Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat
Chapter 399 Connections
You see, although it is about the same thing, different people speaking for it will get completely different results. Song Tianyang originally nodded and bowed, and Yao went to the phone to be submissive, while trying to say nice things to make amends.
But the result was that the other party became domineering and arrogant, and would criticize and educate him like a connivance whenever he disagreed with me, without any courtesy or respect at all.
But when it was Jiang Xifeng's turn, before she even had time to say anything, the person on the other side rushed up to say that it was a small matter and that young people should still be full of vigor and that it was better not to be too enthusiastic.
It can be seen that the standard for judging whether something is good or bad is never the result of the event, but the person who handles the event.
Today, Li Weijun finally understood the true meaning of this matter again, as if a bright light was lit. In the depths of his long-forgotten soul, he finally realized the true core and essence of this seemingly mysterious matter. It was like a key hidden in the long river of time, quietly opening a new door to his cognitive world.
This kind of understanding is actually nothing new. It is a consensus reached by the general public after years of hardship and baptism in life.
"It takes three to make a hero, and it takes three stakes to make a fence!"
You can become penniless, and fall from being a wealthy person to being a beggar, or you can fall from a high position to the ground, but as long as the connections and favors you once knew are still there, and as long as you have a healthy body, all that you have lost will eventually come back to you one day.
It can be said that the reason why many wealthy bosses who failed in their business and fell into the trough of life were able to start over and make a comeback was mostly not due to their indestructible and unyielding will and courage, nor the so-called crappy business talent.
The circle of simple acquaintance still exists. As long as you are in that circle, even an idiot like a cat or a dog can make a lot of money by just a little trick.
When Li Weijun watched Bloody Romance in his previous life, he remembered Zhong Yuemin saying something that he still remembered: "You are not from our circle, you don't understand what's going on in our circle."
This is normal. Zhong Yuemin is a child of a large compound, and the people he knows are all children of large compounds. They are at least at the school or regiment level, and many of them wear officers' coats. How can an ordinary citizen family living in a large compound be compared with those living in a large compound?
The reason why many people fall from the peak is that their original business geniuses suddenly become ordinary people.
It’s not that my business acumen has diminished, or that I don’t have that kind of luck, but that the connections and experience accumulated in the original circle have disappeared.
In other words, in most cases, the backers behind the scenes have fallen. The same goes for having someone in the court to be an official or doing business.
As long as the connections you have made are still there to give you strength, then even if you fail ten thousand times, there will always be a time when you will rise again and succeed again.
But if the connections and circles of relationships that you rely on for your livelihood no longer exist, it will be difficult to make a comeback, unless you make new connections, integrate into new circles, and find new backers.
However, these days, there are too many people who are willing to bow down and worship others as their adoptive fathers in order to make money. Everyone laughs at Lu Bu for being spineless. Why is he willing to be someone's adopted son? Everyone envies Lu Bu.
Lu Bu rode a rabbit horse under his crotch, held Diao Chan around his waist, and had Gao Shun and Zhang Liao under his command. He defeated Dong Zhuo, the number one traitor in the late Han Dynasty, and also defeated Boss Cao. It can be said that even Liu Xuande, who was indomitable and fought again and again despite defeats, was defeated by him.
He was accompanied by the most beautiful woman, Diao Chan, and he himself became the governor of a state and Marquis of Wen. He could be said to be one of the most outstanding princes in the late Han Dynasty.
Especially the title of Wenhou, which is a real county marquis, the marquis of Wen County. When Guan Erye killed Yan Liang at Baimadu, he was only conferred the title of Han Shou Ting Hou by Cao Cao in a memorial to Emperor Xian.
Even so, Guan Erye always mentions the title of Marquis of Han Shou Ting as an honor. To put it bluntly, Sun Quan, the monarch of the Wu Kingdom, was also called the Emperor of Wu, but in fact, Sun Quan did not even have a proper title.
His official position was just a general of miscellaneous rank. Although Sun Quan's father, Sun Jian, had a title and was granted the title of Marquis of Wuting, this title was passed on to his eldest son after Sun Jian died of illness.
Sun Quan inherited the title of General of Miscellaneous Titles, which was obtained by his elder brother Sun Ce during his campaigns in the south and north of Jiangnan.
Against this backdrop, Lu Bu's greeting can definitely be called precious. Such a role can be achieved by simply calling someone "Dad" at a critical moment. Not to mention ordinary people, even Li Weijun himself is willing to do it.
Anyway, as for men, there is an old Chinese saying that goes, "He who knows the times is a hero," and a real man can bend and stretch. There are many people who will do anything for fame and fortune.
Jiang Xifeng spoke politely to the person on the other end of the phone. Although her temper could not be described as good, she clearly understood that one has to bow his head when under someone's roof.
At present, a group of people are wandering in a foreign country. To put it bluntly, the only one they can rely on is the embassy on the other end of the phone. If the embassy does not care about what happened to them, they will not even be able to get tickets to return.
After some perfunctory greetings, Jiang Xifeng finally hung up the phone, lay lazily beside Li Weijun, and patiently comforted him.
"Sometimes it's not worth getting angry. Most of the things you don't like, you can just ignore them and not make things too awkward. Otherwise, if things get too awkward, everyone will lose face. This is how society is based on relationships."
Li Weijun stroked Jiang Xifeng's cheek and said helplessly, "You really treat me like a child. I understand the ins and outs of this. We are all adults and we understand what we should understand. But sometimes I just can't get over it."
"What can I do if I can't swallow this anger? I can't just use my fists and feet. And if I hold my anger, it will hurt my body, so I should think positively about everything, treat it as if it never happened, and just laugh it off."
At this time, Jiang Xifeng acted as a caring elder sister and patiently comforted Li Weijun. In her opinion, she was eight or nine years older than Li Weijun, although most of the time it was Li Weijun who doted on and loved her.
But if she wanted to play the role of a good wife, she couldn't shrink back at the critical moment. She also had to help Li Weijun solve his problems with the attitude of an elder and someone who had experienced it.
Sure enough, not long after, the phone rang again. Song Tianyang, who was smoking in the hall with a sad face, picked up the phone with a puzzled look on his face, but he hadn't said a word yet.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice from the embassy staff over the phone: "Hey, Old Song, why didn't you tell Jiang Xifeng earlier in the team? If you had told me earlier, the flood wouldn't have washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the family wouldn't have disowned each other. Her father was my old commander. When I was carrying the fast and slow box, her father was already the commander of our battalion. You didn't make it clear in advance, and I almost bumped into the old commander's daughter. What crime should I be punished for?"
Listening to the teasing and mocking words from the opposite side, Song Tianyang never expected that Jiang Xifeng's father's disciples and former officials were actually spread all over the world. He was a little surprised and took the opportunity to get off the ground.
"Look at my memory. I deserve the punishment. I'll punish you with three glasses of wine. I won't do it again. How about this? After the track and field competition, I'll treat you all to a meal. I'll bring a few bottles of good wine and toast you all."
The person on the other end of the phone was very satisfied with what Song Tianyang said and nodded, "You have to eat. You can't skip a meal. After all, a person's drinking habits reflect his character. How can you tell his drinking habits if you're not at the dinner table?"
After hearing the other party's words, Song Tianyang seemed to be touched by something. A hint of understanding instantly flashed across his originally dull eyes.
He nodded hurriedly, with mixed emotions welling up in his heart.
Indeed, he has long passed the age of rebelliousness and willfulness, and has now entered his forties. The years have been like an invisible chisel, silently leaving a deep mark on his character.
The ups and downs of the martial arts world were like a long and cruel baptism, which smoothed out his sharp edges. His temper, which was once as sharp as a sword, became gentle and restrained over time, and he was no longer as impulsive and irritable as he was when he was young.
Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Song Tianyang's attitude was a little humble: "That's right, that's right. Drinking habits reflect a person's character. If a person doesn't drink well and is not cheerful, then that person's character is definitely not good. Then let's set a time and make an appointment for a table. Everyone won't leave until they are drunk. I will make sure you eat and drink well."
Song Tianyang was no longer a child, he knew very well that the interpersonal relationships between adults were like intricate silk threads, most of which were like a carefully choreographed drama, unfolding and performing step by step at the lively dinner table.
There is no feast without fish, and there is no meal without wine. That is why, after he hung up the phone in a hurry, he did not dare to have a moment of leisure. He immediately and anxiously ordered his men to rush to the nearby stores as quickly as possible and try every possible means to find those bottles of white wine with a strong spicy flavor.
Apart from other things, white wine seems to have a unique magic at the dinner table, which can quickly bring people closer and resolve the barriers and strangeness hidden in their hearts. Song Tianyang knew that this small bottle of spicy white wine might become the key to open the door of human relations, so he arranged this matter so anxiously and solemnly.
Since people in Russia don't like to drink domestic distilled liquor, thinking that it tastes too spicy and irritates the throat, there are very few domestic liquors sold in shopping malls.
Perhaps it is due to cultural differences or different taste habits, the local residents seem to have a unique resistance to the distilled liquor produced in the country.
Even some alcoholics seem to be naturally intolerant of the strong and mellow taste. They always feel that the spicy taste of domestic distilled liquor is too strong, like an invisible flame. Once it slides down the throat, it will bring an unbearable feeling of stimulation.
It is for this reason that in the bustling shopping malls, there are very few domestic liquors to be seen. Most of the alcoholic beverages on the shelves are drinks that suit the tastes of local people, while domestic liquors are like treasures forgotten in the corner, quietly waiting to be discovered by those who truly understand its charm.
The group of people led by Song Tianyang, like curious little bees, walked around the bustling street for a long time.
After a long and slightly tiring search, they finally found a few bottles of Fenjiu with a rich aroma in the corner of an inconspicuous Chinese pub.
The Fenjiu was quietly placed there, like a sleeping spirit, waiting to be awakened by those who came to taste it. With joy in their eyes, as if they had found the treasure they had longed for, they carefully held the bottles of Fenjiu in their hands, feeling the mellow aroma of the wine spreading in their nostrils, and returned to the apartment without stopping.
Nowadays, Fenjiu is firmly sitting at the top of the liquor circle.
The title of "Fen Lao Da" is well deserved and not just a title.
Take Moutai for example, although it is also famous, it is slightly inferior to Fenjiu; and Lao Baigan, although it has its own characteristics and market share, is still slightly inferior to Fenjiu; Wuliangye is famous for its unique flavor, but when facing Fenjiu, it has to admit defeat; as for Jiannanchun, it is also a leader among famous wines, but under the shining light of Fenjiu, it seems to have lost some of its luster.
At this moment, even if we bundle together famous liquors such as Moutai, Laobaigan, Wuliangye and Jiannanchun, their combined strength may not be enough to easily defeat Fenjiu. After all, the mellow taste, long history and wide audience of Fenjiu are not easily comparable to other liquors.
Nowadays, except for a few people who like to drink Moutai, ordinary people still like to drink Fenjiu. Fenjiu can be regarded as a national memory, especially when we went to Panama to participate in the liquor exhibition, it was Fenjiu that won the gold medal, not a certain silver medal.
Li Weijun himself is not very fond of Moutai. He thinks that it is expensive, but the key is the sauce flavor, which he really can't get used to. Li Weijun usually doesn't like to drink. If he really can't resist and pick up a glass, he usually chooses to drink some strong-flavored liquor.
You can also try light-fragrance liquors like Jiannanchun and Fenjiu occasionally.
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