Ye Mingzhi looked cold and looked at these in his eyes.

But what you see in your eyes is the inferiority complex under the gorgeous appearance, the fantasy of tomorrow, and the helpless today.

It is to decorate yourself with fake expensive suits to show how successful you are, to be numb to laughter, and to be the illusion of a busy daily life.

It is the future created by the efforts of countless upper echelons, and it is a dream imagined by themselves under high borrowing and overdraft.

But it had nothing to do with him, he couldn't change the fact, let alone wake up the people who had begun to dream, or who had fallen asleep in their dreams.

What is the greatest wealth of the rich in this world?

Many people will say: a healthy body, a young and beautiful wife, endless money, an admirable identity, a high hall and a filial son, carefree, and living in laughter every day.

But no, because of these, like the people who are dreaming, for some people are "predetermined" facts,

The greatest wealth of the rich is the "poor", although this sentence is cruel, it is precisely because the number of poor people continues to increase that the wealth of the rich will continue to increase.

The most important thing for the rich is to continue to create the poor, and then give these poor people a tomorrow full of illusions.

Ye Mingzhi, who is sober now, knows that this group of people is actually what he wants.

If you have such a group of ignorant and fantasizing people who make their own dreams for themselves, they will not hesitate to realize this dream.

He will soon be able to make more money, and he can also help others start their own businesses, help others change themselves, and help others achieve their dreams.

Yes, the most terrible thing about people is not lying flat, but constantly creating, constantly trying to climb up, constantly trying to get out of the swamp.

But this swamp is already full of bones, and on the only rope, everyone is killing each other to ensure that they are the ones who get rid of the mud.

This is a pool of incarnation turned into countless corpses, the bloom of the blood lotus is made of countless lives as nutrients, the alluring aroma creates illusions, attracting people on the shore to keep jumping down, the largest flower, has already given birth to countless lotus flowers, spread throughout the pond.

The tragic situation of purgatory on earth has been concealed under the extreme prosperity, and only a few people can see the whole picture, and those who think they have a glimpse of it are just standing on the shore and discovering the scene under the lotus flower at a special time and from a certain angle.

The seeds born from the deep underground absorb the nutrients of countless people in the blood pool, and finally bloom in the sun, enjoying the breeze and drizzle, and feeling the sunshine.

Beings in the realm of desire can only look from afar.

As Tao Yuanming said: "Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, straight through the outside, no vines and no branches, fragrant far and clear, pavilions and pure plants, can be viewed from a distance and can not be blasphemed."

Out of the mud and not stained: but at the expense of others, the achievement of their own body, out of the mud out of the person, has already seen through the world, naturally not stained with dust, Lingyun flying across the final fruit.

They are seeds sown by others, growing under careful care, and their work is just growing under the supply of nutrients, and the lotus roots bloom deeply into their own colors to nurture the next generation.

From the beginning of growth, they are constantly acquiring, germinating from hell, growing in the realm of desire in the sea of corpses and blood, and finally blooming in the realm of desirelessness.

This process has to go through the cruel reality, the ruthless harvest, the heart is naturally empty, why bend the waist for others, how can you give birth to other branches and leaves, and allow others to cling.

And the fragrance is far and clear, and the pavilion is pure: everyone will only care about the moment when he succeeds, and the attention to it after they are planted is only whether it can bloom in the end, and how it blooms does not matter, its own aroma is enough to cover up the fishy smell under the mud.

It can only be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed: this fresh and elegant lotus flower has long been turned into a red lotus in the sea of blood for the public, which is in the eight cold hells, those who are sinners who are increased by cold and bitterness, their skin and flesh are frozen and cracked, and their whole bodies turn red.

Because of their collective karma, sentient beings endure the cold in the cold hells, and even more so endure the burning of the fire.

Ye Mingzhi pondered for a long time, this matter also made him feel that the growth of life is looking for in continuous experience, his current mental nature is completely different from a few minutes ago, and his expression has become different, but no one notices.

After Ye Mingzhi and Hu Bo glanced at each other, Hu Bo asked, "What do you think?"

Ye Mingzhi came back to his senses and said: "The prosperous world is prosperous."

Hu Bo asked a little puzzled: "What about after the prosperity?"

Ye Mingzhi said: "After the prosperity, the flowers are in full bloom, and the attractive fragrance blooms, so that people have to stop and watch or..."

Ye Mingzhi didn't say anything more, "Or get stuck in the mud to pick that flower."

The others only thought these words were interesting, thinking that they were praising their future, and they echoed it, and only one person in the room walked out.

He looked at Ye Mingzhi and said, "There is a difference between consciousness and form."

Ye Mingzhi looked at the person who appeared in front of him, over fifty years old, with gray hair, plain clothes, wearing glasses, and an associate professor, but yes, he was indeed a professor of the Department of Philosophy of Xiamen University, Sima Zhe.

Ye Mingzhi said: "The difference in consciousness depends on the innate living environment, and the difference in form comes from the growth of the day after tomorrow."

"Oh?".

Sima Zhe looked at the young man in front of him, and the answer he gave was very surprised.

It is often said that the innate form cannot be changed, and the acquired development can change with the individual, but he gave a contrary answer.

Sima Zhe said: "Tell me about it."

Ye Mingzhi replied: "The formation of innate factors is caused by memories and predetermined facts accumulated over a long period of time."

"And the acquired form development is determined by itself."

"The formation of the innate determines the location of his seeds, the nutrients they absorb, the speed of growth, and the height of achievement."

"The acquired form only determines how he will show the world."

After Ye Mingzhi finished speaking, he looked at the person in front of him and the other people in the room.

Everyone was silent, pondering the true meaning of this sentence.

Professor Sima Zhe and Hu Bo understood what Ye Mingzhi was referring to, and they were worried that if they continued to talk about it, it would make others think unnecessarily, so they didn't say much.

But there was a person in the crowd who had "wolf eyes" shining and looked at Ye Mingzhi, this person was Wu Hao.

In Wu Hao's heart, this so-called perfect career has long been rotten, but it is just relying on the people below to maintain the interests of the above.

He wanted to leave, but he was unwilling to spend tens of thousands of dollars for nothing, and he was even more unwilling because he was expelled from the school for pulling people in the school.

This career once made him full of enthusiasm, but now it makes him miserable, and now he sees Ye Mingzhi.

He felt that the person in front of him was more reliable than these perfect double gold bricks, and he was thinking about how to follow him.

Of course, it is not only Wu Hao who has this idea, but also other people, those who know their true situation.

Hu Bo said: "Ai Wen, you write a poem to welcome President Xia Ye and welcome him to join our family."

Through the communication with Ye Mingzhi, it can be seen that his depth is shallow and Zhou Xianglin has told him before the meeting that Ye Mingzhi is driving the latest Range Rover.

Under the side-to-side communication, I knew that he was now opening a winery, and the market was doing okay.

Hu Bo secretly said in his heart: "Rich, capable, good image, good eloquence, and his own business, this kind of person comes to do direct sales with him, he believes that through him, at least he can earn millions more every year, if he handles it properly, it is not impossible for him to directly invest millions." ”

Ai Wen said: "Then I will make a song on the spot to welcome Mr. Ye."

This Ai Wen is a talented man here, eloquent, and eloquent, and Hu Bo will take him to participate in business occasions.

Ai Wen pondered for a moment: "It just so happens that the plum blossoms have bloomed today, and my friends will come to Xiangshan in the afternoon, and add the poems into dishes, and three glasses of old wine will be fast."

After Ai Wen finished speaking, the applause rang out, and Hu Bo had a smug smile on his face, which seemed to make him very face-saving.

Ye Mingzhi looked at this Ai Wen, he was not tall and thin, and his voice was quite loud, especially with the microphone, which made his ears buzz.

Hu Bo said: "Mr. Ye, it's rare to be happy that you have one today."

He thought that Ye Mingzhi was in his twenties, even if the business was doing well, but the culture was not necessarily high, especially when he learned that he had not even gone to high school, and wondered if he would use this to suppress him, so that he knew that if he wanted to make money, he had to be obedient.