Chapter 499: It's not just about survival
Many of us now casually say that the post-80s or post-90s generation is the Beat Generation. In fact, the phrase Beat Generation refers specifically to the post-World War II generation in the West. Due to the anti-Christian nature of World War II, Westerners created a vacuum of faith after the war. Many young people live a simple, unkempt life, like to wear fancy clothes, disgust with work and study, refuse to undertake any social obligations, take pleasure in wandering the world, despise social law and order, oppose all secular conventions and capital monopolies, hate machine civilization, and they always seek new stimulation. Indulgence, drug addiction, and sinking are their representatives.
When I first saw this idea, I was lucky. But then I think about it, in fact, what is the difference between the young people of the post-80s, 90s and even post-00s in our country and these people, they have the Beatles, we have killing Matt, washing, cutting and blowing, they have all kinds of drug promiscuity, and our Haitian feast and all kinds of promiscuous parties are even more than them. The traditional Chinese people with thousands of years of tradition are slowly moving towards the forefront of opening up, and there are many people who go to bed and roll around after a few days of acquaintance, and the Taoist Confucianism that was once praised on the altar is slowly being abandoned by the whole society, replaced by various famous sayings and aphorisms and chicken soup for the soul, and of course, the swearing words in English, F-U-C-K!
I never understood what was going on, but when I studied it carefully, I found that it all seemed to start with reform and opening up. Since the reform and opening up, the social atmosphere is slowly becoming Westernized and open. This does not mean that reform and opening up is a wrong decision, in fact, the achievements brought about by reform and opening up are unparalleled. In just a few decades, China is probably the only one that can rely on wisdom and hard work to create such amazing wealth. I found that what really brought people down was not the social atmosphere, but the wealth brought about by the reform and opening up. When people no longer pursue simple food, they begin to pursue both physical and spiritual enjoyment. What follows is sinking or bursting.
I remember seeing Solomon when I was in school. Northup's novel "12 Years a Slave", which was later adapted into a film of the same name and won an Oscar. To be honest, I expected this story to win an Oscar. There is a classic sentence in the story that can be interpreted as a word for the Beat Generation.
Not just to survive, but to live.
In fact, there is only a thin line between survival and life. There is a line in my Stephen Chow movie that goes like this, if people don't have dreams, what's the difference between them and salted fish. I remember Sun Xiaoqing told me, I don't want my man to eat and wait for death, I don't want him to sink and collapse, I want him to be vigorous every day and burst out to the sky. To be honest, I will always look like a boy who doesn't grow up in front of Sun Xiaoqing, the reason is that she is three years older than me, and the most important thing is Sun Xiaoqing's bumpy life experience.
Although my family was poor, my parents were able to squeeze money out of my teeth to buy me a computer when I was in college, and I never experienced the kind of life that I had eaten without a meal since I was a child. Relying on the hard work of my parents, I successfully collapsed in this feeding environment, but Sun Xiaoqing did not. She has known everything since she was a child, relying on herself, and even going to college she needs to earn her own tuition.
It's hard for me to imagine that if I hadn't met Sun Xiaoqing, I would have sunk in this Beat Generation. After the most stubbornness, he ate and waited for death, married a daughter-in-law casually, or was killed first in the duel between Wang Yingli and Xia Wanyu. I've been thinking about it all these years, what would happen to me if I didn't have Sun Xiaoqing at the beginning, and then one day I suddenly understood that a man will always meet a woman in his life who makes you crazy and then burst out to the sky, Ma Xiaodan makes me frustrate and go crazy, and Sun Xiaoqing makes me crazy. If it weren't for the two of them, I'm afraid I would be like those ordinary people. Most people don't understand the meaning of survival and life, they think that life is just drinking a cup of afternoon tea in the quiet afternoon, reading their favorite novel before going to bed at night, and scolding people on the Internet and complaining about cheating. Actually, no, the real life is wise, knowing who you love and what you want. Don't be confused by the world, don't be crazy about the red dust. That's real life.
To be honest, I don't remember the two people Xu Gongsheng introduced to me at all. When I was eating with them, I was talking to Xu Gongsheng and ignored them at all. After more than two hours of dinner, the two of them handed me two documents, and after leaving the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, I casually threw them into the trash can in the parking lot. Obviously, I don't need Xu Gongsheng to help me introduce customers, all I need is for him to help me get the news out of the city, so that others know that I want to enter the manufacturing industry, that's all.
On the way back, I happened to pass through the university town, and I saw that there were wontons sold on the side of the road, so I asked the third child to park the car on the side of the road, and the two of us ate wontons together. Naturally, the roadside vendors in the university town can't eat anything too good, but it's rare to eat a wonton at 11 o'clock in the evening. It seems to be a night market stall nearby, and the third child saw that there was a braised pork to burn, so he went to buy two. Eating braised pork and drinking wonton soup, his mouth was full of oil.
The third child asked me: "Boss, you haven't eaten enough in a five-star hotel!" ”
"Eat a fart, the stuff in there is worse than." I laughed and cursed.
The third child had a sincere smile on his face.
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The night market is very lively, and after the meal, I walked on the lively street with the third child, and I was not in a hurry to go back. The third child looked around carefully, his tall figure, hideous face, and a little weird eyes, which scared off many female students who came to the night market for dinner. I didn't say anything, this is the profession of the third child, and he has this nature. To be honest, now I am afraid that the only person who can talk to me in Shanghai is the third child himself. I walked with the third child to the end of the night market, I squatted on the side of the road and lit a cigarette, and the third child stood beside me. The night was dark, and there was a cold smell in the air. I want to say something, but I don't know what to say.
The third child looks stupid, but he is actually smart. Often a sentence can break my interests and go straight to my heart, making me a little jealous, afraid of being slandered by this guy. At this time, the third child received a text message, and he didn't go to get his phone. I looked at him puzzled and asked, "Why don't you look at it?" ”
The third child said: "Good night to Xiao Nanfa." ”
I looked down at the time on my wrist and saw that it had reached twelve o'clock in the evening. I stood up a little embarrassed and said to the third child, "Go back quickly!" Go back to your house first, and then I'll drive back by myself. ”
The third child shook his head and said: "Boss, if you feel uncomfortable, I can drive you to the beach, Xiao Nan will sleep by herself, we agreed that every day when I am not at home before she goes to bed, she will send me a good night, let me know that she sleeps, so that I can do things outside with peace of mind." ”
I had a little smile on my face, and suddenly I didn't know what to say, and I looked at the third child for a long time before scolding: "Fuck, my hair is uncomfortable." ”
The third child smirked, scratched his head and didn't speak.
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Just as I was about to go back, I received a text message from Jiang Meng. Jiang Meng said that she was in the nightclub of her hotel brand, and she knew that I hadn't slept yet, and asked me to come over to accompany her. I frowned slightly, texted her back for the big night, I didn't want to sin. Jiang Meng quickly replied to me, give you ten guts, you will not uncover me, even though you are my boss. I was helpless, but I decided to go to Jiang Meng's place. Originally, I meant to drive over by myself, but the third man was very stubborn, and he didn't want to go back. In desperation, I could only take the third child to the Bund neighborhood again, there is a newly opened nightclub, which is an industry invested by Jiang Meng, and it also belongs to me, although I have never been here at all.
Unlike the smoky nightclubs and bars of the past, this nightclub called Nine Bar is very high-end, and the air smells of all kinds of liquor intertwined. At midnight, the nightclub is full of men and women. But there is a characteristic that the woman's plump buttocks leak out, the men's clothes are weird and handsome, and of course there are also the kind of local tyrants who wear Patek Philippe. As soon as I came in with the third child, I heard the sound of screeching music, and the performance in the nightclub seemed to be at its climax, and the sound reached a boiling point, which was unbearable. I walked up to the second floor, and saw Jiang Meng sitting among many women from a distance, Jiang Meng saw me coming up, stood up and waved at me, I walked up to Jiang Meng, Jiang Meng stood up and introduced me: "My Mr. Hao, don't say more!" ”
A group of angry women threw flattering eyes at me, the third child stood behind me as steady as Mount Tai, and one of the women wearing a white jacket with two pieces of soft flesh on her chest smiled and quipped: "Mr. Hao, go to the nightclub at night and bring bodyguards, is it possible that my sisters will eat you." ”
I frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Meng, Jiang Meng smiled and asked me to sit down and let the third child play by himself. To be honest, I'm not used to being surrounded by such a crowd of women riding thousands of people, because it makes me feel like I'm going to visit the ancient green house. I looked at Jiang Meng a little strangely, she knew my character, why would she still ask me to come here. Jiang Meng stood up with a wine glass and led me out of the crowd, she led me to a dark corner of the bar away from the crowd, looked at the crowd not far away, and said in a smile, "How do you feel?" ”
"Sao!" I'm going to be quick and straightforward.
Jiang Meng punched me and said: "Don't talk nonsense, those women are not simple, and the men who handle them are not ordinary, I am helping you take a roundabout strategy, the one who was wearing white clothes just now, do you know who she was wrapped up by?" ”
"Who?" I looked at Jiang Meng with wide eyes and asked.
"Wang Xingjian made by Jinjiang!" Jiang Meng squinted his eyes and looked at me with disdain.
I looked at Jiang Meng in front of me with some surprise, and suddenly understood why she asked me to come to the nightclub. I playfully smiled and said, "It seems that I have arranged for you to be the special assistant to the president, which is a wise choice." ”
Jiang Mengbian flattened his mouth, looked at me viciously and said, "Anyway, I won't give you the unspoken rules, you are a wise fart!" ”——
PS: There's another chapter below, which should be two hours later. We will never break our word when we say we will do it.