It was getting late, and the glow reflected off the glass wall of the building opposite.

Ankang sat in the office for a long time and saw his image in the reflection on the window glass. A handsome and ugly face. Handsomeness is external, ugliness is internal.

Ankang began to re-examine what the word "investment" meant. Is it just about making money, creating wealth, and transferring money from one person's pocket to another's pocket?

In the minds of many people, it is true that investment is just the transfer of money. That's why they are keen on trading stocks, futures, and foreign exchange, and expect to make a profit.

In university classes and related textbooks, the essence of "investment" learned by Ankang is indeed the transfer of funds, but this transfer is not an ineffective transfer, but is conducive to the transfer of productivity. Like a power station, it does not affect the flow of the river to the sea, but only uses its flow to generate productivity.

Investment requires the allocation of funds to productive activities that maximize productivity and are most productive. But how much of the investment has served this purpose?

Ankang finally saw the essence of the investment company, and he seemed to see clearly what his ambitions were and what his development direction was.

It was his stomach and bladder that urged him to get off work.

On Ankang's way to the bathroom, he saw that the lights in Wu Mo's office were still on. After An Kang came out of the bathroom, he knocked on the door of Wu Mo's office.

"Come in." Hearing Wu Mo shouting in the office, An Kang walked in.

Wu Mo saw that it was An Kang who came in, he was stunned for a moment, and asked, "What do you have to tell Mr. An?" ”

"What Mr. An. Why haven't you left yet? Didn't have a date today? ”

"What are you going to do? If you marry this company when you enter this company, how can you have kung fu dating? Is there something wrong with me? ”

"It's fine. Get ready to go home, see you're still in the company, come in and say hello. Okay, I'm leaving. After saying that, Ankang went out.

Wu Mo tapped the desk with her diamond-studded manicure's index finger, looking at the direction of Ankang's departure quite inexplicably. This person who is a few years younger than her and has quickly risen through the ranks of the company sometimes does things so inexplicably. But no matter how inexplicable he is, he won't come to her office to say hello after work like an old friend. Are we that familiar?

Ankang, who came out of the office, walked towards the side of Dongchang Road. When he was about to reach Dongchang Road, he suddenly turned around and looked at the Jin Mao Tower.

"I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain" This sentence really exhausts the truth of the world. Ankang has been immersed in the financial circle for so many years, and it seems that today he has only jumped out of the "Lushan" that he was looking forward to very much. Lushan is still that Lushan, and there is no change, but whether it is from the perspective of God or from the perspective of passers-by, this Lushan has changed dramatically. This change can completely change a person's perception of things. What's more, it will even affect his three views.

Ankang's three views will not collapse, but it is already on the verge of change.

Ankang walked around Dongchang Road, and finally entered the Xi'an noodle restaurant he frequented, and ordered a set meal with meat sandwich buns, cold skin and millet porridge. This kind of food that is close to the taste of hometown always makes Ankang eat for a long time. These can't be compared with the goose wing abalone, let alone those so-called court dishes and private dishes, but only this kind of lower riba-like food has a huge attraction to the stomach that has been cultivated since childhood.

Ankang often listens to those "returnees" talk about their homesickness. This kind of homesickness is most likely pinned on appetite. Some people just want to go back to China to eat a pot of chicken, some people get off the plane and don't even put their luggage to find hot dry noodles, and some people just want to eat a meat bun or scallion pancake...... And so on.

Human desire is a very strange thing. People often have different desires at different times and in different situations, but once that period and situation have passed, they suddenly lose all interest in that desire. In other words, human desires are not constant, which is called impermanence. This is true even for the money that most people crave. People often regard money as their only desire, but once they have more than a dozen lifetimes of money, most people lose their desire for money.

To put it bluntly, the so-called desire is just wanting to get something that you don't have or can't continue to have. But there are many things that you don't have, and there are many things that you can't keep having. Therefore, man's desires are in the gain and the loss of the desire to be lost and the loss of the desire, and in the process of torment.

Ankang once saw a plaque in a temple in Suzhou. There are four words on the plaque: "Don't ask for anything from outside". At that time, Ankang said to his companions: "These four words are good." The true meaning of the world. "I said it and forgot about it.

In retrospect, my unintentional comments at the time were indeed agreeable. "Don't seek outwardly" is indeed the mantra of life, but the so-called knowing is knowing the "Tao", but most people do not practice the "Tao" and do not keep the "Tao".

Before eating the meat sandwich buns, cold skin and millet porridge, Ankang already knew the "Tao".

After eating the meat buns, cold skins and millet porridge, An Kang wiped his mouth vigorously, as if erasing a piece of history that should have been erased a long time ago, and he made up his mind to practice the "Tao".

This night, Ankang slept very soundly. He didn't know how many days or years he hadn't slept so soundly. In those days or years, he couldn't sleep soundly, because the mobile phone was always faithfully reminding him that it was another day full of chicken blood at the set time, because text messages always inadvertently reminded him that things are always cut and messy, problems are always unsolved, and life is always full of hardships and ups and downs.

The morning sun enveloped Ankang's whole body, making him feel comfortable all over.

The man next to him didn't know when he went out, he only vaguely remembered that he seemed to hear the sound of the man bringing the door to the door.

The clouds and rain of the previous night were very hearty, and even his girlfriend praised him for the first time in a long time. It's just that she used the wrong word, which made Ankang a little unhappy. What is "the sword is not old"? Am I old? But these slight unhappiness soon faded from my heart.

If I had continued to do the same as before, I would have grown old.

In the office of the general manager of B&St Towers Investment Company. An Kang sat on the chair opposite Zheng Lichen, waiting for him to finish the email.

"I mean, you're not really playing, are you?" Zheng Lichen finished reading the email and looked up to ask for Ankang.

"Do you think I'm joking? This email has been copied to the entire company. ”

"It's not. You can tell me what your situation is. If the treatment is not good, we can discuss it again, and we can also discuss it if there is a better platform. Can't you do well yesterday and send a letter of resignation today, and also cc to all colleagues, right? ”

"CC to all colleagues, just to show that I am more resolute in my resignation. I know you're going to talk to me, but I'm trying to cut myself off. Like I said in the email, it's not that the Tower isn't for me, it's that I'm not for the Tower. I want to give myself some time to reflect. You don't need to stress about it, either. Let's talk about it. ”