America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 226 In order to defeat you, I killed myself!

Is Mr. Cheng right?
Is Xiao Zhao's persistence wrong?

President Cheng actually has no answer to this question - he is not an old scholar studying sociology, he is just an ordinary man with a little more experience.

Many times, Chengdu adheres to a pragmatic methodology, which is the means of doing things.

When faced with the amazingly talented Mexican young man Sergey, Chengdu chose to increase his strength first and then train him.

When dealing with Domo, who has an extraordinary background and is cautious in his work, Mr. Cheng chose the most polite and respectful social skills because he did not understand him.

But Zhao Hongjin was different. Mr. Cheng could not give her any strength, nor was he willing to deal with it with mediocre and perfunctory clichés.

Zhao Hongjin is an interesting girl. She has bright and breathtaking ideals, and she has innocent but heartbreaking persistence.

Maybe sometimes what she insists on and cares about is not so down-to-earth, but this is exactly her cute side.

Mr. Cheng is right, the real human world is terrible and negative.

Logically speaking, Mr. Cheng's evasion seemed a bit shameful, but Xiao Zhao just shook his head in his heart.

"And what's the name of this? Scent of a Woman?"

Mr. Cheng cannot deceive the naive with his sophistication, and Mr. Cheng is not willing to simply refute her or deceive her.

She has a strong heart, but she does lack some experience and tempering.

Economically, when they reach adulthood, they catch up with the dividend period of the United States' reconstruction of the global trading system. When they enter middle age, they will
Going a step further, look at this man. He is blind, a baby boomer, and even participated in the Vietnam War. "

She knew very well what kind of person Cheng Daqi was. Sometimes this man lacked some principles, but overall he was still very good and would never act like a beast.

A dark bedroom, a bright man, and a soft mattress.

"Da Qi, aren't we here for a wine tasting party? How come you brought me to the bedroom while you were tasting wine?"

"Scent of a Woman" is considered a classic in film history, and you will understand it after watching it. "

The peach-eyed girl was attracted by Mr. Cheng’s introduction.

That generation of directors coincided with the Vietnam War and the hippie movement when they were young, which enabled them to shoot many wonderful stories. "

It's normal to have different thoughts. She has complained and been reminded. At least today she doesn't plan to continue to be that annoying girl.

"Xiao Zhao, I understand that you have strong opinions on me, but I really don't like men.

The sunset in Long Beach has already appeared, and the lighting in the high-rise apartment is very good, but the curtains in Dormer's bedroom are half closed, which makes the room seem a little dark.

Zhao Hongjin is that kind of person. She may not have much action for the time being, but she has such potential.

The defensive line's social movements were easy to understand. Mr. Cheng pulled up a chair to sit next to her and turned on the projection.

Therefore, he chose a soft persuasion method that was 100% error-proof - Come, Xiao Zhao, I will take you to watch a movie.

Mr. Cheng’s explanation was very interesting, and Zhao Hongjin had been led into thinking about the baby boomer generation by his words.

"Is it a product of American political correctness? A certain male protagonist is a woman at heart. I understand, Daqi, you don't have to feel inferior." Zhao Hongjin joked with a smile.

Sister Zhao actually showed mercy - she was even smiling.

She thought that Mr. Cheng just wanted to make today's unpleasantness go away.

"Ah?" Zhao Hongjin was a little dumbfounded.

President Cheng drew her attention to the movie, and she was immediately immersed in the story on the projection screen.
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Duo Mo opened the door - he was called by Mr. Cheng for room service.

But in such a rotten world, there are always people working hard to patch things up.

This was the first time the nineteen-year-old girl encountered this situation, and she subconsciously hugged her arms tightly.

Brother, are you serious?

"Ah? Zhao, I actually want to show you a movie that will help you understand me.

While replying to the girl's words, Mr. Cheng kept busy and quickly found this movie.

Lille, that big fool, he actually likes that nosy stick guy. "

“Let’s talk about the time period first. The conventional baby boomers refer to people born from the late 1950s to the 1970s. They were lucky enough to catch up with the dividends of the expansion of the American country after World War II.

Friends, what can you do?

"Ha, the protagonists of this story are two men, and their relationship with women is not that big." Mr. Cheng explained.

"It smells like greasy discipline, ha." Zhao Hongjin was not polite. She was not the one who made the mistake today.

Finding Duomo on the phone, Mr. Cheng called room service.

"Here we go, look, the director of this film is Martin Brest, a director of the baby boomer generation.

The dazzling ideals and wonderful soul that Zhao Hongjin possessed were like bubbles that could burst at the touch of a finger, and he dealt with them carefully.

When being pushed onto the bed by Cheng Daqi, Zhao Hongjin's mind was a little confused.

In fact, every time he sees the light shining on the nineteen-year-old girl, Cheng Daqi feels that he is looking at a fragile work of art.

“Is there anything special about baby boomers?”

When they were young, they had no worries about food and clothing. When they were young, they began to be influenced by the ideas behind the Iron Curtain. They reflected on war and the shortcomings of the capitalist system, which gave birth to the hippie movement that swept the country for a while.

Lear was over two meters tall and weighed hundreds of pounds, and he even dragged the stick man away.
Could it be?

Noticing Mr. Cheng's female companion sitting on his bed, he looked up at Cheng Daqi and sighed softly.

To be honest, it was the first time for Thomas to do this kind of work, and it was at his own home.

This made him feel like he was being raped by his husband.

My house, my me, is my bed, but you are using it quite happily?

You even asked me to bring you food?
"Thomas, please."

Standing up and taking the tray from the fat chef, Mr. Cheng patted him on the shoulder.

"Chan, what happened to the Korean? Isn't Lir one of Eris's men?"

Thomas came with questions. He had never seen Eris before, and he was always wary of the Balkan man who lacked real friendliness.

"Ha, you don't have to worry. That person won't die. Lear will take care of it. If there is any trouble, you won't be involved."

Mr. Cheng understood why Duo Mo came here in person, and he replied with a smile.

The fat cook's eyes flickered as he analyzed the meaning of Cheng Daqi's words.

However, he quickly figured out the joints, and Dormer invited with a smile.

"Chan, we can talk again tonight. I already have a preliminary idea about my catering company."

"my pleasure!"

Smart people speak straightforwardly, and Mr. Cheng likes smart people like Duo Mo.

"Okay, I won't disturb your good things. There is a condom under the pillow, and the blue one is the special wolf tooth model." The fat cook left with a wicked smile, leaving Mr. Cheng standing at the door with a black line on his face. .

What a special wolf tooth model!
Little fat man, you look like a dog, but I didn’t expect you to be quite playful!
Also, Xiao Zhao and I are seriously studying movies!
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"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel is very charming, but are you trying to hint to me through his behavior that in fact what you did is not excessive?"

Serious people do seem bored sometimes. Zhao Hongjin even resisted discipline while watching a movie. Mr. Cheng did not expect this.

"What I want you to understand more is Charlie's choice. You are very similar to Charlie, Zhao. The real world is not an utopia, and it does not meet the romantic expectations of idealists."

Charlie was abandoned by his friends. He stood alone on the so-called 'principles' and stood on the sad judgment seat.

"He's right, but he's going to be judged on the cross, and that's the problem."

Mr. Cheng's words silenced Zhao Hongjin, and the peach-eyed girl had to admit that the movie Mr. Cheng took her to watch was indeed thought-provoking.

"Great weapon, but you are not being crucified, and no one is trying to burn you to death, so why not be a simple and sincere person?"

The peach-eyed girl understands the choice of being a great person, and also understands the meaning that morality cannot become the so-called unshakable principle.

But she always knew that Mr. Cheng was not forced to a dead end, and he was even thriving.

"I'm not Charlie, and there is no heroic Lieutenant Colonel in the real world to save me.

Our life is not a movie, let alone a game that can be archived.

I have to be very careful in every level, not to make mistakes, and to strive for as much gain as possible. "

Mr. Cheng handed her a glass of fruit wine and replied sadly.

There are no superheroes in his life, and the people who save him and help him are all imperfect individuals.

However, Mr. Cheng still feels that he is lucky. At least he still has Zhao Hongjin, a close friend who can confide his innermost worries.

Compared with the so-called physical collision, the companionship that can truly understand the soul is a luxury - a luxury that many people can't get in their lifetime.

Even the wily Teacher Gao will be defeated by a beautiful woman who can read "The Fifteen Years of Wanli".

The peach-eyed girl sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a wine glass with one hand and rubbing her temples with the other.

She was thinking, thinking about her own thoughts, thinking about the story in the movie.

“But I actually don’t like the kind of behavior in movies that ignores rules for self-enjoyment, such as driving while blind, which seems to express the so-called freedom to enjoy life and enjoy beauty, but this is completely selfish.

Daqi, if we become selfish people after all, wouldn't that be betraying ourselves? "

Zhao Hongjin always remembered what he thought after he revealed his heart to Cheng Daqi that night.

Mr. Cheng is walking on a difficult road. She can't provide much help, but she can be a companion and remind him at the appropriate time.

"There is such a saying, never forget your original intention, you should know it, right?"

Mr. Cheng picked up a piece of watermelon with a fork and handed it to Xiao Zhao while eating.

"Well, of course, it's usually followed by the sentence "Remember the mission."

At this point, she suddenly felt very interesting. She realized that she had misunderstood him as a master.

She thought that Mr. Cheng wanted to avoid problems and took her to watch an inexplicable movie, but that was never the case.

Not only did Cheng Daqi not escape, but he chose a clever way to answer his question.

But, Daqi, you've gone so far now, what on earth are you going to say?
"I think it is wrong not to forget one's original intention. People's original intention is constantly changing, which is determined by one's experience and understanding.

Many children will write things like 'My ideal' when they are seven or eight years old. Do you still remember what your ideal was at that time? "

Mr. Cheng's words were so shocking that Zhao Hongjin was so shocked that he even forgot to chew them.

"Well, when I grow up, I want to be an astronaut," the peach-eyed girl replied a little shyly.

"Hahahahaha, Zhao, don't you avoid black history at all? Isn't this an advertisement?"

Mr. Cheng was amused by the girl's honest answer.

"Humph, anyway, I have not forgotten my original intention. Okay, now it's your turn."

Wrinkling her nose, Zhao Hongjin glanced at Cheng Daqi - she thought her childhood ideal was quite cool.

"When I was a kid, I wanted to be a policeman and put my parents in jail. Look, doesn't it sound gangster to say "never forget your original intention?"

Mr. Cheng also revealed his dark history, and he even said it with a smile.

After hearing his answer, Xiao Zhao looked at Mr. Cheng with a complicated look.

"Then you are really filial, but aren't these things too far away? What on earth are you going to say?"

"You ask, 'Isn't that betraying yourself?', my idea is that people always grow in the process of betraying themselves.

Returning to Marx's logic, movement is absolute (not physical movement), so I try my best to betray myself every day.

This kind of betrayal not only did not make me feel lost, but made me continue to grow. "

You're right, but don't say it yet!
Zhao Hongjin knew that Cheng Daqi was right, but she still felt filled with panic.

Brother, let me ask, have you betrayed yourself?

You answer me, you work hard to betray me every day, and you betray me very proudly.

I know you're absolutely right, but I still feel bad about it.

Did you take advantage of me?

Seeing that Zhao Hongjin was silent, Mr. Cheng brought the topic back to the behavior of Mr. Lieutenant Colonel.

"As for Mr. Lieutenant Colonel's behavior, it's actually not important. His life has no reference. What I want you to understand more is Charlie's dilemma.

I want you to see how a kind soul full of principles can be persecuted and squeezed by abnormal rules.

There is a very important logic here. The rules in society have nothing to do with the so-called principles of justice.

After watching the movie, you should be able to understand what would have happened if the lieutenant colonel had not come forward."

"No! You were actually bullying me just now. I don't understand. Movement in the philosophical sense lacks objective reference. Whether it belongs to the truth only depends on whether the person who looks at it believes in the philosophical system it explains.

The basic logic of what you said is wrong, it's too bullying! "

It's not that Xiao Zhao didn't say anything, she was so angry that she answered in a big way, still thinking about the previous paragraph.

Finally, she thought of the crux of the problem.

When he was interrupted by Zhao Hongjin mid-sentence, President Cheng was not only not unhappy, but instead raised his glass happily.

"A-Zhao, congratulations, you have begun to disenchant yourself with the world you know!"

While Zhao Hongjin was stunned, Mr. Cheng's cup collided with the cup she was holding.

'Ding! '

(End of this chapter)