Ling Feng tore up all the previous letters, and then wrote a new one.

"On the Impact of the Insurance Industry on Social Development" and "Some Suggestions on Regulating the Rules of the Insurance Industry"

Two large envelopes, the contents of which alone are more than a dozen pages.

It covers the problems existing in the insurance industry today, including the planning and expectations for this industry.

At the same time, there is also an analysis of the foreign insurance industry, and also analyzes the role of the insurance industry in promoting social development, and how to achieve such a promotion to a greater extent.

The content of the letter includes Ling Feng's views on the insurance industry in the future and an analysis of the current situation of the insurance industry.

The rhetoric in it is even more bold, and after Gao Fuguo saw it, he only had the action of wiping sweat.

Looking at Ling Feng, who was sitting opposite him, Gao Fuguo trembled and asked, "Are you sure you want to deliver this letter to it?" If it's not good, it's a big problem! ”

In fact, Gao Fuguo didn't want to use his connections to send this letter to Ling Feng.

"Oh, that's fine, I'll just publish it in the newspaper!" Ling Feng said calmly.

But after an interval of two seconds, he said: "What is the meaning of insurance, and its role in promoting the development of the whole society, you know better than me." But now you see that there are two things in a row, both of which happened on the insurance side, and you know in your heart, what the hell is going on! Whether you want to send this letter or not, it's up to you! ”

After saying that, he stopped paying attention to Gao Fuguo and turned to the side to do his own thing.

Recently, for the sake of this matter in East China, the affairs of my own company have been put down, and I have not seriously managed it.

Gao Fuguo sat on the side and pondered, remembering his original intention of wanting to do insurance in the first place.

"The old have their ends, the strong have their usefulness, and the young have their growth; Widows, widows, lonely and disabled people are all supported", for the sake of this sentence.

The idea of insurance has been around for thousands of years. Since 1805, in that environment, the insurance industry in China has developed.

Until now, it has actually developed relatively well.

However, this has led to a misunderstanding of insurance, and people have gradually focused all their attention on making money. As a result, the reputation of the entire insurance industry is getting worse and worse.

Under the premise of the implementation of social security in their own country, some commercial insurance itself does not have the unique nature of social security.

Gao Fuguo looked at the letter in his hand, and his gaze gradually became firm.

Looking up at Ling Feng, who was busy on the side, "I'll pass the letter up, just wait!" ”

With that, he took the letter and left the office.

Ling Feng looked at Gao Fuguo's back, smiled silently, and continued to do his own thing.

In the last few days, it is close to the end of the year, and everyone is busy.

Even Zhang Hui began to be busy buying New Year's goods, and sometimes took Ling Feng, who had just returned home, to the vegetable market together.

That's it for now.

Ling Feng looked helplessly at the two women running in front, then looked at the things he had already carried in his hands, and sighed slightly.

Then he followed behind and shouted, "Mom, Yuanyuan, buy less, you can't eat so much!" ”

When Zhang Hui heard this, she walked over directly, looked at the things in Ling Feng's hand, and said contemptuously: "It's still a lot worse!" I didn't buy the gunner, and I didn't buy the hairtail...... Yes! By the way, there are also seasonings, seasonings for cooking meat! ”

With that, he forgot about Ling Feng again, and pulled Qin Yuanyuan around the market.

Ling Feng looked at everything around him and laughed.

Noisy vegetable market, selling everything.

"Alas! Cucumber cucumber! Three cents a pound, three cents a pound! Fresh, freshly picked cucumbers! ”

"Alas, apples, big, red, sweet kokumitsu apples... Eight cents a pound! ”

"Cabbage is two cents and a pound!"

"Potatoes are five cents a pound!"

All kinds of cries filled Ling Feng's ears.

In today's life, the carriage and the mail are slow.

Life is very happy.

The faces of the people around him are full of longing and excitement for the New Year.

Ling Feng instantly felt that his life was good now, and he came out to visit the vegetable market with his mother every day.

Go back and help do what you can.

Sometimes even watching TV and chatting with Qin Yuanyuan also made Ling Feng feel that life was not comfortable.

……

Approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, Ling Feng gave the company's employees a holiday.

also gave everyone a big red envelope and asked them to go home for the New Year.

Ling Feng has also been at home recently, and he has no intention of going out to wave.

Zhang Hui and Qin Yuanyuan were pinching the balls in the kitchen, and Ling Feng was lying on the sofa, watching the news on TV.

The above happens to be an in-depth report on the incident in East China, and the man who was arrested and cooperated with the interview was the man who acted with Ling Feng that day.

As soon as Ling Feng looked at his head, he knew it was him.

In it, he explained a series of things he had done before, and he was also the one who planned the whole thing.

Ling Feng looked at it, but he lost interest, turned off the TV directly, and turned around and went to the kitchen.

After a while, he was driven out by Zhang Hui again.

"You stay away from the kitchen, and look how much you've ruined!"

"Bang!"

Looking at the doors and windows that shook a few times, Ling Feng touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and returned to the living room in a gray manner.

A few seconds after he sat down, the doorbell rang.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong."

Ling Feng reluctantly got up and went over to open the door, but he was suddenly stuck there.

"Haven't you already gone back!" Ling Feng said as he moved out of the way.

Li Yizhong walked in with Tian Feng and his wife, putting aside the boxes of gifts he had brought.

"I didn't go back, the doctor said, I can't let him see too many people for the time being, and I have to take my time."

As early as a week ago, Tian Feng almost accepted them and was willing to live with them.

Originally, Li Yizhong planned to return to Kyoto for the New Year to let the elders take a look.

But because of Tian Feng, he directly planned to spend the New Year here.

It's okay to stay at home, so I just brought my family over.

Ling Feng didn't keep a straight face for a long time, and chatted with Li Yizhong for a while, after all, the concept of the two was still somewhat figured out.

In the distance, a humble house in Kyoto, located in the most central location of Kyoto.

An old man with kind eyes picked up the letter on the table and read it again.

After a few minutes, he said to the person next to him, "Look at what this letter is written like this?" ”

As he spoke, he handed the letter to another old fellow next to him.

Then the old man passed the letter to another, and all three of them looked at each other.

The man who had just started to speak spoke, "This little guy is amazing! ”