Chapter 86 The caring elder brother is online again

Wang Shuo just returned to Beijing this year after being demobilized. He works as a salesman in a pharmaceutical company, earning 36 yuan a month. He works from 9 am to 5 pm every day, and there is not much work to do.

If someone else had such conditions, they would have been overjoyed, but he was a person who, to use the words in "Dream of the Red Chamber", had "ambitious ambitions" and always felt that his life should not be so mediocre.

The gap between reality and ideal made Wang Shuo's mentality a little unbalanced, and he was full of confusion about his current life, especially after seeing Lin Weimin's courtyard today.

It is true that he has literary ideals in his heart, but he is also a secular person.

Who doesn’t want to live in a big house and live a rich life?

But the reality is that he is just an ordinary clerk, and his writing talent, which he is proud of, does not seem to have brought much change to his life.

Compared with Lin Weimin, who is two years younger than him, his situation seems even more embarrassing.

Seeing Wang Shuo's distressed look, Lin Weimin said, "You are restless!"

Wang Shuo raised his head and looked at him without saying anything, agreeing with Lin Weimin's words in his heart.

"I want to make money, but I'm afraid of hard work. When I achieve a little success, I think I'm the best in the world. When I encounter setbacks, I get depressed."

This was a bit harsh, and Wang Shuo was a little embarrassed. "You have published a book, you have money, and you can talk here without any pain in your waist."

"I just made a few bucks, and you guys are so jealous of me."

Wang Shuo blushed and denied: "I didn't."

"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not." Lin Weimin poured a glass of wine for Wang Shuo, "I've also experienced the same mentality as you..."

He pouted at Qu Xiaowei and said, "Ask this guy. When I entered the Institute of Literature, I was even more troubled and depressed than you are now!"

Wang Shuo looked at Qu Xiaowei, who nodded, "That's true. You didn't see the character of this thief Sun when he first came to study at the institute. The fact that he wasn't expelled only shows that the leaders and teachers at the institute are soft-hearted."

Wang Shuo could not believe that Lin Weimin, who was already quite successful in his eyes, had such a past. He could not help but feel somewhat convinced by his words.

"I published two novels at the time and earned a few hundred yuan in royalties. I was thinking, how much money can I make from writing books?

I have to do business and make a lot of money, but all I think about all day long is those things, and I have made a lot of fools of myself.

I was also lucky. Later, the institute had heavy learning tasks and often organized and participated in various social activities. As I learned more, my mind and horizons broadened, and my heart became more settled.

Anyway, we are studying in the Institute of Literature and Art now. What a great opportunity! Many people are trying their best to get in.

It was probably due to various coincidences that one piece of work after another was written slowly. "

He told his experience half-truthfully, then patted Wang Shuo on the shoulder and said earnestly: "You are a smart person. But this is also your shortcoming. When you are smart, you think a lot. Before you do anything, you have seven or eight ideas in your mind. In this case, how can you get things done? To sum it up in one word, impetuous!"

Wang Shuo felt that what Lin Weimin said was absolutely right. This was his mentality now. He looked down on the work at hand and didn't pay attention to it. He always wanted to become famous overnight through writing.

His writing career was not smooth. Whenever his manuscripts were rejected, he became discouraged and turned his attention to his friends who were engaged in profiteering.

Seeing that they could earn more than his annual salary just by saying a few words even though they clearly didn't put in any effort, his mind unconsciously turned to this again.

He never thinks that he is worse than others, and it should even be said that he is better than those around him.

If they can get rich, why can't I?

With this mentality, Wang Shuo felt like a branch swaying in the wind, swinging in the air!

"You are right."

Wang Shuo lowered his head. It was not easy to make such a proud person admit his shortcomings. Lin Weimin's words really touched his heart.

"I just fantasize all day long, but I hesitate when it comes to taking action. Weimin, why are people so greedy?" Wang Shuo took a sip of wine and said dejectedly.

Lin Weimin accompanies him and says, "Let's talk about the score."

"Everyone is greedy. Some are very greedy, some are less greedy. Some people may never be satisfied in their entire lives, while others may be content with a small fortune. It all depends on the environment each person is in."

"So what do you think my situation is?"

The caring big brother is online again.

"You, do you know about puberty?"

“I know!”

Lin Weimin laughed and said, "You just haven't gone through puberty yet!"

"You're talking bullshit!"

Lin Weimin's statement made him feel more uncomfortable than calling Wang Shuo incompetent.

"You're talking about puberty a lot. Your condition is almost like a child who can't get milk. You can't do anything except cry."

Wang Shuo was furious at what Lin Weimin said about his incompetence, and he glared at him and wanted to argue with him, but when he carefully thought about what Lin Weimin said, it seemed to make some sense.

It all comes down to four words: unsatisfied desires.

He said somewhat dejectedly: "What can we do?"

What can I do?

His current mentality is similar to that of Huang Anyi when she first entered the Institute of Literature Research. The only difference is that the sources of their troubles are slightly different, and Huang Anyi's mentality is relatively simpler.

"For you, the most important thing is to do one thing well. Either you start a business as soon as possible, or you calm down and create well. If you can't do that, you can just work peacefully.

Otherwise, in your current state, I'm afraid you won't be able to accomplish anything."

Lin Weimin's words were not a panacea, and Wang Shuo had realized his own problems before. But sometimes people are like this, a single leaf can block their view of the big mountain, but someone else's unintentional words can solve the knot that has troubled them for a long time.

Wang Shuo repeatedly pondered Lin Weimin's words, and the more he thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense.

Finally, he slammed his palm down on the table, "Damn it! Do it!"

"What are you doing?" Lin Weimin asked.

"Resign and go into business!"

Damn!

Damn it, I'm advising you to change your ways and become a decent scholar, but you didn't pass this fucking reading comprehension test, did you?

"Have you really thought it through?"

Wang Shuo's face was full of determination. "I've thought it through. Instead of living like this and waiting to die, it's better to give it a try."

Lin Weimin shook his head helplessly. In his impression, Wang Shuo had indeed done business, but he had no business acumen and lost everything.

Good advice cannot persuade a damned ghost. He did not expect that his persuasion would have the opposite effect and instead accelerated Wang Shuo's pace of going into business.

He thought about it and it was a good idea. It was because Wang Shuo in later life failed in business that he focused all his attention on writing.

Now, let him fail in advance.

(End of this chapter)