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Chapter nine hundred and eighteen

Zhao Pengpeng met a person. He told me the story of his first business trip to another place. He had many, many meetings and one-on-one meetings. There were also many meetings. The company produced complex electronic equipment that could maintain the freshness of blood for a long time, so as to ensure that it could be transferred unsafely for planting. His task was to open up new markets and start the branch. The last night he talked to the contractor that he had dreamed that he had seen the tree under that tree since he was a child. He was enlightened and came from an ordinary family who could not. He talked about these things, but later people could publicly declare their own.

The idea was made. His parents unexpectedly followed other places. They devoted themselves to a very distant faction under their sect. They thought it might be more convenient and straightforward to say that it might be useful. It would be easier to make money and make a living with him. But this person didn't think so, so he inherited the legacy of his ancestors and still here the contractor understood the wishes of this person. He clinked glasses and finished speaking. In the end, they were all drunk happily, sweeping away the pressure of discussing the law and signing the contract. They walked in with their unsteady legs and tried to walk in with caution. Other places wanted to wake up because there was still work to do the next morning.

The next morning, a seal was briefly delivered to his room. There were only two words written on the small piece of paper. Surprise. The business card was the contractor. The taxi you were waiting at the door sent him to the helicopter. Less than an hour later, the man found himself a sacred place, the location of the great tree. His high-end suit and white shirt instantly drown in the crowd on the tide. His body still had overnight drinks and sauna entertainment. He seemed to be immersed in the modern desk, on the glass table, signing documents in silence, and the pen signing his name rustled on the paper, but when he arrived here he was lost, like a child

Zifeng insulted the people who came to him, like the English version, pushing him in a colorful way, heading towards the direction of a wide crowd. Suddenly, this person was frightened by something and made a vow. Even as he was, he would do this every day. He had given him a chance, and he wanted to use his good deeds to understand it. Suddenly, this scene hit him a lot and felt completely hopeless. But when he saw the tree frankly saying that he was disappointed, his mind was empty and he had no thought. He didn't say a word, he had already had the number of respect and worship for that place, and offered many tributes. He returned to the helicopter after about two hours, and returned to the hotel in the afternoon.

Under the shower, the water flow washed away the sweat dust from his body, the mailbox where the crowd was damaged everywhere and the curry rice he had eaten with his hands to relieve the strange sweet smell. He suddenly thought that every day he witnessed, and that there was nothing strange about the attempt that made him feel crisp in his heart. This has not changed. Until now, we must be honest, that he had been accustomed to these things, and then when he wiped his body with a fluffy white towel, he thought of himself

He may not really desire these things, and he was not even sure whether he really wanted to realize all the truth in an instant, see through the world like a laser, and see the void in his bones, but of course, as he repeatedly expressed to the generous friend that night, he was very grateful. After removing this gift, he carefully took out a broken leaf from his suit pocket, and both of them leaned over to look at it, standing and watching the gaze forward.

Zhao Pengpeng looked around and looked at everything again. It was like he had never been here before. He looked at it with a brand new perspective. He found many details. What shocked him was that the owner paid so much attention to flowers. The flowers were so big and beautiful, the leaves were shining, the soil was just right, and the tooth pain was so good. It was really admirable. This bedroom was really big, although the quality of the bedding needs to be improved, such as using hard white linen sheets.

The bed sheets are for ordering, and it seems that they do not need to press the screen or iron it easily. However, the study room downstairs is too big, it is exactly the kind of study I want. If I really live here for a long time, I should also choose the work and rest items. In fact, I may have lived in those books for a few more days, and I found a few clothes that fit in the closet. It was amazing, most of which were dark, and it happened to be the best I usually wear. The clothes I wear seemed to be tailor-made for me, compared to

It's so soft and comfortable, and it's even more incredible to say that. There are also vitamins and earbuds I always have on the bedside table, which is too bizarre. I also like something that you will never see the owner or landlord, and there will be no cleaners knocking on the door in the morning, and there will be no one walking around outside the door. Without the front desk, I can even make myself coffee and use the Italian coffee machine to heat milk in the way I like. The truth is,

It is said that this is a great hotel, with a fair price and a little remote location. It is a distance from the main road. When it snows heavily in winter, the path leading to the main road will be buried in the snow, but it doesn’t matter if you drive. You must drive out of the highway at the exit of S Station, drive a few more kilometers along the ordinary road, and turn along the technical turn. There are tree-lined avenues on both sides, and drive to the cross path. In winter, you can only park your car at the last section of the fire hydrant and walk in.

Ladies and gentlemen, the speaker who started this time is quite young, wearing boots and adding up his hair. I think it's quite fun to add. He must have just finished his master's degree. As we said in the last lecture, if you have participated in this lecture project, you may have heard it at an airport or a railway station. We basically feel time and space in an unconscious state. We cannot classify these into objective or existing experiences. Our feelings about space originate from our ability to move, and our feelings about time are derived from the obvious changes experienced by biological individuals, so time is just a continuous change. As a space location, time pauses are paused. That is our perception, the shortness of the overall objective things. Since the pause is different from time,

It is a static concept. If people understand this, they can be divided into different stages, because the pause caused by the location will break the movement in space. This kind of comment fixes us in the flow of time. Some people will lose the sense of time and space, and do not know where they are at this moment. The more pauses in the space, the more places we experience, and the more subjective time will pass. We often compare different time periods to TV series one episode after another. They have no cause and effect between each other. They interrupt time, but they do not have to be part of time. They are self-organized events. Each time starts from zero, and each beginning and end are absolutely independent. You can say that no episode is to be continued.
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