Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"...Money, or currency, is a value anchor for issuance with national credit as a guarantee. Its essence is the people's trust in the country!

This kind of trust is both the basis of the existence of currency and the basis of the existence of the country!”

In the tea room of the famous villa, the gurgling stream flows slowly from everyone's feet, and a group of koi are swimming and playing.

The sun shines brightly outside the window. In the pool in the backyard, the fairy-sounding water frog lies on a lotus leaf. Occasionally, a frog croaking like a zither is made, adding a three-point charm to the already elegant scenery.

In the tea room, the perfect cold wind filled the spacious and bright room. I don’t know where the air outlet of the air conditioner was located. The temperature was suitable, but I couldn’t feel the stimulation of the cold wind blowing at all.

The simple and simple coffee table made of the entire Qingyan was sitting on the futon with a backrest, either in a daze or drinking tea, quietly listening to Xiao Chuchu lowering her head and whispering something.

“… On a higher level, this trust is the source of state power, and the essence of currency is actually state power with special attributes!

With money, you can have the right to buy goods in this country, and the essence of the goods is actually the productivity of the country!

In other words, currency is actually the power of the state to allocate productivity…”

Listening to Xiao Chuchu's argument, He Lan felt so shocked that she was almost crazy!

I saw the vixen named Xiaoyu before, and she could barely accept the reprimand of the strategic direction of corporate capital operation.

But when she saw her best friend who was with her day and night, she had such a clear and thorough understanding of national politics, economy, power, etc., she suddenly felt that the waste she cried before was actually mocking her...

waste?

Is there such a waste?

If even such a person is a waste, then what is she?

In an instant, He Lan actually felt a little envy and jealousy towards her best friend...

Because she knew very well that Chuchu would never be able to say such words half a year ago...

Xinghuo Group...No...it should be said that Wang Xuebin's ability to cultivate talents is really that powerful...

"...We are a socialist country, public ownership is the foundation of socialism, and the master of the country is the people, and the people are the master of state power!

This power originally belonged to the state and the people. For the sake of the development of the country, the state and the people made sacrifices and chose to partially separate this power!

And this is the basis for the emergence and existence of all private enterprises like Spark Group.

The strength of the capital group is actually in controlling or stealing this power, but for the sake of the development of the country, the state acquiesced to all this existence.

Of course, the premise of all this is that a capital group that steals this power must not shake the rule of the state!

Otherwise, capital without armed self-protection will only be like a fortress on the beach, and when pushed by the waves, it will easily dissipate in the smoke of history..."

The fairy-sound frog lying on lotus leaves in the backyard kicked his hind limbs and jumped into the water, causing a rippling ripples, and the pool water also made a crisp tinging sound.

In the tea room, the atmosphere seemed to be solidified. Xiao Yu, who was still cold-faced, gradually regained her courage, He Lan, who was ashamed of her own filthy thoughts, and Wang Xuebin, who seemed to be smiling.

The four people painted a picture of sentient beings, from sadness to joy, from joy to sorrow, ups and downs, ups and downs, life is like a play!

‘Smack sex…’

“…It’s right!”

Wang Xuebin put down the teacup, clapped with a smile, and asked with a smile:

"...I have read the set of books I gave you many times, have you?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Xiao Chuchu was so ashamed that she blushed and lowered her head, but this time she was no longer because of self-doubt, but because of what she had done before.

"Look... I've watched it several times... I've watched it every night..."

Wang Xuebin smiled and nodded, picked up the teapot and added a cup of tea to himself again, and said with a smile:

"The Marxism-Leninism-Mao selection is a classic of history. The reason behind it is to reveal the essence of the world's operation. It's no harm if you look at it more!"

As he said that, Wang Xuebin glanced at He Lan, then turned to look at Xiaoyu and Xiao Chuchu, his eyebrows raised slightly, as if he was explaining or enlightening:

"...In six years, I have had seven assistants, each of which is very outstanding. Anyone who can be selected by me as an assistant must have outstanding strengths in one aspect and has the value of cultivation. There is no doubt about this!

However, there are differences between people after all, and even if it is cultivated, there will be different directions of cultivation!

The first Xiao Li is now a technical master of the Cybersecurity Department, the second Xiao Zhang is now the head of the Financial Investment Department, the third one goes to the Public Opinion and Propaganda Department, and the fourth one goes to the Public Relations Department.

The fifth one is the former assistant Yang. I was trained in the direction of the group president.

But unfortunately, with my support, he was proud that he could not fight against Vice President Zhang, who was supported by other shareholders of the group. He fell into a serious revenge and asked to be transferred away in a disheartened manner.

I agreed to him. After being the head of the evaluation department for half a year, I put him out to Mingda Group to continue to shine and heat!

Then you..."

Feeling Wang Xuebin's substantial gaze, Xiao Chuchu's body couldn't help but tremble, tightened her sweaty palms, and woke He Lan upside her.

"As my sixth assistant, I also have great expectations for you. My expectations for you are the person in charge of the company's macro-strategic development direction!

Your personality is born with a strong sense of justice, and sometimes you love to act emotionally, which is not suitable for being a decision maker.

For example, Lu Xiaoqian, the one who helped you recover your bag!

He Lan and I were thinking about how to return this favor, and you have become good friends with him. I was right?"

Hearing this, He Lan couldn't help but raise her head, looked at Wang Xuebin with a red face, and then looked at Xiao Chuchu who nodded silently, with delicate eyebrows raised.

"Chuchu, is that true? Why don't I know?"

When Xiao Chuchu heard He Lan's words, she twitched her lips embarrassedly, her palms tightened, and she said in a low voice:

"Xiao Qian... I'm pretty good, enthusiastic, decent, and a strong sense of responsibility. I plan to introduce him to your company, but I haven't found any opportunity to say..."

"I……"

Hearing this, He Lan suddenly felt like she had been betrayed. She looked at Xiao Chuchu, frowned and asked loudly:

"...No... I said Chuchu, we are the best friends. If something happened to you, I will do my best to support you!

As a result, you lived under my nose for so long and made a friend, but you didn't even miss the slightest bit of mouth... Chuchu, are you really okay... Are you so strict?"

"No...Sister He...Average friend...just an ordinary friend...I'm not getting better yet..."

‘Traveling through time, through space, and coming to you…’

The playful ringtone rang, and Xiao Chuchu, who was like a quail, subconsciously took out her cell phone. When she saw the caller ID, she froze there.

Beside her, He Lan glanced at her, raised her eyebrows and said:

"Come on? Isn't this an ordinary friend of you? Take on? What if there is something urgent for someone?"

"What urgent matter...how could there be urgent matter..."

Listening to He Lan's sarcastic words, Xiao Chuchu's face became extremely stiff. She looked up and looked at Wang Xuebin. Seeing that he looked like he was watching the fun, he had no intention of stopping him. In desperation, he answered the phone.

“…heat ~”

"Hey! Chuchu? I'm Xiao Qian!"

"I...I know...why...what...if it's wrong...I'll die first, I'll have something to do here..."

"...Don't worry, Chuchu, I'm really in a hurry here. Listen to me, now I can only believe in you...

I want to... borrow some money from you..."

Looking at He Lan's sneer beside him, Xiao Chuchu became more and more restless, lowering her head, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

“…more………………………”

"One million..."

"How many?!"