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Chapter 449:Discrimination

In the past two days, I have been living in the banquet building, and Fu Shaowei and Shi Peng talked a lot.

I have not been in contact with the little fish, cold and cold him, I have to think about what attitude I will do to him in the future.Two days later, I attended an internal meeting of the organizing committee.At the meeting did not attend the heavyweight highs, such as walking through the scene, not giving me face at all, it is very breathless.

On this occasion, the first ventilator meeting, the high man did not appear, and so many low-level small people were sent, which obviously despised me.

I have a fire, the surface has to be self-stable, some de style.

I don't know what happened, since the war with Feng Ziwang, my mood has always been in a state of instability, like a gunpowder barrel that can explode at any time.

When they met with Fu Shaowei, they called me boss, these two days I also adapted to this title, from the banquet building, the people outside do not respect me, are called his name.

At this moment, looking at these people in the organizing committee, the fire in my heart, they don't know that I am the leader, just such a mouthful of Wang Qiang shouted.Wang Qiang is also fucking you?

The main purpose of this meeting is to tell me that I can preside over the work, but it is still in the probationary period, and there will be no ceremony during this period.

The position of leader of the practice circle, speaking of cattle, is actually a social idle job, do not receive wages do not sit in class, of course, the benefits are, one is to make connections, the other is that there are major activities in the practice circle, and it must be presided over.Third, and most important, I can destroy you on behalf of justice.

Last night and Shi Peng chatted very late, he repeatedly told me about this issue, said that I sit in this position, it represents the mainstream justice, in the position I want to do the most important thing, is to eliminate dissent.

Shi Peng gave me the phrase "the people can't make sense of it", telling me that many people are not convinced when you are the leader.What if I don't?Grow yourself up and eliminate dissent.Now people are base, good to discuss no one to listen, you have to come up with a tough style, good leadership is not not to be scolded.

Fu Shaowei nodded beside me and told me that this is called mercy and no army.

This word really touched me, repeated, and merciful.It’s too kind to the people below, they turn their heads and ride shit around your neck.

I plan to buy a few books about the biographies of ancient emperors, take a good look, study.The world is determined by the number of brutality and the number of murders, the great Genghis Khan, the great Battle of Stalingrad, and so on.

I took a deep breath, looked at the dog legs in front of me, the hands were secretly tight, these people have to clean up, step by step.

When I started this meeting, it means that I officially became the leader.The organizing committee will inform the practitioners below and let this news out of the world.

After the meeting, I had a governance strategy, but the details still need to be considered.The most important thing in these three months is to do a big thing, so that the practitioners in the whole world can see that my boss is not a temporary decoration.Give yourself a flag.

I thought about going back to the store, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw that the little fish was playing with my mobile phone, and there were no guests in the store.

He heard a voice standing up, "Dang, you're back."

I said, “Are you playing with your phone in the daytime?”

"There's no one in the store," Little Fish smiled, "I'm thinking that there's nothing to brush the news, yes, my brother, have you eaten, we opened another beef restaurant near this street, the taste is good, I invite you at noon."

"Sit down first."I said, "What happened that day, why did you drink and drink and go away, do you know that my face was not a place to put on my face?"

The little fish was a little embarrassed: "Brother, I really don't rush you."I am with Fu Shaowei those people who do not deal with, the past holiday is very deep, and I think they are particularly awkward, can not say go to a place.I have not had a father since I was a child, and I have adopted a little more important and more capricious in my mind by Master's side.If I don't like people, I can't go together."

“So you see me?”I asked him.

The little fish smiled, "Strong brother, we are good brothers."

I was silent for a moment: "You can't do this kind of mixed-sex character, and the angularity can't make friends."

“It doesn’t matter.”Little Fish said: "In fact, making friends is a subtraction problem, knowing the unknown first to know, and then looking for like-minded people in it."I don't want to turn my mind to do what I don't want to do."

I looked at him and opened the topic: “Have you inquired about the trip of the monk?”

Little Fish told me that the narrator was a ticket to tonight at eight o'clock, and he would board the ship at the dock by the river.

“Brother, are you going to leave?”The little fish asked curiously.

"After all, it is an old acquaintance, and I haven't seen you in a long time, and it's impossible to send it."I said lightly.

I spent a day in the shop, and near the end of the evening, I got up and went to the dock.The little fish wanted to go with me, and I didn’t promise to let him go home first.

I drove alone and rushed to the civilian dock on the river at about seven o'clock.The weather is good, the riverside cool breeze, nearby residents are out walking, there are many tourists or donkey friends carrying large bags in the boat.

You can see a lot of big boats and yachts on the riverside, and the whistle sounds from time to time.The moonlight on the river, full of deep black, I parked the car, stood on the side of the river and hugged the shoulders, watching the deep river some into the god.

After waiting for a moment, I came to the waiting hall, where people were all people, and the south and north of the sky and the north were all accents.

I sat in the corner, waiting for a moment, and saw a monk wearing a khaki in a khaki and carrying a bag.

He was on the boat at eight o'clock, and now there were still forty or fifty minutes, and he found a corner where no one, unloaded the burden, and tugged the words in his mouth.

Now such monks are full of streets, it is not surprising, and the people next to them do not look at it.

After waiting for a moment, I walked slowly, the footsteps were already very light, but just came to the front, the monk who closed his eyes and read the scriptures suddenly stopped the text in his mouth, his eyes were not opened, and gently said, "Is it the king's lord?"

I sat next to him, slowly pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and the expat still did not open his eyes, "Here is not allowed to smoke, go out to the left to walk in a special smoking room."

"You don't seem surprised I'll come."I way.

"I think you'll come to me."He said.

"Oh?"Why?Are you not a prophet?”

The ex-husband slowly opened his eyes and smiled softly: "You can look for me, there may be two reasons."

“Say it.”I way.

"You became famous in the First World War at the Congress of Practitioners, and I have heard many people say," said the monk, "especially Lao Mu, praise you for a meal and say that you are a young talent."But,” he paused, “the process of your fighting, and the black-and-white argument that later, all show that you practiced black law.You came to me, probably walked into the depths of the devil, and I wanted to ask you to take you into the empty door to practice and wash the lead."

"This seems unlikely, if I enter the Buddha Gate will not look for you, go directly to the head of the temple of Fahmoto, he can do much higher than yours."I said.

“Yes, there is only one possibility.”The monk said.

I look at him.

"You ask me what you want from me, but I really don't understand, a poor monk, what do you need?" 」The monk said.

"I am asking for you."I said, "I want to ask you something."

He looked at me, made a gesture, and signaled to say it.

"This is not the place to speak," I saw the bustling crowd in the hall: "Let's find a secluded place."

The ex-husband looked up and looked at the clock hanging above the hall, "Lord, can you try to speed up as much as possible, I am afraid of missing the ship."

“Very soon.If you want, give it to me in five minutes."I said.

The umpire nodded, stood up, did not carry the burden, but entrusted to the next big sister, let her take care of it, said she would be back in ten minutes.

The older sister was still very enthusiastic, said no problem, pulling the fufu and said cold words.I stood next to me and dressed without a hurry, watching quietly.

The ex-husband chatted with his older sister warmly with his hometown, and after laughing, nodded to me, indicating that he could go.

The two of us went out through the corner gate and walked a section of the road, and there was no one around.It is close to the back of the dock, very remote, facing the river, you can see the river near the garbage, there is a small diesel boat is slowly fluttering, clean up the river surface.There was a faint smell in the air.

"Here it is," said the monk, "Lord, ask me what I want?"

"I remember, you used to speak your hometown," I said, "I just spoke home to my sister, and why is it Mandarin to me now?"

The monk said, "I only speak the kind words of home to the people in the same way, and the outsiders are all Mandarin."

"The monk has not been repaired, and there is a difference."I laughed.

The monk said, “Someone asked the Buddha, ‘If you don’t see it,’ why do you still have the image and enjoy the incense?”Lord, do you know the reason?”

I looked at the deep black river, "You talk."

“The Buddha told him that I myself have nothing to do, and that there is a Dharma phase in order to facilitate the understanding of the Buddha Gate by ordinary people.So I speak Mandarin in my hometown, and the difference is not with me, but for outsiders.Let him know what he has to do with me, whether he is a friend, a stranger, or an enemy.”

The narcoon laughed at me.

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