Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"There are flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, the cool breeze in summer, the snow in winter, if there is no other things, worry about it~ it is a good time in the world..."

This is a lyric written by Zen Master Wumen Huikai in the Song Dynasty. Later, it was composed by the famous composer He Xuntian in combination with the Huangmei Opera December tune to form a spring song.

This song is to commemorate the reconstruction of Leifeng Pagoda, and was later borrowed as the theme song by the drama "Green Snake".

As the eight hundred people sang, the singing sounds ranged from far to near, from light and ethereal to heart-stirring. The tune did not change, but it made people enter another realm with the slow drum and music.

The singing echoes in my ears, wandering around in it, and people can forget all their worries.

"Haitty, I'm calling..."

"Hello?"

"Hey, Wang Xuebin, where are you?"

Wang Xuebin looked at the water curtain performance beside him and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"Well, that... I'm looking at a project, what about outside? Is there anything?"

On the other end of the phone, Li Mengyuan frowned and was a little suspicious.

"Oh? Is that right? I just told you that the matter of publishing a book at your own expense has been negotiated. Do you have time now? Let's communicate in person!"

When Wang Xuebin heard this, his expression became even more unnatural, as if he had been caught and raped.

"Oh... OK... I'm still a little busy now, let's have an interview later! Let's have a hang up first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xuebin hung up the phone eagerly, looked at the dancing beauty on the lotus base in the water center beside him, took a breath and continued to appreciate it.

On the other end of the phone, listening to the busy voice on the phone, Li Mengyuan's expression became more and more suspicious.

He frowned and thought for a moment, suddenly opened his eyes wide, jumped off the sofa, and scolded loudly:

"Bastard, let me take up my rest time to do cool labor for you. I'll go out for leisure and play. I'm not calling me, Zhou Bapi!"

"Sister Yuan, what's wrong?"

Xin Yao, with a facial mask on her face, walked out of the bathroom and looked at the angry Li Mengyuan, and was very curious.

Li Mengyuan turned her head and looked at Xin Yao, her eyes moved, she pondered for a few seconds, and finally said:

"Let's go! Get clean, let's go to the big eaters!"

Xin Yao seemed to understand something when she heard this. She looked at Li Mengyuan deeply, nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll change my clothes now, where are we going?"

Li Mengyuan's face darkened and she gritted her teeth and said:

"Nihua Bay!"

In Nihua Bay, Wang Xuebin, who was idle, was wandering around, looking at the Japanese gentleman on both sides, but he insisted that Tang Feng's construction was shaking his head.

To be honest, the scenery of this place is OK, but for some reason, there is always a commercial atmosphere in the colorful scenery.

After walking around, the most impressive thing was the long commercial street besides the lighting effect.

A cafe ordered a cup of chocolate casually, sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, brushed the phone, and waited quietly.

From the moment he hung up the phone, he knew that Li Mengyuan and Xin Yao might be coming.

It's the Labor Day holiday now, and it was originally a holiday, but because of Wang Xuebin's idea, Li Mengyuan's short legs were almost broken.

Wang Xuebin's original idea was to acquire a publishing house and publish all the 100 classics he collected during the Warring States Period.

But later I found out that this idea simply didn't work.

Currently, there are 582 publishing houses in the country, and all the institutions they belong to are official.

Either the military or the Ministry of Education, or any of the universities, cultural associations, or state-owned enterprises, none of them belong to private.

Wang Xuebin can’t buy these publishing houses even if he has money, so he doesn’t sell them at all!

There was no choice but to settle for the second best, and chose to publish a book at your own expense.

It was this little thing that took up all Li Mengyuan's vacation time and she didn't leave any free time for her.

And what about Wang Xuebin?

Fishing, walking, drinking tea, watching music, and living a leisurely life every day.

If it weren't for the age, it would be like a retired old man.

For him, the peaceful world can indeed be regarded as a safe haven, although the American president is a little unfavorable to him.

But this little thing didn't stir his mood.

Because he knew that in another twenty years, the power of the mysterious side would gradually catch up with the stagnant technology side.

By then, countries without historical background will be abandoned by history, and America is in trouble.

"Handsome. Called!"

When the phone rang, Wang Xuebin looked down, shook his head and sighed, and answered:

"Hey, I'm in the cafe, I'll send you a seat, come here!"

After saying that, he hung up without waiting for the other end to reply.

Li Mengyuan heard the busy voice coming from her phone again, and she was immediately angry and stopped calling her. Seeing the location, she grabbed Xin Yao and rushed towards Wang Xuebin.

Wang Xuebin put his cell phone casually, took out a cup of bitter melon juice from his handbag, took out a pot of ginger tea, placed it on the table, looked at the night view, and waited silently.

"Wang Xuebin, you are too much!"

Because it was in public, Li Mengyuan's voice was very low, and her soft voice sounded like she was acting coquettish.

"Give it, your favorite bitter melon juice, which he doesn't sell here. I went to the house to prepare it for you!"

Wang Xuebin pushed a cup of green drink in front of Li Mengyuan and gave Xin Yao another cup of ginger tea.

"For this, this is yours. Drink some warm things at this time and don't catch a cold!"

After a series of slaughter and beating, the two women's arrogance was minimized.

Seeing the two girls blushing, holding the cup, drinking in small sips without saying anything, Wang Xuebin chuckled and explained calmly:

"I think our company has been established for a long time and I have never done any team building. I want to come here to inspect it and see if the team building can be built here!"

“Team building?”

Hearing the serious matter, Li Mengyuan raised her head, looked around, and asked curiously:

"Is it a team building here?"

Xin Yao knew a little about this. She took out the tablet she carried with her, lit it a few times, and handed it to Li Mengyuan and said:

"Accept, there are many team building companies that cooperate with here, just to see what kind of service our company wants to choose!"

Wang Xuebin glanced and shook his head and waved his hand and said:

"The so-called team building is actually to relax our team and not to make trouble!

I asked me to find a Friday, find a car to take the employees to the scenic spot for a day. If there are family members, you can take the family members and take a vacation directly after the two holidays. It is much more useful than the flower work of the team-building companies!"

Hearing this, Li Mengyuan frowned, always feeling something was wrong, but she couldn't think of it.

"Then how about choosing this Friday?"

Wang Xuebin nodded happily when he heard this and said with a smile:

"It's great, it's settled. Just so, you can take this time to rest!

By the way, I have prepared the manuscript to be published. Just see when you have time, just help me with it!"

Hearing this, Li Mengyuan immediately understood something wrong. She looked up at Wang Xuebin who was smiling, stood up, inserted her waist, pointed at him, and said viciously:

"You Zhou Bapi, I have taken over my May Day holiday and I haven't settled the score with you yet!

Now I am still staring at my weekend calculations!

Still resting?

Tell me, more than 600 books and more than 600 contracts, how can I rest?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin touched his nose awkwardly and smiled embarrassedly:

"Ahem, then what... I'll add money!"