The words refer to the pen, sprinkling tens of thousands of words.

But at the end of the writing, Zhou Qingfeng tugged and threw the revised manuscript into the wastebasket. What he wrote was nothing but nonsense.

"I won't write anymore, go home and rest."

He waved his hand to signal the two girls beside him to leave, and Zhou Qingfeng leaned heavily on the office chair. Lin Wan and Huang Li stayed up late, but unexpectedly the old man gave up.

"Social reform is much more difficult than technological innovation. I use the capitalist method to do a one-size-fits-all approach and am already on the edge of a cliff and can't move forward any further.

The whistling will only make people angry. I have to use my black-faced thundering methods, and I have to change my white face to show my heart."

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head tiredly, closed his eyes slightly and did not want to say anything.

As the secretary, Lin Wan has been accompanying the manuscript to revise the manuscript. She can understand the man's mood at this moment, and she obediently cleaned up the table and got up and left the office.

Huang Li wanted to stay, but she realized that while men are making rapid progress in their careers, they are also facing shackles. She didn't say much, and left quietly.

Just closed the office door, Huang Li quickly caught up with Lin Wan and shouted in a low voice: "Bitch, bring the first manuscript that the president tore off. I saw you picking it out of the garbage can with your own eyes."

"Why should I give it to you?" Lin Wan kept walking, "This is an important company document, I want to deposit it into the file. If you want, there is a second edition in the garbage can, so you can also pick it up."

"The first version is called insightful insights, and it is worth reading repeatedly. The second version is like garbage, and it is too much to take a look. Bitch, why are you running so fast? I'm afraid I won't be able to compete with you?"

Huang Li was furious and wanted to pull Lin Wan but couldn't hold it back. Two women walked out of the new office building of "Sheng Light" one after another, and the brother of the Lin family was waiting in the parking lot.

The side sliding door of the 'Chang'an Star' opened, and two beauties came up at the same time. Brother Lin was shocked, "Why are you making up?" Mobile::

"Who makes up with this bitch?" the two women said angrily, "It's impossible to make up in this life."

Brother Lin stopped talking and quickly drove the two girls home.

There was no one on the street late at night, and the rumbling of the engine came from afar. Lin Wan opened the car window, and the night wind blew her face, and she was a little awake.

"Brother, do you want to be a boss?" Lin Wan asked suddenly.

"What, be the boss?" Brother Lin was driving. This question was really whimsical to him. He didn't know how to answer, so he waited for Lin Wan to continue talking.

But Lin Wan sighed and stared out the car window with great worries.

Huang Li whispered, "He is under such great pressure now, and he blames him for not having enough food for tens of thousands of people. The current situation is beyond everyone's expectations, and you can't help you even if you want."

Lin Wan still didn't speak, her face was dumb.

Brother Lin waited for a long time to wait for this sentence, and asked in confusion: "High pressure? I'm not underestimated. Actually, I'm not thinking about being a boss."

The two women shouted in the back seat of the carriage, "I'm stupid, I didn't say anything about you."

I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend, Brother Lin shut up.

When they arrived home at 1:00 a.m., the Lin brothers and sisters tiptoed to open the door, but found that their father was not sleeping. The living room light was on, and he sat alone at the deserted dining table.

There was an ashtray on the table. Dad Lin, who had not smoked for many years, smoked half a pack at night, and a lot of cigarette butts and ash were scattered on the table.

Lin Wan took off the cigarette from the old man when she came back, and at the same time opened the door and window to ventilate, and scolded: "Dad, why are you smoking again? How many times did you say that this is not good for your health."

Brother Lin coughed when the smell of smoke in the room.

After a while, the mother of the Lin family came out of the house in her clothes and sighed: "Isn't it because of 'Zhou Pai'?

What's wrong with that brat? It's amazing to write articles and scold people. He's on TV tonight."

After asking carefully, I found out that with the support of "Harmony Weekly", Tianyang's media has become bold these days and has reported in-depth reports on state-owned enterprise issues for several consecutive days. The incidents dug up are shocking.

Mr. Lin was originally a small official in the city's battery factory and was also a staffed person. Zhou Qingfeng killed all sides and mercilessly cut him off.

In the first few days, Mr. Lin was not convinced, feeling that he had no credit and worked hard. It was just because of his daughter's face that he still had to maintain some of the right to speak in the "holy light".

In my heart, Dad Lin still felt that he was a decent person and should not be treated like a ruthless treatment like layoffs.

However, the unemployed people are getting more and more troublesome. Zhou Qingfeng's "self-media" made by him posted a post on HK and turned back to the mainland, boldly scolding the "iron rice bowls" to the point of being bloody.

Dad Lin watched TV tonight, and Tianyang TV's special report revealed all the covered up sores, and the situation immediately reversed.

Because behind every borer who earns a stable salary, there are ten or even dozens of ordinary people who have struggled to survive. There are hundreds of thousands of people at the bottom of the city who are angry.

Zhou Qingfeng spent money to start a company and start a business in Tianyang to improve employment, and the good reputation accumulated over half a year gave him strong support in an instant.

Public opinion has reversed.

On TV, many poor households in the city who really couldn't survive. Only then did many people realize that the two companies, "Sacred Light" and "Harmony", created more than 20,000 jobs directly and indirectly.

Many poor households had a monthly income of less than 50 yuan in the past, but now they can find a good job in a "harmony" company. Even if they were just recycling and cleaning, their monthly income would not be less than 200 yuan.

"Sheng Light" has sponsored more than 5,000 poor urban and rural students in half a year, so that they can continue to study without having to drop out of school to find a pitiful life job. Computer::/

As for rural physical loans, the limit of in-kind rural areas has been increased from 100 yuan to 300 yuan. It can help more families get out of difficulties. These are all good deeds that change their destiny.

With this charity alone, Zhou Qingfeng's monthly spending quickly jumped from more than 100,000 to one million. But after spending so much, he did not promote anything and many things were unknown.

Adults who became poor due to illness were sent to the hospital by the "Sacred Light" to recover their health.

A child whose parents die will receive a monthly living allowance to go to school safely and live with dignity.

There are little hooligans who can't find a job and are lying around. After being educated, they laughed at their past and were busy on the production line.

The people who were laid off by Zhou Qingfeng were calculated in tens of thousands, while those who were favored by Zhou Qingfeng were also calculated in tens of thousands.

If the TV station hadn't been to the interview, who would have known that this fool had helped thousands of people with great help? Even the media reporters were extremely surprised. Every interview was a spiritual baptism.

The bottom of society is silent, no one pays attention to it, and no right to speak. They don’t even know who saved them, and many people even ask the reporter who “Sheng Light” is? Why do they help themselves?

Some people knelt down in tears, hoping that the reporter would say hello to Zhou Qingfeng on his behalf. Some people scolded Zhou Qingfeng for digging out a socialist corner, and admitted that Zhou Qingfeng did the right thing.

A TV reporter wanted to interview Zhou Qingfeng and asked him what purpose he was doing charity? What kind of mood did he feel when facing accusations and praise? Is he particularly passionate about the land under his feet?

But when I called to make an appointment for an interview, Zhou Qingfeng sneered on the phone: "What are I interviewing me? I do these things not to ask for praise, nor to get recognition, nor to love anyone.

I do what I want to do, that's all. As for whether others like it, whether they are grateful, or whether they give back? I don't care at all and don't need any understanding.
Chapter completed!