I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 341 Money is the root of all evil
Xiong Mao finally expressed his wish.

"Old man, that... my child adores you very much, can you let me take a photo with you?"

"..."

When Ye Qing heard the request, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The reason this kid is looking for is really rubbish enough.

As far as the face full of I admire you, no matter who looks at it, who can't see that the idea of ​​taking a group photo is his own?
"I don't dare to say just a group photo, come here."

Soon, the photo of the two of them was left in Xiong Mao's mobile phone, and Xiong Mao was even more cheerful when he left.

It wasn't until Xiong Mao left that the others laughed and chatted.

"Huh... Finally, I don't have to hold back my laughter anymore."

"Looking at the happy face of that bear, how could it be that he wanted a group photo for his own children."

"Yeah, the admiration for the old man is all written on his face, but he has to find a suitable reason for himself."

After He Jiong and Huang Lei finished talking with a smile, they turned to look at the old man:
"Grandpa, you have a lot of fans now, why don't you leave some autographed photos in your charitable foundation, and when someone donates money, take your autographed photo as a charitable gift? It will definitely attract more people to do it charitable."

Ever since the old man appeared on the program he yearned for, he also talked about a lot of things he did.

Not to mention that those bigwigs they know are also fans of the old man.

The current old man is regarded by many people as the greatest idol in their hearts.

If the old man uses the autographed photo as a gift of charity money, then the charity foundation will definitely welcome more philanthropists and more charity money.

Hearing He Jiong's words, Ye Qing just instantly met He Jiong's eyes, which were full of sharpness.

"..."

Seeing the sharpness in the old man's eyes, He Jiong immediately fell silent, and swallowed nervously.

Why does he feel that the old man's sight is a little scary?

"Old man, I only do charity for charity, so I don't need any fancy autographed photos. The charity fund is not to satisfy my interests, not to bind me to the foundation as a signboard, so that more people can join in. I don’t want that money old man.”

Although Ye Qing spoke very plainly, the more plainly he spoke, the more coercive he felt.

His eyes were still facing He Jiong's eyes.

Doing things like charity is what he has always insisted on, but his persistence is not for the sake of fame and fame.

In the form of this bundle of autographed photos, it is not charity.

How many people can really be charitable for the sake of charity? They are all directed at him and the children who help him manage the foundation.

Even if those funds are used for children in need, he doesn't want this kind of interest fund.

Even if the foundation doesn't have much charitable money, he doesn't want it.

Although he doesn't have much money, he still has a head that can make money. As long as he wants to make money, it's not easy.

"Xiao He remembers what the old man said, the interests should not be too heavy."

"I just think that if more people donate to charity, more people will be helped."

An embarrassed smile flashed across He Jiong's face as he spoke.

It is his interests that matter.

But in today's society, which one doesn't value interests?

The old man doesn't value it because he already owns uncountable property, so he is indifferent to interests.

But he is not.

Which of them didn't go through hardships step by step to get to today and have everything they have now.

So he didn't think it was wrong to have more benefits. The only thing he did wrong was that he shouldn't show it in front of the old man.

Because the old man doesn't like people who are blinded by interests.

"Old man, I once said to a friend that 'money is not the root of all evil, only when you love it excessively, selfishly, and greedily, it is the root of all evil'."

Hearing He Jiong's explanation, Ye Qing held the tea cup and looked at the little tea dregs settled on the bottom of the cup while talking, raised his hand to drink the tea in the cup to the distance of the tea dregs, and then poured out the remaining tea dregs in the cup. The tea dregs splashed aside.

"When it becomes the evil in people's hearts, people will eventually atone for it."

From the words, it was not difficult for him to hear the child's greed for profit.

But people are not perfect, and it is inevitable that ordinary people cannot let go of ordinary things.

It's just that vulgar things should have a limit, don't let yourself fall into the quagmire of vulgar things.

I hope Xiao He can understand this.

"Yes, I understand."

He Jiong nodded his head in response, but did not raise his head again.

He understood the reminder in the old man's words.

Too much greed will pay the price for greed.

The old man has reminded him twice in this regard, it seems that he has to restrain himself and deal with some things as soon as possible.

"The sentence you said, I seem to have seen it in some book."

Huang Lei glanced at his friends who bowed their heads beside him, and then changed the subject with a smile.

It's better for the old man to say these reminders than him to speak, some things still need to be understood by Jiongjiong himself.

Let's talk about something else.

Saying it in front of the live broadcast room will always arouse some people's daydreams, and some things can be made out of nothing.

"I said this to the old man back then, and he wrote it into the book."

Ye Qing naturally knew what Huang Lei meant, so he didn't linger on He Jiong's topic and followed suit.

And that sentence was said when he was in the country of fashion, when he met the writer who was heavily in debt because of the luxurious life, and wrote literature with lofty and profound thoughts to criticize the realism at that time.

"Foreign literature is nothing more than two types, one is romanticism, and the other is realism. It can be seen that Balck is a realist literary scholar when I write this sentence of the old man in the book."

After Ye Qing finished speaking, after thinking about it for a while, he continued:
"Balke is still a creative madman. When he has inspiration, he can stay at his desk. Especially when he is fascinated by writing, he is even more unwilling to take a break. Coffee is one cup after another. The old man I know him The time was when he had just finished a novel and had some spare cash to give himself a vacation."

"During our chat, we talked about the books he wrote. After listening to his narration, I only have one feeling for the old man. This kid is a contradiction."

"Contradictions?"

Hearing the old man's adjectives, several people looked at the old man suspiciously, waiting for the old man's answer.

"Yes, he is very contradictory. He is a very romantic person, and he is in debt for a luxurious life. Most people with this personality are romantic literature scholars, and no one is willing to challenge writing. realist literature."

"Why is no one willing to challenge?"

"Because they can't write the ideas needed for realist literature."

After Ye Qing finished speaking, he picked up the cup and took a sip, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth:
"Realist literature, whether it starts from the deeds in life or what I have heard, its existence has a certain degree of critical reality, so the creators who write about realism actually have an understanding of the world. A certain amount of objective thought.”

"Through chatting with Balck, I learned that he chose to take the literary path of realism. It turned out that the novel he wrote at the beginning was ignored, and then his business failed. With a new understanding of society, although he has a romantic sentiment, his thinking has already changed."

"Balke? A realist writer whom no one cares about?"

Listening to the narration, Wang Sicong kept rolling his eyes while repeating the words.

The character setting of this writer feels a bit familiar.

Especially what the old man said to He Jiong just now is even more familiar.

Some words from a certain book suddenly came to his mind.

"Grandpa, have you ever heard the phrase 'society is nothing but a group of fools and liars'? 'Law and morality have no effect on the rich, property is the golden rule'?"

(End of this chapter)