I've Been Licking Dogs For Four Years, Am I In A Hurry To Stop Licking The School Girl?

The reason why people suffer is because goodness and evil are not pure enough.

Jiang Cheng stared at Liu Kang, who was squatting outside the alley and covering his face with his hands. This big man hadn't shed tears for many years. His crying was the kind of silent crying, letting the tears fall and staining a hole on the concrete floor. A circle quickly dried up and disappeared.

He is not evil enough, he was admitted to university from the countryside, and then worked hard to take root in the reinforced concrete city, like the grass that grows wildly in the alley, and the wind and rain can only knock down the crops, but not such things Grass.

Liu Kang still has a conscience. He used to be a young man who had fantasies about the world. He pursued his career with enthusiasm and tried to break the existing rules. He fanned into the dirt.

So he didn't dare to be a bird anymore, but became a gravel at the foot of the giant tree. Half of it sinks into the soil, and the other half enjoys the shade of the tree safely. He becomes harder and harder, becoming a vassal of capital, and the giant tree becomes more stable and lush.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's Rashomon implies that good and evil are only a matter of one thought. This is the case for Liu Kang. He thought he would ask his own heart a thousand times and ten thousand times, and the answer he got was to be a wicked person because he abandoned his conscience. The shackles do live more freely.

But now he hesitated and hesitated. In the dilapidated shanty town, pedestrians who occasionally passed by on battery cars looked at these two people in suits and leather shoes standing on the side of the road with a look of surprise. Jiang Cheng and Lao Liu seem to be separated from this dark place forgotten in the corner of the city. Some people live in the light, while others live in the shadows.

People cannot choose their origin, family, parents, environment. Liu Kang wanted to ask, what could he choose? We really don't seem to have a few chances to make a decision! There can be several times in a lifetime. At least, be brave once before getting old.

He rubbed his face violently, reached into his pocket with trembling hands and took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath to calm his restless emotions.

"I never thought that there would be such a story in the special medicine I put into the market. It was the biggest stain in my entrepreneurship. I lost everything with investors' money. I don't want to think about those gloomy days. , I feel suffocated every time I think about it.”

"No", Jiang Cheng also squatted down, and said very seriously beside him, "Maybe in your eyes, it is a stain of commercial failure, but in the eyes of patients, you are the Bodhisattva who saves suffering."

Holding a cigarette between his fingers, he glanced lonely at the rubbish dump on the corner of the street. There were flies flying all over the place, and it was a paradise for parasites.

"Bodhisattva can't support a company. If it goes bankrupt, it will have to go to work in an electronics factory. Maybe the assembly line will collapse directly, haha."

In the fierce collision between reality and ideals, Jiang Cheng and Liu Kang represent two completely different ideas. Neither of them is wrong, so it is difficult to find the loopholes in the other's thinking.

"I will not get stuck with your proposal, regardless of whether you are willing to release specific drugs into the market. I will sign your documents when I go back, and then you will give me the list of drugs invested in research and development."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng was straightforward and frank, and stood up after honestly expressing his own considerations.

"You asked me to come to dinner, I understand your thoughts, but I always have to think about my employees. Now is a good time to make great strides and occupy the market. I will abandon my good future and go to the Utopia. Is it possible? Will they agree? ?”

"Can't you earn less?"

"No." Liu Kang shook his head with a livid face, and his heart became hard again almost instantly.

Jiang Cheng leaned against the black car and stared at him fixedly. The two of them confronted each other unwilling to be outdone, and there was unchangeable stubbornness in their eyes. At this moment, Jiang Cheng deeply understood that what he wanted to change was not the other party, but the convention. Unspoken rule, only if the first one is changed will there be a second one.

"Do you know that when I returned to my hometown in the countryside in disgrace, I had nothing on me except luggage and a steel coin. Facing my mother, who was already very old, I didn't dare to say that I was bankrupt and stayed at home. After three days, I went to work in a factory to make ends meet. Later, my mother found out, and she didn’t say anything, but I felt as uncomfortable as being stabbed several times in my heart. I swear that I will succeed and become famous! I My mother went away, and during the time I was working, I was still a failure in her eyes, and I didn’t even have the money to give her a beautiful funeral, do you know the feeling of being powerless when you lose the people around you?”

Liu Kang clenched his fists, his eyes turned red, and he slammed the cigarette butt onto the ground, splashing sparks on the concrete floor. He wasn't angry at Jiang Cheng, he was angry at himself who wanted to soften his heart and compromise!

The harder he scolded, the harder his heart was covered with a layer of armor.

"I...I understand." After a while, Jiang Cheng suddenly said, his quiet face showed no expression. But I remembered the test bestowed by the technology tree in the name of the Laplace demon.

He continued, "In your mother's eyes, you will not be a failure. Her doubts may be the loneliness and depression on your face. Lao Li's wife has lived such a miserable life and suffered from mental illness. Torture, what about her daughter? She is only a teenager, and she will marry in the future, so what about the thousands of patients like this?"

Old Liu was startled, and suddenly thought of the girl who was eating slowly at the dining table with her face covered under her hair. The tragedy on her body still has to repeat itself, right, the torment of fate has just begun for her.

"What kind of merit do you want..."

"No, let's do what we can, okay?"

After talking, Jiang Cheng got bored, opened the car door, and Liu Kang got in. The two of them didn't talk all the way. He got off the car at Kangming Pharmaceutical on the outskirts of the city, and they parted.

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Jiang Cheng has always kept his word, he passed the proposal when he returned home, and the things he decided on the table in the Institute of Biotechnology will not change in any way.

In the brightly lit factory, there was a lot of joy. Kang Ming Pharmaceutical was moving towards a bigger market, and all the high-level executives were full of red faces. After many years of persistence, they finally made it through. How could it make people unhappy.

Everyone held a celebration banquet again, and everyone pushed glasses and changed glasses, and got drunk. The middle-aged man in his forties in the private room had a coping smile on his face, and his stomach was burning with glasses of hot white wine, no one could see that he was depressed.

He can't feel the slightest sense of accomplishment in a crowded place. Isn't this what he wanted at the beginning? I have racked my brains and persevered for many years just to wait for this day, and now I get why I am cheering.

Liu Kang's stomach felt uncomfortable because of the alcohol, he couldn't vomit it out, because what was more disturbed was his heart.

He still has a conscience, so he suffers.

He's not pure enough.

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"Mr. Liu, why did you suddenly change the drugs that were developed and put on the market? Those specific drugs are expensive and have low sustainable returns, which is completely inconsistent with our company's strategy?"

In the conference room of Kangming Pharmaceutical, a high-level executive asked with a frown.

Everyone and the questioner had the same doubts in their hearts. It is a big taboo to change tactics. Everyone couldn't figure out why Liu Kang, who has always been shrewd, would do this.

"In the market for chronic drugs, even if some of the specific drugs are taken out, it is enough for us to eat. I want to do word of mouth first." He crossed his fingers and said calmly.

"The income will be countless times lower." The man questioned again.

"It's okay to earn less." The biomedical researcher sitting on the right said suddenly.

"Then if we give up the immediate benefits, will there be a lot of future benefits?"

Liu Kang didn't say anything, he knew in his heart, of course there would be many. The mentally ill patients in China, the patients suffering from chronic diseases, will be saved because of Liu Kang's decision, our country will become more and more prosperous, and the countless Xiaolian and Li Baocheng hidden in the microcosm of society will appear everywhere again. It was a sudden ray of light in a dark world.

Such income is far beyond what wealth can match.

The list was quickly submitted and sent to Jiang Cheng's desk, and he opened the file bag.

Jiang Cheng looked at this piece of paper for a long time, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he let out a deep breath.

We only live one life.

But our nation will live forever.