"Buddha, Buddha, something is wrong." An important cadre of the Snow Mountain Monk Regiment appeared in front of Da Jingba, who continued to give lectures, which made many believers in the audience very dissatisfied. The Jingba practitioners, composed of devout believers of all races, empty-minded people, apolitical fǔists, ** elements, anti-red sè people, and animal protectionists, are the money bags of the Jingba monk group, so regularly fooling these people is one of the most important undertakings of the Great Jingba.

Especially seeing the suspicion on the face of the martial arts star sitting in the front row, Da Jingba felt very annoyed in his heart, this Han man was stupid and rich, and saw that he was about to be "influenced" by himself, and donated the hard-earned money he earned from making movies to himself.

Unexpectedly, he was disturbed by his stupid apprentice, he coughed lightly and seemed to disapprove, and continued to talk about the "compassion" of Buddhism without answering.

"Buddha, something is wrong" The disciple thought that the teacher had not heard clearly, so he raised his voice.

"Hmm~" Da Jingba glanced at his disciple, and for a moment, his eyes were fierce and vicious. The disciple was so frightened that he trembled all over, sweating and raining, and he didn't dare to say more nonsense.

Da Jingba's eyes converged, and he continued to talk about "precept forbearance" with the appearance of a high-ranking monk, and when it came to the subtleties, the Kaizi army below all had ruddy faces, shortness of breath, and their hearts were full of pleasure. This is the genius of the great monk, after decades of practicing Buddhism, the master has developed a mouth of sharp teeth. The people who have been fooled have a kind of pleasure of taking drugs, and they always have a lot of experience after being educated, and the result is that they regularly come to Dajingba to take ...... Well, listen to the Dharma.

Thirty minutes later, Da Jingba returned to the back hall after flickering, and was displeased when he saw the apprentice who was scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks and standing restlessly. In his opinion, this person who usually looks stable has become so flustered, and it is really a loss of physique.

"Look at what you've become, don't you see that I'm talking about the Dharma?" Da Jingba's tone was not happy, but the next words were like a river flowing endlessly, and he analyzed the disadvantages of his subordinates from the root. The poor disciple wanted to pout several times, but was intimidated by the stern eyes several times.

After finishing his mouth, Dajingba finally stopped, very satisfied with the effect of his speech, and finally began to ask, "What happened?" ”

"We had another accident in our two camps in Dongda and Mintso, and just like last time, all the people disappeared as if they had been captured by the devil." As he spoke, the disciple handed over a few pieces of paper with printed pictures.

"What" Da Jingba immediately stood up in shock, trembling all over, his hands trembling, "disappeared again?" Isn't there a camera this time? Who did this to you? ”

"Yes, it's all gone. The camera didn't catch anything, and the locals said that they heard gunshots and found bullet casings, but they were all done by us, so they fired more than a dozen shots. ”

"More than 100 people in two camps, and they fired more than a dozen shots? How they trained, it's really a rice bucket. What else is such waste called jīng rui? Can you fight a war with the Chinese? What's the use of me raising them" Da Jingba was furious, roaring and waving the Dharma Battle, and the disciple couldn't help but look at the wooden stick and couldn't help but fall backwards and misplace.

After ten minutes of angry scolding, Da Jingba gasped and stopped, he was still wronged that he had earned some money by preaching the scriptures every day, and he didn't expect the people he cultivated to be so useless

As if he suddenly remembered something, he said hurriedly: "Hurry up and tell Sù Tsojie Dobu not to go to the camp and hurry back to New Delhi." Thankfully, he was supposed to arrive today. ”

Da Jingba was sweet in his heart when he thought of that Tsojie Dobu, that handsome young man was not only smart and self-motivated, but also had his own blood flowing in the key. In order to share the worries of his titular mentor, the actual father, he is inspecting his "Snow Mountain Soldier" camp everywhere. I wasn't going to those two camps, but luckily it was staggered

He happily muttered a few words and recited a few Buddha names, this time he was sincere. However, he found that his disciple's face was embarrassed, as if he had something to say, so he waved his hand and motioned for the disciple to speak quickly.

"Buddha, if you want to stay, Tsoje Dobu will be blessed by the Bodhisattva." The disciple said in fear.

“…… What the? What do you mean by that? Da Jingba jumped up from his chair again, not looking like an old man.

"Tsoje Dobu went to the camp yesterday because he said that he could return to New Delhi as soon as he could, and he disappeared with those people...... then the disciple was shocked to see that Da Jingpa's face changed from yellow to white, from white to red, from red to purple......

"Ping" Da Jingba's eyes rolled, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground.

"Come on, come on, the Buddha is sick, hurry up and call the doctor." There was a hoarse cry from the deep compound, like an owl's mournful history. This sound also spread to the street, and the pedestrians who were passing by heard this wild scream, and couldn't help but look inside.

At this moment.

On the interprovincial highway to Salem, a city in southern Bangalore, a row of five Volkswagen Touareg off-road vehicles are speeding forward, their fast wheels kicking up dust from the road, like a giant snake winding forward.

Dang Weimin sat in the back seat of the third car, and beside him, Nika had fallen asleep long ago from the bumps in the road. She tilted her head and leaned on the shoulder of the party for the people, with a sweet smile on her face, and her gradually white skin revealed a kind of green chūn breath with little NV.

Probably because of the perfume, Dang Weimin smelled the faint smell of incense jīng and less nv, frowned and straightened the head of the nv child, and no longer let her lean on herself.

"Daddy, have you arrived?" Nika woke up with such a push, and Róu looked out the window with confused eyes. Outside the window, there were still white-sunburned roads and unpainted peasants, and a few cows in the fields were swaggering and eating their crops, no different than usual.

"Not yet, but soon."

"Daddy, why develop in this place? I've heard that the situation here is rather luàn, and the officials are quite critical and incompetent. ”

"Well, luàn is better, otherwise many things will be even more difficult to handle."

This is true, after all these times, the party for the people has a deeper understanding of the officials. Only by saving a large number of ** molecules can those wealthy consortia accomplish things that are not easy to do ordinarily take a long time.

Only in this way can their own paper mills and yào factories quickly gain a foothold in a short period of time, which is inseparable from the process of opening the green light for money along the way. It is impossible to achieve rapid development step by step, Deng Gong said, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat, and the party deeply believes it for the people.

After another half an hour, the car drove into the factory area of his stable paper company, and the manager Shigejiro Takagi was already standing at the entrance of the big mén with several cadres to greet him. It may be that Takagi comes from Japan, where the hierarchy is strict, so he attaches great importance to etiquette.

Looking at Takagi's body almost bent at 90 degrees, Dang Weimin always had the idea of kicking this devil away, after all, in the real world, he is only 20 years old and still belongs to the lively and active stage.

Shigejiro Takagi, who has worked for a paper company in Japan for more than 20 years, is an experienced and managerial man who would not have come out and break out if it weren't for the fact that the Japanese economy was affected by the 2008 U.S. mortgage crisis and a large number of business failures.

Although many of the new generation in Japan are influenced by the otaku culture, they are waste from making electric vehicles at home all day long. However, the Japanese of the previous generation still have the characteristics and advantages of the first generation of people who devoted themselves to construction after the end of World War II, such as conscientiousness, meticulous work, and experience in streamlined production.

For example, after Shigejiro Takagi came to Stable Paper Company, he made drastic structural adjustments and personnel combinations. It may be that the structure was drawn up by the top leaders, or more likely that the first manager was weak, and the structure of the paper company was not good, but no one raised objections across the board. Therefore, the organizational structure formulated by Takagi for the people and the company was overturned, without any consideration for the feelings of the party for the people.

At the beginning, the two had a jiāo stream for this, which roughly means:

"Aren't you going too far?"

"Only when the company has a big problem needs to make a comparative adjustment."

"The old structure was okay, I don't see the problem."

"With all due respect, Solid Paper has the best technology in the world, but it is equipped with a set of world-class management models, and there is no great future for such development. I am willing to push this extremely technologically advanced company to the level of a world-class large enterprise, so I have restructured the company with the right granted to me by Mr. President. "Okay, do what you want first, I want to see the effect."

"Mr. Tang, there is a proposal below, you need to further your economic analysis level and enterprise management level."

“……”

To tell the truth, the party for the people is quite a headache for this Japanese person, isn't it said that the Japanese attach great importance to the relationship between superiors and subordinates? Isn't it like seeing the boss like seeing a ghost? Why is this Takagi so xìng?

But when you think about the strong fine tradition of Shirak in old Japan, it is also relieved, this may be the blood genetic factor that Fuso has always had, right?

However, Takagi's words did inspire the party for the people, and he had long found that when he studied economic theory and business management, no matter how he mastered high-tech equipment, he could only learn something like a skin máo or something on the outside. Some of the key items, reading books or other materials are quite obscure, and his own guess is that some handouts or rules can only be expressed and conveyed verbally.

Therefore, after seeing Takagi Shigejiro this time, after Dang Weimin shook hands, he said in his ear: "Takagi-kun, last time you proposed to build yì was good, I have a plan to go to the university to study business." ”