The richest man Yang Fei

Chen Mo said: "Don't you have to go to work? Run here every day?"

"It's very easy for us to go to work, and we can take turns for several days at a time!" He Zhiping laughed, "Is Xiaojia not there? I called her and no one answered her."

Chen Mo said: "She's not here!"

She added: "she's on a business trip and won't be here for a few days. You'd better not call her indiscriminately. She often has meetings, so it's impossible to answer private calls. "

He Zhiping said: "That's it, I'll come back in a few days. I'll give this flower to my beautiful secretary sister!"

Chen Mo said indifferently: "Just put it on her desk!"

He Zhiping put down the flowers helplessly, and left.

Ning Xin said: "Why didn't you tell him that Xiao Jia was sick and recuperating at home?"

Chen Mo sneered and said, "Can't you see that? This man is chasing Xiaojia! If he knows Xiaojia is recuperating at home, he will definitely chase him home!"

Ning Xin said: "That flower is quite beautiful."

Chen Mo snorted coldly, and said, "Do you think he can be hot for a few days? Men are like this, thinking that sending a few bouquets of flowers can capture women! When he realizes that sending flowers can't get women, he just I feel sorry for what he spent on sending flowers!"

Ning Xin: ""

Chapter 2474 Fame is loneliness

Chu Xiu is more introverted, quiet, and delicate than Jiang Xiaojia, and less noisy.

She was on a business trip with Yang Fei to Beijin, no matter in the car or on the plane, as long as Yang Fei didn't take the initiative to find her, she had almost nothing to say.

At an altitude of [-] meters, the plane flies through the clouds.

Yang Fei was sitting on the sofa, with his legs crossed, reading a book.

Chu Xiu sat beside her quietly.

Yang Fei glanced at her and said with a smile: "Chu Xiu, the journey is still long, you can do something you like. Don't be restrained, you see that every time Xiaojia is on the plane, she is just like at home, she should sing Just sing, dance when you want, sleep when you want to sleep, eat when you want to eat."

Chu Xiu smiled and said, "Xiaojia is playing crazy, I can't let go."

Yang Fei said: "Then you can also read books and drink coffee. Or chat with the flight attendants."

Chu Xiu said: "It's better for me to stay by your side. I'm your secretary."

Yang Fei loves her for her sensibility.

Immediately, he was surprised by the emotion he had, and looked away, continuing to read the book.

However, he couldn't concentrate anymore, what appeared on the page was no longer the words, but Chu Xiu's pretty and lovely appearance.

Just now, when he wanted to call Chu Xiu, he almost called out the word wife.

Ten years of husband and wife are unusual, how can we forget goodbye easily?

"Do you have something on your mind?" Chu Xiu's delicate voice suddenly rang in her ears.

Yang Fei was startled: "What's wrong?"

Chu Xiu smiled slightly: "I see you haven't turned the pages of the book for more than ten minutes."

Yang Fei chuckled: "Sometimes, I'm not reading, but thinking."

Chu Xiu had a look of admiration: "So you are better than us. In other words, it is reading. You can still think while reading."

Yang Fei said, "What book have you been reading recently?"

"I'm reliving One Hundred Years of Solitude."

"Oh, really?" Yang Fei became interested, closed the book in his hand, and asked, "Are you reading this book?"

"Do you want to ask me if I understand?"

"That's not what it means. It's just that most people can't read this book."

"When I was in college, I borrowed it from the library and read it. I didn't understand it too much at the time, but I finished it. I went to the book fair last week and saw a new translation, so I bought a copy. Check back."

"Well, when buying books, especially foreign books, translations and publishers are very important. It's better to be able to read outside, more intuitive, and more original."

"For books like Jane Eyre, I can barely read the original works. If I'm alone for a hundred years, it will be very difficult for me to read."

"What do you think of this book?"

"There are so many characters in the book that I end up remembering only one Ursula, who was a good wife, a good mother, a good grandmother, she lived the longest, and she was also the most sane, the most determined, the most down-to-earth , she has the power from nature and the land, and she represents the most active and diligent side of human nature. As for the dignified historical connotation and sharp critical vision in the book, these are not what I can see. I am very concerned about that period of history I don't know much about it."

Yang Feidao: "There is a saying that is good, it is easy to read without seeking deep understanding. Most of us appreciate classics in this way, so we can't appreciate the essence of the book. Some classics, we have read them once or twice, and feel that they are not good enough. So, in fact, we haven’t read it yet. Some books, we have to look at them in combination with the historical background and people’s state at that time, otherwise it’s just looking at the flowers in the fog.”

"Then can you tell me about the background of this book?" Chu Xiu said hopefully.

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Of course. But I don't know much about it. Let's discuss it with each other."

Chu Xiu said: "You are too modest, the book you wrote is so good, I have read it many times!"

Yang Fei coughed lightly, and roughly told the background of the story of One Hundred Years of Solitude.

During the 1830 years from 70 to the end of the last century, dozens of civil wars broke out in Colombia, killing tens of thousands of people.

One Hundred Years of Solitude describes the historical facts in this aspect in a large space, and it is concentratedly expressed through the legendary career of the protagonist in the book.

The hypocrisy of politicians, the cruelty of rulers, the blind obedience and ignorance of the people, etc. are all written vividly.

The writer García Márquez, with vivid brushstrokes, portrays many characters with distinctive personalities and depicts the lonely spirit of this family.

In this family, there is no emotional communication, lack of trust and understanding between husband and wife, between father and son, between mother and daughter, and between brothers and sisters.

Although many people have made various arduous explorations to break the loneliness, they all ended in failure because they could not find an effective way to unify the scattered forces.

This kind of loneliness not only pervades the Buendia family and the town of Macondo, but also infiltrates narrow thinking, becoming a great burden that hinders the progress of the nation and the country.

The author writes this point in the hope that the Latin American people will unite and work together to get rid of loneliness.

After listening to Yang Fei's explanation, Chu Xiu seemed to see the blue sky through the clouds and mists, and said thoughtfully: "So this book is about getting rid of loneliness. I always think that people are lonely because of loneliness, or appreciate loneliness. That's why I read this masterpiece!"

Yang Fei said, "Are you lonely?"

Chu Xiudao: "I don't know if it's loneliness. If I say loneliness, I have many friends, like Xiao Jia, and Secretary Chen. They are all very good friends. But I can still feel lonely. I Shouldn't you have such an idea?"

Yang Fei said: "Lonely is not in the mountains but in the streets, not in one person but among many people."

Chu Xiu let out a sigh, chewing on the meaning of Yang Fei's words, and did not speak for a long time.