The years of red flags

Chapter 1572 Don’t Give Opinions
"So what do you want to say to today's young people?"

Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment: "What do you want to tell young people?"

"Just give them some life advice, or give them some persuasion."

Jiang Hua waved his hand: "You are not young anymore, I am also this age, but we have one thing in common, we have all been through youth, when you were young, did you like to listen to old people talking about their life experiences with you, you were so annoyed, you can give some suggestions, it is their business whether to adopt them or not, you cannot give opinions, if you give opinions, it means that they are doing something wrong, why do you think that young people are doing something wrong, there is a gap of several decades between us and young people, the times are different, experience is not truth, it cannot be applied everywhere, young people have also received higher education, and entered the society after so many years of study, maybe his judgment of society at this stage is a little immature, but it does not mean that it is wrong, young people have young people's choices."

"So you mean we shouldn't give advice to young people?"

"Why do you have to give us advice?" Jiang Hua said with a smile, "It's their own life, they make their own decisions, why should we shamelessly tell them that they should do this or that? If they do something wrong as you said, will you compensate them for their losses?"

The reporter remained silent. Jiang Hua clapped his hands and said, "You are not responsible for other people's lives. Why do you give them such irrelevant advice?"

Jiang Hua smiled and said, "The most important thing is, I have read the opinions of those so-called experts and seniors on the Internet. What kind of crap is that? Do they know what it is like for young people to enter society for the first time? They dare to give people those irrelevant opinions without any shame. It's because the majority of netizens can't find him, so they scold him on the Internet. If they can find him, the majority of netizens will beat him up."

Jiang Hua's words won the favor of most young netizens, especially the sentence that the majority of netizens should slap him, which directly rubbed the faces of those so-called experts and professors who had raised opinions before.

Jiang Hua didn't expect that he would become popular again after he got older. He had been keeping a low profile in recent years, trying to reduce his influence, but he didn't expect that he would become popular again after an interview.

People born in the 1990s and 2000s are not familiar with Jiang Hua, but they think what Jiang Hua says is very cool and very consistent with their values.

These kids were very capable. After looking up Jiang Hua's information, they immediately praised him even more than people they idolized, like Jack Ma.

A reporter asked Lao Ma during an interview: "At this stage, the young people's admiration seems to have gradually shifted from you to Mr. Jiang Hua. What do you think?"

Lao Ma has been very popular in the past two years and has become a little bit over the top. During the Double Eleven Shopping Festival every year, the huge volume of orders has directly put him on the altar, and he has become very arrogant.

The sudden mention of Jiang Hua by the reporter immediately made him sober up a lot.

"I think these young people are quite wise. Not only do they admire Mr. Jiang Hua, but even I admire him." Ma said modestly, "My career was able to take off thanks to Mr. Jiang's advice and investment. When the Internet was just starting out and other people didn't understand e-commerce, Mr. Jiang had already guided me to switch from b to b to b to b to c and c to c."

"I didn't expect that you, Mr. Ma, also admire Mr. Jiang?"

Lao Ma nodded: "Of course, I admire him with all my heart. He is still a major shareholder of my company."

"Mr. Jiang said not to give advice to young people, but you have been giving advice to young people?" The reporter asked maliciously: "Do you think you are doing something wrong?"

"Maybe I am wrong." Lao Ma readily admitted: "I am not as good as Mr. Jiang in terms of being a good person. I will reflect on myself."

No one expected that Lao Ma would admit his mistakes in front of the media, and Jiang Hua's reputation once again rose to a new level.

Not long after, in the dark night of the Maple Leaf Country in North America, a team of bulletproof SUVs drove by and parked outside the airport. A man and a woman got out of the car, looked at each other, and walked into the terminal hall. Then, with the help of an insider, they came to an exit and waited quietly at the exit.

When a Chinese woman appeared in their sight, the two men walked up to her, one on the left and one on the right, scaring the lady who was walking and thinking.

"Ma'am," the woman said, "please come with us. Do not transfer."

"why?"

The woman took out a tablet and said, "Mr. Jiang has something to tell you. You will know after watching this video."

The Chinese woman put on a Bluetooth headset and clicked on the video. The video was not long, only about a minute and a half. After taking off the headset, the Chinese woman said to the woman next to her: "What are you going to do?"

"You don't have to say anything, just follow us."

The man and woman took the Chinese woman through many twists and turns, passing some places without cameras, and then left the airport and got straight into the bulletproof car which had been running all the time.

"Be alert."

The woman gave orders on the communication device, and the bodyguards in the cars ahead and behind checked their equipment. Then the convoy gathered all the power and quickly disappeared into the night. After more than half an hour of driving, the convoy arrived at a small airport. In less than five minutes, a private plane took off from the sky and disappeared into the vast night sky.

The five or six people around the service desk at the airport heard the instructions in their headphones, gathered quickly, and then left the airport hall.

In a car outside the airport, a bearded man yelled angrily, "They've been gone for half an hour, and now we don't know where they are. Find them, find them now."

Unfortunately, no matter how hard they tried, the target they were waiting for was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news at all.

More than twenty hours later, they received news from the flower-growing family that the target had landed safely in the flower-growing family. Even the time difference had been reversed, and he appeared in the company office early in the morning in high spirits.

Jiang Hua casually picked up the tablet, looked at the calm news, smiled and shook his head: "If you can still succeed, then my time travel will be in vain, right?"

At this time, his cell phone rang. Jiang Hua took a look at the incoming call and clicked it casually: "Hello, is our niece okay?"

"It's okay. I came to work in high spirits early in the morning. Thank you very much this time."

Jiang Hua laughed loudly: "Don't say that. I have never liked to hear the word thank you since I was a child. Learn from your lesson. I have long stopped my company's senior management and scientific research personnel from going abroad."

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