Rejecting 996, the capital of the whole world is broken

Chapter 4: 40 Years of Detours

Looking at Song Wen's current state, the cameraman fell into deep thought.
He started carrying the camera at around six in the morning, and it has been more than three hours now.

His right shoulder had already felt a little numb, but he had to endure it for the sake of his work, every day.

The Song Wen in front of him was in stark contrast to him.

It was raining outside, and Song Wen was half sitting and half lying in the house playing games and eating a bowl of steaming noodles. What was he doing now? Wasn't he just enjoying life?
I don’t know how many times I have fantasized about such a simple morning!
No! Something is wrong with me!

The cameraman shook his head vigorously. He was actually extremely envious of Song Wen just now.
"You are feeling quite comfortable now, but you get nothing!"

"What will you do in the future? If you don't even talk about the future, what will you do tomorrow?"

The cameraman stubbornly tilted his neck, trying to find excuses and support for himself.

"Hey"

Song Wen sighed in boredom: "Then let me ask you again, you work more than ten hours a day, right?"

“You can’t even guarantee three meals a day, right?”

"If I go outside to enjoy the rain now, you have to carry your machine and follow me in the rain, right?"

"You can be drenched, but machines definitely can't, right?"

Faced with Song Wen's series of questions, the cameraman could only nod his head, knowing that it was indeed reality.

Even if Song Wen went crazy and went out for a run in the rain, he would still have to follow him carrying the camera and carefully protecting it. It didn't matter if he got soaked to death.
"Okay, you work hard, so tell me what you have now?"

"Arthritis? Cervical spondylosis? Receding hairline?"

Song Wen's consecutive words were like sharp arrows piercing the cameraman's heart.

As mentioned, he has all these problems! And even more!
Apart from these, what else does he have?
There are also loans!

Car loans, mortgages, and all kinds of loans, these are what forced him to work so hard that he didn't even have time to go to the hospital to check on his health.

What do you have now?
Many ordinary workers are afraid of this sentence and try to avoid it.

Because there is nothing at all!
Seeing the cameraman's embarrassed expression, Song Wen already got the answer.

"So you work hard but have nothing, while I still have freedom and can do what makes me comfortable."

"As for the future you mentioned, do you know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident?"

"Haha~"

After saying that, Song Wen turned around casually, put on his headphones, and opened a game that many people wanted to play but didn't have time to play.

The cameraman on the side was completely silent. He felt that Song Wen's words were not only reasonable, but also philosophical. He even found it difficult to digest them.
The thousands of netizens in the live broadcast room seemed to have suffered a critical hit!
"If you work hard, you have nothing. If you don't work hard, you also have nothing. No, you still have freedom!! I actually think it makes sense!"

"I've been working from morning till night for ten years! I still owe the bank over a million! Can you believe it? I'd rather have nothing!"

"Which will come first, tomorrow or an accident? I really can't refute this statement. I have always thought about enjoying life later, but if I continue like this, I am really afraid that I will have no future!"

"Brothers, I admit that I am a little envious of Song Wen. He can enjoy life at such a young age. This at least saves him 40 years of detours."

In an instant, the tone of the comments in Room 10's live broadcast took a sharp turn for the worse.

Song Wen's questions undoubtedly made many people break down their defenses.

It makes them re-examine themselves and their so-called best efforts.

[The host's words and deeds have an impact on the people around him, gaining 717 points of envy. ]

[Current total envy value: 790 points.]

[Currently redeemable skills: None.]

The system voice sounded again, and Song Wen sighed: "You now, I was once."

Bang! ! Sociologist Meng Jingyi in the studio slammed the table and stood up.

The three masters have started to pay special attention to the No. 10 live broadcast room since the Yu Xiu incident.

Song Wen did not disappoint them and once again sang a different tune, and did it in a very high profile.
"What nonsense! What nonsense!"

"He calls this enjoying life? This is clearly hopeless!"

"What do you mean by having nothing? Aren't other people making money besides him?!"

"If you don't work hard while you are young, how will you live when you are old?"

Meng Jingyi's political remarks were like using justice to punish evil.

Even his facial expression had a hint of heroism.

However, there was another stir in the live broadcast room.

"It seems that what Song Wen said is indeed correct. May I ask Master Meng, which one can you predict will come first, tomorrow or the accident?"

"Haha, work hard, and when you get old you'll probably have to enjoy life in the hospital."

"Let me just say this, I feel pretty miserable right now, who knows if I'll be even more miserable when I get older!"

"Hey? Why do I feel like you guys are somewhat influenced by Song Wen? Brothers, just watch the fun, don't get too involved."

"That's right. You can complain but you can't stop working. Poor workers, let's encourage each other."

The host Shen Tao looked at the inspiring reactions of the three experts, then looked at the barrage, and sighed thoughtfully.

He has an additional identity than many people, that is, a public figure.

These four words carry more.

It’s not that he doesn’t have his own attitude, but that most of the time he simply can’t have any attitude.

And Song Wen seemed to be telling everyone what attitude is!

"Mr. Meng, please don't be too angry. Song Wen is just an outlier. There is no way a person like him can make it in society."

"When he leaves the Internet cafe, reality will teach him a lesson."

Educator Chen Weibo said with a confident look, "Let's take a look at the other contestants first, so that he won't overshadow the others."

Following Chen Weibo's words, the main live broadcast room switched to contestant number one Zhou Fang.

After taking the bus, subway, and shared bicycles, intern Zhou Fang finally arrived at the company.

He lived the farthest from the company among all the employees, but he was the first to arrive.

Because the farther away you are, the more you worry about some accidents along the way that might waste your precious time.

For Zhou Fang at this stage, time is everything.

But when the official working hours came, Zhou Fang kept wasting time.

What he was recording was not legal knowledge, but the coffee ordered by each senior.

He was running around not because he was busy with cases, but because he was printing and faxing for his predecessors.

He kept answering the phone not because of commissions, but because of the mess left over from the cases by his predecessors.

During the more than two hours at work, what Zhou Fang did could be said to have nothing to do with a lawyer.

Even the lady at the front desk has much less work to do than him.

Zhou Fang is burning himself, but not for himself.

(End of this chapter)