Chapter 185: Refusing to Read is Useless

"Captain Ma, let's eat a melon once in a while, just stay rational, lest you be fired for spreading rumors, and you will be jealous in your heart.

Anyway, I'm just a toad, like Chen Xiaoyi, a cold goddess who is beautiful in the sky, I don't dare to hope for it in my life. Hehe......"

When Ma Yuanyang said this, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He sighed involuntarily, snatched the small teapot from Wu Yuanyang's hand, skillfully poured himself a full cup of tea, and drank it by himself.

"Xiao Wu, what do you want? I'll just say it casually! Who Chen Xiaoyi has a crush on, that's her business, and we have no right to interfere.

We just need to do our job well, and we still don't pay too much attention to personal matters."

After speaking, Ma Qian smiled slightly, and seemed to understand a lot of things.

At this point, Wu Yuanyang's hanging heart slowly fell to the ground, and he hurriedly echoed:

"That's it. People are not the same as us, and we can't afford to climb high."

Of course, Ma Zhizhi understood the meaning of Wu Yuanyang's words, and he was nothing more than persuading Ma Zhizhi to retreat in the face of difficulties, so as not to seek trouble.

In order to resolve this strange embarrassment between the two, Ma Cheng suddenly changed the topic.

"But I really didn't say you, Xiao Wu, isn't it a bit condescending for you to come to us as a security guard as a college graduate?"

Ma Cheng lit a cigarette, raised his eyes and smiled slightly, and really felt that Wu Yuanyang came here to work was a bit overkill.

Eighty percent of the employees of the Security Department are veterans, and their salaries are generally around 3,000 yuan.

It is rare for a university graduate like Wu Yuanyang to choose to work here.

"How could that be? The reason why I like to work here is because I like the working environment and the human environment.

And the salary [Yinian International] gave me is relatively much higher than that of people in the same industry."

Wu Yuanyang suddenly paused, lowered his head and pondered carefully for a few seconds, then raised his eyes and glanced at Ma Yuanyang, and continued:

"Captain Ma, don't you know, although I am a college graduate, I am studying at Pheasant University, which is just like not studying, a fake degree.

The Ministry of Education and many companies do not recognize this academic certificate, so it is difficult to find a suitable job.

To be able to enter [Yi Nian International] and get this salary of three or four thousand yuan is already a blessing in misfortune for me."

It was the first time that Ma had heard of such a thing as [Pheasant University] and [Fake Degree], so he heard it in a fog, and his face was full of puzzlement.

It's no wonder that Ma Cheng came out to work after graduating from high school, and worked hard for nearly ten years, but in the end he still achieved nothing.

He finally trusted the relationship and entered the security department of [Yinian International] and became a small security force leader.

As the saying goes, a person's circle determines the depth and length of his future walk, and it can also determine the size of his cognitive range.

Although Ma Zhizhi did not have much education and did not go to university, he did not understand the origin of [Pheasant University] and [fake academic qualifications].

But people who have never eaten pork have also seen pigs running, and Ma Zhi has been out to mix for many years, so he will naturally know about the existence of fake academic qualifications and fake educational institutions.

In order to enrich their own pockets, those people did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to build illegal schools, and issued fake academic qualifications that could not be recognized by the Ministry of Education, so as to defraud students and parents of their money.

There is no doubt that Huaxia has zero tolerance for this kind of illegal and criminal behavior, and the crackdown is also very tough.

"Whew! Anyway, Xiao Wu, you still studied a few years longer than us!

Although I don't have much education, I definitely don't advocate the idea that reading is useless."

Ma Cheng suddenly spit out a few circles of smoke, involuntarily hooked his lips, pulled out a very graceful arc, and then said:

"Throughout ancient and modern history, there is a little ink in the stomach

Who is not well-informed, far-sighted, and strategic?

Zhuangzi said a very incisive sentence in "Getaway", [summer insects cannot speak to ice, well frogs cannot speak to the sea], and this is the truth!"

Since graduating from university and joining the workforce, Wu Yuanyang has never discussed the true meaning of studying with anyone.

Today, he actually realized what [resonance] is called [resonance]!

It is undeniable that when people learn that they have taken the wrong path, they often do not like to rehash the unbearable past, and choose to hide their ignorance by avoiding it.

Otherwise, if we keep reminding ourselves that we have made a very serious mistake in the past and that it has completely changed our lives.

Then, we will often give ourselves a false hint, and we will lose confidence in the future that has already seen the light of day, and we will no longer have expectations and longings.

Wu Yuanyang is like this, because of his parents and his own ignorance, he mistakenly chose a pheasant university and successfully slapped his face.

Therefore, now Wu Yuanyang has to be content with the status quo, try to learn to be content and happy, and gradually fade the ignorance and ignorance of the past.

originally thought that his life would be like this, earning three or four thousand yuan a month, being able to support his family normally, and this life would pass.

Unexpectedly, Ma Yuanyang's words just now completely broke Wu Yuanyang's inner peace in the past three years and subverted his perception of his future.

"Captain Ma, I can't see it, the ink in your stomach is not ordinary!

If you want to say that you have never gone to college, I, Wu Yuanyang, really can't believe it at all!

Your knowledge, your cognition, including your understanding of education, are far beyond ordinary people!

It seems that my class has an axe, and it is simply a big knife in front of Guan Gong! Shame, shame!"

Wu Yuanyang admired Ma from the bottom of his heart, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

Ma Zhizhi is not a scheming person, and naturally he does not deliberately play word games in front of Wu Yuanyang, and almost all of his arguments are handy.

Of course, if you want to achieve such a high level of ease and export, you must be inseparable from Ma's own hard work.

In the final analysis, this is thanks to Chen Xiaoyi. Doesn't that feel a little strange?

That day a year ago was a hazy day.

Chen Xiaoyi drove a white Maserati into the underground parking lot, just in time to see Ma Cheng taking a three- or four-year-old child to learn ancient poetry.

However, when the child suddenly looked up and asked Ma Zhizhi how to translate some words in ancient poems into vernacular, Ma Zhizhi was instantly dumbfounded.

With Ma's dedication to knowledge, it is impossible for him to completely understand all the words in Tang and Song poems.

Just when Ma was committed to being one head and two years old, and didn't know how to continue to teach children to read and write, Chen Xiaoyi suddenly walked in front of the two.

She simply said hello to Ma Zhi's child and learned that Ma Zhizhi took the child to work because his wife had just died in a car accident some time ago, and the child was unattended.

Chen Xiaoyi is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person, and of course she will not condemn Ma for taking her children to work.

What touched Ma Cheng very much was that Chen Xiaoyi not only did not blame him for bringing his children to work, but also called his assistant Luo Lin to help solve Ma Cheng's accommodation problem.

Later, Rowling arranged a one-room dormitory for their father and son.

In this way, Ma Zhizhi does not need to get up early every day, catch the bus and squeeze the subway to take the baby to work.

They live directly in the staff apartment next to the group's underground parking lot, so they can go home at any time during working hours to visit their children and cook for them.

If the child is bored at home, he can also go to Ma's office to do his homework.

Later, Chen Xiaoyi also carefully prepared a Chinese culture point reader and gave it to Ma Zhizhi's children, and especially suggested that Ma Zhiyi could study with the children to improve his knowledge.

God sent a ghost, Chen

Xiaoyi's words, Ma Zhizhi completely listened.

Chen Xiaoyi's extraordinary treatment, how could Ma Zhiyi not be grateful?

Later, the amount of knowledge on the Sinology point reader was far less than what Ma Cheng desired, and he privately bought a lot of famous classical books to study.

After nearly a year of diligent study, Ma's level of knowledge is indeed extraordinary, and his understanding of some things is different from that of ordinary people.

Perhaps, it was from that time that Ma Zhizhi's attention slowly focused on Chen Xiaoyi.

What kind of professional clothes Chen Xiaoyi wears every day, what style of skirt and shoes, including what kind of car she drives, and what her mood is, Ma Zhiyi recorded them all in the notebook.

Of course, this can only show that Ma Zhizhi is all about Chen Xiaoyi, and he is determined to ensure Chen Xiaoyi's personal safety from the bottom of his heart, so as to thank her for taking special care of their father and son, and not some kind of unkind people as people think.

"Doodoo ---"

Just when Ma Zhizhi and Wu Yuanyang were still immersed in discussing the importance of reading more, Ma Zhizhi's mobile phone suddenly rang, instantly breaking this rare happiness.

I took out my phone and looked at it, a strange call.

Ma Zhizhi raised his hand and made a shushing gesture, signaling Wu Yuanyang not to speak for the time being.

Wu Yuanyang instantly understood, and turned around and left Ma Cheng's office in a witty manner.

"Dad, my head hurts so much, it seems like I have a fever......

On the phone, a young boy spoke with a little crying.

There is no doubt that the boy on the phone is Ma Xiaoyue, the son of Ma Zhi.

It's just that Ma Xian is very puzzled, isn't his son Ma Xiaoyue in class? How could he call himself from an unfamiliar mobile number?

Even if the child is unwell and must notify the parents to go to the kindergarten to pick it up, then the teacher should call the parents in person!

What's going on now? Could it be that the phone is from the teacher?

"Son, dad knows, are you in kindergarten now? Are you talking on the teacher's phone?

Son, can you ask the teacher to answer the phone? Dad has something to say to the teacher......

Ma tried to meditate for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out why the school teacher would let the three or four-year-old children notify the parents and tell them that the child was not feeling well.

Ma Zhizhi had long ignored the fact that his son was not feeling well at this time, and his mind was full of pictures of the teacher's dereliction of duty.

Just as Ma tried to contact the school teacher, a very unfamiliar male voice suddenly came from the phone.

"Ahem...... If you want to save your son, you'd better prepare a million ransom!"

The other party coughed vigorously twice, moistened his throat, and said unhurriedly.

Listening to the other party's words, Ma Zhizhi's mind instantly went blank and buzzed.

The nerves in his brain began to go out of sorts, and with the sudden whirlwind of the world, Ma Zhi almost fainted!

You don't have to think too much to understand that her son Ma Xiaoyue was definitely taken away.

The most terrible thing is that his son is only more than three years old, and his language skills are not strong at all.

Fang Cai's son Ma Xiaoyue said on the phone that he was not feeling well, and he seemed to have a fever!

If Ma Zhi can't meet the other party's request as soon as possible, I'm afraid he won't even be able to see his son's body, right?