Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

In the hospital ward, Lu Jianguo sat by the bed, holding his wife's right hand with both hands, and staring silently.

More than one doctor has already come to diagnose it, but no doctor has reached a conclusion. His wife seems to have been infected with an evil spirit. The physical examination result is quite healthy, but she has been unconscious all the time.

"dad!"

Lu Xiaoqian ran in quickly and saw his mother on the hospital bed and his father who had obviously experienced a lot of vicissitudes. Tears couldn't help but overflowed from his eyes.

"Mom! What's going on? It's only been half a day... the doctor... the doctor! the doctor!"

Lu Xiaoqian was searching around and shouting loudly. Lu Jianguo, who was sitting by the bed, frowned, turned his head and glared at Lu Xiaoqian irritably, and shouted impatiently:

"Shut up! This is the hospital!"

As he said that, Lu Jianguo stood up and glared at Lu Xiaoqian again, frowned, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Get back to your work, you don't need you here!"

At this time, Lu Jianguo was very clear-headed. Although he also hoped that his son could be filial in front of the bed, he knew that the financial situation of his family was not allowed at all.

My wife still doesn’t know how much it will cost to swallow this strange disease. Although her family has some savings, it is obviously a drop in the bucket to treat the disease.

Money is the key to all problems...

The son's salary is higher than that of himself. Even if he has to leave someone by his side to take care of him, he can only be him, not his son.

At this time, he was ready to resign. By then, his son's salary became the only income in his family, and there must be no accidents.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go back to work quickly? Can you help here or what? It will cause trouble, get out of here!"

Lu Jianguo's tone was very bad. He knew that this had nothing to do with his son. He shouldn't be so irritable to his son, but he couldn't suppress him at all when he was in a irritable mood.

"Dad...I..."

"Dad, what dad... I didn't hear what I said or what? Hurry up!"

Just at this moment, a handsome young man wearing a gray shirt and sunglasses on his face walked in. Seeing the visitor, Lu Jianguo's face changed suddenly, showing a hint of gratitude.

"Yeah, young man, here... Thank you very much this time! If it weren't for you, my wife..."

As Lu Jianguo said, he also cried in his words. When the handsome young man saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward, supported Lu Jianguo who wanted to kneel down, and said repeatedly:

"No, no...it's not allowed, uncle, you are going to save my life..."

On the side, Lu Xiaoqian was stunned when he saw this man. He stayed aside for a long time and couldn't speak, and he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

"What you do...you..."

"Huh? Brothers Xiao Qian?"

Hearing the shout, the handsome young man turned his head, as if he had just realized that the person standing by was Lu Xiaoqian, and showed a surprised expression.

"Why are you here?"

As You Suwei said, he raised his hand and took off the sunglasses from his face, pretending to be coincidental and sighed:

"...Brother Xiao Qian, we are really destined to be together... We just separated in the morning and met again at noon..."

"Xiao Qianer, is this your friend?"

Lu Jianguo next to him met his son and the handsome young man who saved his wife and sent him to the hospital, and immediately turned around and asked his son.

Before Lu Xiaoqian could speak, You Suwei, who was standing beside him, smiled and said:

"...Hahaha, it's said that it's a coincidence that I'll make a book. Unexpectedly, this sentence actually came to you, brothers Xiao Qian and you..."

Looking at You Huwei who was smiling, Lu Xiaoqian felt a little chilled in his body. He couldn't help but tremble. He turned his head to look at his mother, and murmured in a daze:

“…Is this… really a coincidence…”

Lu Xiaoqian's voice was very small, but he did not escape the ears that he always paid attention to You Huwei's ears. He saw You Huwei's smile slightly converging, and he also turned his head to look at Wei Xiurong on the bed and said softly:

"...Maybe...Why can't it be a coincidence..."

As he said that, he turned to look at Lu Xiaoqian, raised his eyebrows and asked softly:

"Brothers Xiao Qian... have you realized what it means to stump a hero with just one penny... If I had known today, why would you have been there..."

Lu Xiaoqian looked at his mother who was breathing evenly and had a pale face, as if she hadn't heard what was beside her.

You Suwei didn't care about this, but just shook his head and sighed, patting his shoulder.

"Brother Xiao Qian... makes a decision now...it's not too late...Believe me, the taste of the passing of my parents...it's really not so easy to accept..."

As he said that, You Huwei's eyes became dazed, he slowly closed his eyes and put on sunglasses.

"…That feeling…I will never forget it for the rest of my life…"

...

"If you want to develop a capital group like Spark Group and to achieve substantial industry-wide monopoly under the socialist market system, there are two directions..."

In the tea room of Mingdi Villa, Xiaoyu was fiddling with the tea set, slowly brewed a cup of tea, held it in both hands, and handed it to Wang Xuebin.

On the side, Wang Xuebin's eyebrows moved slightly, raised his ruthless iron hand, held the hot teacup, and sent it to his mouth, siping it in small mouthfuls, as if the tea soup was quite palatable.

"Well... the tea is good...continue..."

Putting down the teapot, Xiaoyu sat upright, sorted out the blue gauze printed skirt, coughed lightly, and continued:

"...The first direction is to accept the state's capital injection and reorganization, establish a party branch within the group, form a party committee, cater to the country's development strategy with a relatively positive attitude, and maximize the interests of the group within the limits of the policy..."

Hearing this plan, Wang Xuebin once again showed a gratifying expression, smiled slightly, and said softly:

"There are advantages of this plan, so what are the disadvantages?"

Xiaoyu replied directly without thinking about it when she heard this:

"There are two disadvantages. The first is the internal administrativeization of the group, with steady state as the core goal. It is difficult to compare with other groups in terms of innovation and competition. It can only rely on plagiarism or acquisition to add fresh blood to the group.

Once the country introduces relevant laws such as anti-monopoly, anti-plagiarism, and anti-unfair competition, the rigid system of the group will be difficult to maintain its advantage in more intense competition.

The second point is that because of too much political contact, our group's market in Western countries will be suppressed from all aspects.

Western capital can use ideology as an excuse to engage in unfair competition with our group, and it is difficult for us to gain an advantage in an unfair market..."

"Well, this plan is good. Although it has pros and cons, the disadvantages are not unacceptable...what is the other plan?"

He killed the hot tea in his hand in one sip, put the tea cup back on the tea sea, stopped Xiaoyu from trying to continue adding tea, and continued to ask.

"... Another solution... Compared with the former, the competitiveness is relatively stronger... the measures are more radical. If you succeed, you will be rich and powerful, and if you fail, you will be crushed to pieces... Brother Xuebin... Do you really want to listen..."

In the tea room, Wang Xuebin, who seemed to realize something, raised his eyebrows lightly, smiled and looked at Xiaoyu, who seemed to have automatically transformed into a well-behaved look, raised his eyebrows, and said softly:

"Tell me...it's okay if I listen..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Xiaoyu looked at Wang Xuebin deeply, took a deep breath, and said slowly:

"The second plan, taking advantage of the imperfection of the existing national policies, vigorously develop certain industries that have not been prohibited by the policies, and kidnap the people on the chariot of the group before the relevant national policies were introduced...

Once successful, the kidnapped people will become hostages of the group. Before the country does not have a proper way of handling the problem, the group's size will develop rapidly.

What happened next was a race...

The larger the group, the more hostages will be kidnapped. When the group is huge to a certain extent, any fluctuations in the group will cause shocks in the country's economy.

At that time... under the covetous eyes of many external forces... in order to ensure a stable domestic economic environment... the country had to pinch its nose and accept the existence of the group..."

‘Smack sex…’

A crisp applause sounded, but Xiaoyu, who was sitting beside Wang Xuebin, had no expression of happiness at all. She just lowered her head, kept her fingers entangled with her hands, and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Xuebin... Xinghuo Group...what path should it take..."

"Ha ha……"

Wang Xuebin stood up, stretched his waist, came to the back door, looked at the noon sunlight outside the door, smiled slightly, and said softly:

“…Why…not choose the third path?”