After paddling for more than an hour, Mr. Sun was already very skilled in paddling. By this time, they had arrived at the central lake area of Qiandao Lake, far away from all the surrounding lights. Except for the lonely starry sky above their heads, they could only see
There are one or two shadowy, dark island shadows in the distance.
"Let's take a break." Mr. Sun said, and Sheng Chuncheng agreed.
Mr. Sun collected the oar and put it in the cabin. The two of them also sat in the cabin, wrapped in blankets and leaning against the side of the boat. The boat rocked slightly, shattering the mountain shadows and night sky in their eyes.
Falling into the shimmering water.
After nearly two hours of activities on the boat, the two of them seemed to have become familiar with each other quickly and were no longer so unfamiliar. When Sheng Chuncheng looked at Mr. Sun, he was no longer the unsmiling one. Even his expression was pale along with his face, which made people feel a little bit.
Awe-inspiring people.
The world outside the boat is huge, but the only thing that can accommodate them and carry them is the small space of two or three square meters on the boat. The surrounding water compresses them into this small space, making the distance between them
The physical distance has been eliminated, and the psychological distance has also been eliminated.
This is probably the best explanation of the word "we are in the same boat", and it is also the reason why men always like to take women to go boating. When two people row a boat together once, they will get close to each other, and they will have a strange feeling in their hearts.
Sheng Chuncheng and Mr. Sun were sitting sideways in the cabin. The cabin was so small that they couldn't even straighten their feet. They could only bend down, facing each other, and their knees almost touched each other.
The cold wind blew on their faces, making their faces hurt. However, because the two of them had just rowed a boat, which was a high-intensity activity, their feeling of temperature was already a little dull. The cold wind blew,
On the contrary, I felt an indescribable sense of comfort and chill, which made me sober.
When the two people started talking, they just chatted about work and daily life. But in such an environment, it was easy to deepen the conversation and talk about their respective experiences.
Sheng Chuncheng couldn't even remember the reason that made him talk about those miserable days that he seldom told others. His parents' misfortune, his dropping out of school, being forced to pay debts, and almost despairing.
And I followed my blind uncle to Hangzhou, struggling like an ant in a strange city.
Sheng Chuncheng said that he was so embarrassed.
Mr. Sun patted Sheng Chuncheng’s knee and said to him:
"It will be fine, Xiao Sheng. You are still young. For you, life has just begun. Everyone will experience the four words sweet, sour, bitter and spicy in their life, but the order is often disrupted. You are so young.
, just experiencing these, it may not be a bad thing for you. You taste the bitterness first, and then the bitterness will be over and the joy will come.
"Hemingway said that a great writer must have had a difficult childhood. Our ancestors also said, 'When heaven is about to entrust a great task to a man, he must first suffer his will, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body.
, It’s empty of its own body. This statement still makes sense.”
"What about you?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"What's wrong with me?" Mr. Sun asked.
Sheng Chuncheng said: "If I am presumptuous, don't you mind?"
Mr. Sun nodded and said yes.
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"A friend of mine once told me that despair and loneliness have a smell that can be smelled. In other words, it will settle in a person's body and distinguish him from everyone else." Sheng Chuncheng said, "I
I seem to be able to smell this scent from you."
"Interesting." Mr. Sun smiled softly, "However, this statement is not unreasonable. People who have not experienced it can't say such things, nor can they understand it. Your friend must also have unforgettable experiences.
Experience, right?"
Sheng Chuncheng nodded.
Mr. Sun raised his head slightly, looked at the night sky above his head, and said nothing. Sheng Chuncheng was also silent, and the world was quiet.
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Sheng Chuncheng was confused: "What do you mean?"
"What I told you can be our secret, right?"
Sheng Chuncheng nodded: "Okay."
"Xiao Sheng, what do you think I do?" Mr. Sun asked.
Sheng Chuncheng thought that he was a friend of Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang. He was probably a businessman and a big boss. Since he was willing to spend 30,000 yuan to buy Ah Hui, a broken ship that was worth only 3,000 yuan at most, he was also very generous.
.
But his temperament seems to be different from Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang, Mr. Lao Wan, Mr. Lan and Mr. Yun, all businessmen. In comparison, they are more humble than him. He is arrogant, much like Sister Chen.
The arrogance before the accident. But it is not exactly the same. Sister Chen's arrogance comes from her self-confidence, while his arrogance seems to be disdain, that is, he does not take ordinary people into consideration.
Sheng Chuncheng and Mr. Sun said: "You should be a big boss, but you don't look like it. You should be a big official, but you don't look like it."
"Then what should I be?" Mr. Sun asked.
"You should be somewhere in between the two." Sheng Chuncheng said, "I really can't guess what you do specifically."
"If you have good eyesight, your guess is already very reliable." Mr. Sun said.
"Then what do you do?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"I am the boss of a state-owned financial institution. I won't tell you which one it is."
As Mr. Sun said this, Sheng Chuncheng immediately thought of Sun Hong. Could it be that he, like Sun Hong, is also the president of a bank? But it's not like that. He doesn't seem to be as hard-working as Sun Hong, and he's not the kind to be overwhelmed by pressure.
A person with a frown.
Mr. Sun then seemed to have solved his doubts. Mr. Sun pointed upward and said to Sheng Chuncheng:
"It's not the boss of a specific city or provincial financial institution, but the one at the top."
"That's from Beijing?" Sheng Chuncheng blurted out.
Mr. Sun did not say yes or no, but asked:
"Xiao Sheng, in your mind, or in the eyes of the general public, should someone like me be a corrupt official? Isn't there a saying that if you are above a certain level, you can kill ten people at random?
Well, at most one of them can be unjustly accused."
"This was in the past," Sheng Chuncheng said. "There seems to be a saying in the past few years. Now, there should not be many people who are so bold in anti-corruption."
"It's hard to say whether it's more or less, but it must be hidden deeper and not so blatant." Mr. Sun said, "But yes, I am a corrupt official, a corrupt official without compromise."
Sheng Chuncheng laughed: "You? Not like that."
"What's wrong? Do you think I should look hateful, or should I write the word "corrupt official" on my face?" Mr. Sun asked.
"I think no corrupt official would say that he is a corrupt official," Sheng Chuncheng said.
"So, let me tell you, what I tell you is a secret between us." Mr. Sun was silent for a while, and then sighed: "But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether it is a secret or not."