A Mitsubishi flathead car travels on National Highway 107. From time to time, one or several restaurants will pop up on the side of the road. There is a young lady standing on the side of the road beckoning customers.

Li Fei said to the driver Zhang Guodong, let's find a restaurant to stop and eat.

Zhang Guodong said that there is a restaurant not far in front of him, and the food tastes good. Let's go there and eat.

Zhang Guodong asked Xiang Yongming next to him: Is Xiao Xiang married?

Xiao Xiang said, no.

Aren't you still a chicken?

Xiao Xiang smiled.

Do you want to shoot? Zhang Guodong teased.

Xiao Xiang pretended not to understand: What kind of cannon?

I don't even know if you're fighting, it looks like you're really a chicken!

Li Fei said, Master Zhang, don't instigate him.

Zhang Guodong is a veteran, easy-going and talkative. He continued to tease Yongming, there are young ladies in the restaurant where we ate in front, and they can teach you how to shoot cannons.

Xiang Yongming glanced at Li Fei, just smirked, and didn't dare to pick up.

Zhang Guodong said that Xiao Zhou, a new veteran in our team, is also a chicken. At the beginning, he couldn't put an order for a month, and the team arranged for him to be in the car with another master. Others teased him, saying Xiao Zhou, have you ever shot a cannon? Xiao Zhou said no. Others say that there are guns in roadside restaurants, do you want to? He was afraid of ugliness and did not express his position. One day, we went to Guangdong together with a few cars and had dinner at a restaurant on the side of the road. The proprietress came over to solicit customers and asked if she wanted a young lady. said that there is a yellow flower girl. Everyone teased Xiao Zhou and said he wanted it.

The proprietress called a young lady out and sat beside Xiao Zhou and rubbed each other.

After eating, the young lady pulled him to the room, and Xiao Zhou pushed him halfway.

Everyone laughed and said, we are waiting for you in the car. Within a few minutes, Xiao Zhou came out. Everyone asks how it is so fast? Guess what he said?

How so? Xiang Yongming couldn't wait to ask.

Zhang Guodong deliberately did not say it. Li Fei also wanted to know the result, but he didn't ask. Xiang Yongming urged Zhang Guodong to say quickly.

You guess!

Don't have enough money?

Zhang Guodong shook his head.

How many clicks is that?

Zhang Guodong still shook his head.

Xiang Yongming anxiously pushed Zhang Guodong: Say it quickly!

Li Fei hurriedly stopped: Pay attention to safety!

Zhang Guodong said with a smile, he said that things recognize life.

When Xiang Yongming heard this, he almost laughed. The mouth repeatedly: Something recognizes life!

No wonder others say that your long-distance drivers are hooligans. Li Fei laughed at Zhang Guodong.

Zhang Guodong made a fake action of touching his brain, saying that he was poor and happy!

Before the business trip, Li Fei went to ask Lu Shiping for leave. He only said that he had "if encountered" about participating in the training course, and did not affirm it. It is said that the trust company's money has just arrived, and this period of the project is also a gap period.

In addition to installing 30 refrigerators in the Shunde factory, this trip to Guangdong also had to go to the Panyu Electric Market to buy some smuggled electrical appliances. Because he had to carry tens of thousands of yuan in cash with him, and there were many smuggled electrical appliances and counterfeit goods, Li Feite brought a repairman to Yongming to accompany him.

The next day, when he rushed to the refrigerator factory and went through the procedures for picking up the goods, Li Fei found a few recent newspapers. Look at the ads above. Sure enough, there is a piece of information about the spring hotel management training course of Guangzhou University. The duration of the study is four weeks, and the tuition fee is 2,000 yuan. Looking at the time again, the start date of school is the same day. Li Fei called and asked if he could enroll two days later. The other party replied that yes.

Guangzhou University's Guihuagang Campus is east of Guangzhou Railway Station, and Li Fei's first impression is that the scale is not as large as Paitou. At this time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Fei was hungry, and ate a little hastily at the small restaurant at the entrance of the school. I went to the registration desk to go through the enrollment procedures and received the class schedule and a few easy-to-print textbooks. When I arrived at the classroom, I was already sweating.

The teacher was a man in his fifties. He is not tall, with thinning hair and slightly fat. He's talking about Maslow's hierarchy of needs.

Li Fei sat down in the last row. Someone looked back at him, nonchalant.

There were more than 20 students in the classroom. All but two of them were men. Ages vary. Sitting in the middle of the desk and chair, facing the teacher, the blackboard and the lectern, Li Fei suddenly had the urge to cry.

This scene has appeared in his dreams countless times. Every time I dream about it, I have to wake him up crying. The teenager's failure to go to school has become a permanent pain in his heart.

He will never forget that cold moonlit night, walking alone in despair. The heart is like dead ashes—like a dying spark under the ashes—the spark is stubborn—and the dream whispers are repeated like a soul:

I want to read – I want to read!

Then there was a higher self-study exam – like a poor rain in a field that had been dry for a long time.

There are no classes; There are no teachers; No classmates; There is no time guarantee. Only textbooks. He read on the plane; Read on the train; read on a rocking steamer; Read on a bumpy car. His eyes are peculiar and suitable for reading in motion. He even believed that the human mind was most active only in rapid motion. to get the best reading experience.

Work is like a shackle that imprisons him all day long. Only in the dead of night can there be the freedom to read. He was foolish enough to think that he could live two days in one day. Earned more than others.

When his hair fell out in pieces, he realized that no matter how strong his spirit was, his body belonged to a mortal after all.

None of his test scores were high. But luckily, I passed all the homework once. He got his college diploma. Become the first batch of self-examinees to graduate in the city. Due to his business achievements, he was named an outstanding candidate in the province. At the graduation ceremony, he was honored to speak on stage.

He thought that his lack of study had been compensated. However, that very night, he dreamed again that he was sitting in a classroom. Desks, chairs, teachers, classmates. Again he cried sadly. until you wake up crying. Only then did he realize that all compensation was not enough to heal the pain in his heart. Dropping out of school at a young age hurt him too deeply.

It was the first time he had heard Maslow. There is the thrill of sudden clarity in chaos. This pleasure is different from the pleasure of self-learning comprehension, it comes with the scene, the characters, the intonation, the temperature, and the communication. It's like having sex with someone you love - the difference between sex and masturbation, the two feelings are not the same.

After that, he had the impression that Maslow had become a Chinese man in his fifties, not tall, with a round head and a round head, sparse hair and a slight chubby appearance.

The teacher who taught the catering class was not very tall. Thin. Wear a pair of glasses. is a scholar who has been a chef for several years. He focused on the innovation of catering dishes. He said:

In the sixties and seventies, Hong Kong cuisine was mainly based on traditional Cantonese cuisine. Later, he integrated the practices of Western cuisine and created a new school of Cantonese cuisine, defeating the teacher's traditional Cantonese cuisine.

Today, Cantonese traditional Cantonese cuisine has to learn from Hong Kong's new style of Cantonese cuisine. He concludes that the life of a dish lies in change.

Li Feiben is a person who likes to be unconventional, and when he hears this, he feels very appetizing. For a while, my thoughts flowed, and I thought of a certain drama.

Some people oppose a traditional drama to development and innovation, thinking that if it changes, it is not original. Even the singing segment of a certain drama on the Spring Festival Gala every year is limited to the so-called classics. This makes a certain drama far from reality. away from the audience.

In the past, some useful attempts were made to reform a certain drama, but after being labeled with a certain label, it was denied.

If a certain drama can be like Cantonese cuisine, there are two kinds of traditional dramas and new dramas; Let a new drama get rid of the traditional shackles in terms of theme, singing, musical instruments, choreography, etc., and a certain drama may come out of a new world.

And I think of all things in the world, and nothing is immutable. and all that is not changeable perishes. Of course, perdition is also a change. There is a famous saying that the only constant in the world is change itself.

Once, the glasses teacher talked about management style. It is said that traditional management is generally nanny-style, which is manifested as being respectful; Modern management is generally chic, which is manifested in letting go and letting the following do.

He asked the students to relate to reality and talk about their opinions. He saw that everyone's eyes were dodging and silent. Only Li Fei's eyes lit up and he was eager to try. He ordered Li Fei to stand up and speak.

Li Fei stood up and said, in terms of these two management styles, I am more in favor of chic. However, the specific method to be adopted in management practice depends on the specific situation.

If the management system is not sound, blindly ignoring things will only harm yourself. In addition, it is necessary to know people well, and use key people in key places. For example, in the story of the Three Kingdoms, although Zhuge Liang made a nanny-style arrangement for camping, Ma Jian did not follow it. Still lost the street kiosk.

When I lived in the countryside, the production team had a remote paddy field to be cultivated, and many people took the initiative to ask for help, and the team leader only handed over to an old farmer to do. When I asked why, he said that the field must be planted tomorrow, and if others can't finish it, they will make a mistake.

After Li Fei finished speaking, seeing that everyone was silent, he said loudly, didn't I speak well? Applause!

So everyone applauded. There was a rumbling in the classroom. The glasses teacher said two stingy words not without jealousy:

Dashing!

The teacher who taught the finance class was a middle-aged female teacher, and there was an unquestionable power in her eyes. When it comes to cost control, she elaborated on several key points of cost control. And write on the blackboard in one, two, three, and four. After speaking, she wiped the blackboard and asked her classmates to stand up and repeat what she had said.

Most of them stammered through their notebooks as they read what the teacher had said. Li Fei felt that this was very boring. He said:

The teacher just talked about a few things from a financial point of view. It is undoubtedly right to save every copper plate. However, from the perspective of management, it should be that only by increasing sales can we control and reduce costs more effectively. When the denominator is larger, the ratio of the numerator can be reduced. If we don't know this truth, we only know that blindly reducing expenses is undoubtedly harmful.

We have a government hotel in our area, and all the places are dimly lit. Business is also tepid. Why do it? The manager said to keep the cost of water and electricity under control. And the hotels I saw in Guangzhou were all brightly lit.

Obviously, Guangzhou's bright lights are to attract guests and generate more revenue; Our local hotel, however, doesn't know that.

The female teacher was a little annoyed. This mischievous student (she really doesn't know his name) embarrassed her. She couldn't help but admit that what he said was right. The students seemed to be a cut above her as a teacher.

Overwhelmed, she heard him say, "Teacher, am I right?"

When she came to her senses, she had to nod and raise her hand to signal him to sit down.

I feel the same way about what this classmate said just now.

As soon as Li Fei sat down, he heard someone speak again. Li Fei looked forward and saw that it was a classmate who spoke. The back of her ears was slightly red, and it was evident that she had mustered a lot of courage to stand up and speak.

She said that there was a chef in our hotel who was very skilled, but the salary was a bit high. In order to reduce expenses, the boss changed to a low-wage cook. But the response of the customers was not good, and the business deteriorated day by day. Later, when the financial statements came out, the wage rate did not go down, but went up, due to the decrease in operating income.

After class, Li Fei immediately went to check the roster. One of the two classmates in the class is surnamed Huang and the other is surnamed He. As for whether it was Miss Huang or Miss He who spoke, it is unknown.

There was no class on Saturday afternoon, and Li Fei was going to go to the street to see if there were any suitable gifts for the children.

Mr. Lee! Someone was calling him. Li Fei looked back, followed by two female classmates in the same class.

Where is Mr. Lee going? One of the ladies said.

I didn't have classes in the afternoon, so I was going to go to the South Building. Li Fei said.

Miss Huang also went to the South Building. It was Miss Ho who spoke.

Oh? What a coincidence! Only then did Li Fei understand that the young lady who spoke in class was surnamed Huang.

Miss Huang said, I live in Jiangnan, and I have to take a ferry from the South Building riverside.

Li Fei said, I don't know where to take the bus, and I was about to ask for directions. Well, just follow you.

Miss He told Li Fei that Miss Huang just said that she wanted to find an opportunity to invite Mr. Li to tea. It's a good day, I bumped into you when I went out.

As he spoke, a pair of well-behaved smiling eyes teased between Li Fei and Miss Huang.

Li Fei squinted at Miss Huang, probably because the private words between the girls were exposed, and saw that Miss Huang pushed Miss He angrily: Don't talk nonsense!

Can I invite you to tea? Li Fei said very gentlemanly.

All right! Miss He said, it's just that I'm going to my mother's house to pick up the child today, so I can't accompany you.

Is it? Li Fei asked Miss Huang.

Who knows if she's telling the truth or not. Miss Huang pouted.

I'm telling a lie, I don't want to be a light bulb for someone else, right? Miss He said with a smile.

Miss Huang made a gesture of scaring Miss He, and Miss He hurriedly dodged.

Li Fei said, if Miss He has nothing to do, let's go sit together?

Miss He said, I'm really in trouble. I'll treat you to tea another day.

There is only one empty seat on the bus. Li Fei asked Miss Huang to sit down, and he stood next to him with one arm hanging from his hand. Miss Huang looked out the window; Li Fei looked at Miss Huang's hair. Miss Huang's shampoo-scented hair was draped over her light gray spring dress.

When the car arrived at the Guangzhou Railway Station, many people came up at once, squeezing the car tightly. Li Fei held it with both hands. Try to make a little space with Miss Wong.

Miss Huang turned her head and smiled, and moved her body towards the window, leaving a small half of the chair. This made Li Fei very puzzling, did he let himself sit together? Or are you dodging a little bit so that he doesn't get too tired?

Miss Huang took Li Fei to a restaurant by the river in the Southern Building. At this time, the lunch meal has passed, and there are not many guests. The two of them found a square table by the window and sat down opposite each other.

Boats roar on the river, shuttling back and forth; The waves of the water were stirred up, stumbling in the light and shadow.

The waiter came over to open a table and asked what kind of tea to drink. Miss Huang chatted with the waiter in Cantonese, and then asked Li Fei what kind of tea he drank in Mandarin. Li Fei is not particular about drinking tea, and wants Miss Huang to call the shots. Miss Huang said a few more words to the waiter, and the waiter went.

Miss Huang likes to drink sweetened chrysanthemum tea? Li Fei asked.

Mr. Li, can you understand? Miss Huang said with a smile.

I understand a little bit. Li Fei said.

Miss Huang beckoned to the cart and asked Li Fei to order. Li Fei was unfamiliar with it, and he was afraid of foreign appearances, so he insisted on asking Miss Huang to order. Miss Huang ordered a chicken claw, a shrimp dumpling, a water chestnut cake, and a radish cake. I asked for two more fish fillet porridge. The waiter took out the desk card on the table, stamped a few red marks on it, and put it back.

Li Fei took the card and looked at it in his hand.

Mr. Li, do you have morning and evening tea in your hotel? Miss Huang asked.

Our hotel has not yet been built, and we may do it in the future. Li Fei replied.

Is it in Hunan?

No. It is in Hubei.

Oh – no wonder you're so smart!

Are Hubei people smart?

What is the saying? Nine-headed bird in the sky, Hubei Yankee on the ground.

Miss Huang, the nine-headed bird is not a compliment. Li Fei said with a smile.

Oh – is it? I'm sorry, but I'm still ...... Miss Huang smiled apologetically.

Is Miss Huang's hometown in Guangzhou?

Yes.

I see how you don't look like a Cantonese person.

How is it not like that?

Cantonese people have a somewhat dark complexion. Miss Huang, your complexion is so good.

Miss Huang owes herself to Li Fei to pour tea. Pale yellow tea falls from the spout of the teapot with a pleasant tinkling sound in the white teacup.

Li Fei felt Miss Huang's hand trembling slightly.

I'm not the only one saying that. Li Fei raised his eyes to look at Miss Huang's face, and he felt that Miss Huang's eyes that seemed to be looking at the desktop were looking at him.

That's what my husband and I said when we first met. Miss Huang smiled a little embarrassed.

I guess he's more than just complimenting you on your good complexion.

Hearing Li Fei praise her like this, Miss Huang couldn't help but laugh loudly, and hurriedly covered it with her hands.

Am I right? Li Fei stared at Miss Huang. But Miss Huang's gaze wandered like a snake. From the beginning to the present, she has been like this, never looking at him. She always looks away. But Li Fei can feel that her every move is under her control all the time.

Mr. Lee's wife must be beautiful too!

How could Ms. Huang see it?

The gentleman is handsome and chic, how can the wife not be beautiful?

Miss Huang slowly stirred the fish fillet porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and she was full of curiosity about the Mr. Li in front of her. Too much to know about his past; His everything.

The light and shadow of the sun reflected from the water on the ceiling, swaying like a group of snakes of time.