little more seniority. Through the conversation between the two, Huang Jianliang knew that the little secretary was bullied by his immediate boss, a department manager.

"It's my job to do whatever work my boss assigns, and I know that. But this arrangement must at least be limited, if not the department's business, at least it must be the company's business, or even the Sun family's. Although the boss of a private business exaggerates and is the best, he directly treats his subordinates as nannies, and even as free lovers, I know it. But asking me to write a thesis for his son who is in graduate school is what kind of work it is, and if you can't get it, you will fire me. The conscience of heaven and earth, I am only an undergraduate, what graduate thesis can I write? He clearly wanted to force me to resign. ”

"No, the niece of the department manager is about to graduate, if I don't force me to leave, a turnip and a pit, what will he do to settle his niece...... But then, what am I, what am I...... It is not easy for us college graduates to find a job, and now I have to leave my job without a reason, and I don't want to look for a job in my life. ”

The little secretary's sobs were intermittent.

Yes, Huang Jianliang once believed that the university was the highest level in the world, and he thought that as long as he entered the university, he could get everything in the world. But when his day really came, he realized how ridiculous he used to be himself.

University, college student.

The most indispensable thing in the Celestial Empire is college students, and the one who has depreciated the most since the reform and opening up is college students.

Unemployment as soon as you graduate is no joke.

As a professional manager, Huang Jianliang certainly knows that the company's recruitment standards, ability and qualifications are necessary, in addition to one is loyalty, even if a woman can't treat her husband from the beginning, but at least he must understand the truth of Entubao. That secretary, whether fired or voluntarily resigned, was devastating for the rest of her life.

You must know that every talent needs the company to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to cultivate, and no one likes employees who change jobs frequently.

As for the first job in life, I just jumped and played, but I am afraid that no one will dare to take this trick again.

Someone patted Huang Jianliang behind her, it was Zhang Ai, and she walked out with the materials in her hand after tidying up the conference room. Glancing into the pantry, he said lightly: "It's normal, everyone came from that step." You, me, and she are. Each of us should pay for our survival...... That girl, it's good to think that you have a dream......"

That's right, it's just a dream, Zhou Gong dreamed of butterflies, whether Zhou Gong dreamed of butterflies, or butterflies dreamed of Zhou Gong.