Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

After Xu Ye replied, opening the second letter was a very small thing.

"My ex-girlfriend recently wanted to get back together with me. But I already have a new family, a responsible husband, and a lovely child.

After I refused, she threatened to go to the kindergarten and take my child away, forcing me to agree to her request.

She also often threatened me with suicide, saying that if I didn't visit her regularly, she would hang herself in her room. I knew that all this was a lie, and that she probably didn't want to commit suicide, but I didn't want to bear the identity of a murderer and live in guilt for the rest of my life.

I don’t want my child to get hurt because of this.

what do I do? "

Xu Ye was impatient: "You're asking me such trivial questions. Can't you wait until she hangs herself next time and then stab herself? You can't get up, so you naturally can't rush over to help the hanged person down..."

"You didn't mean it. Your thigh just hurts. There's no need to feel guilty. This is just a helpless move..."

……

Xu Ye then dealt with many similar letters, most of which were asking for help, and some people were confused and wanted to find direction in life.

For example, you may ask yourself, a sports student who switched to selling socks after graduation. Your business has been bad recently because your competitor next door not only copied the style you invented with great difficulty, but also added a lot of inferior materials that can cause foot odor.

Customers don’t understand the difference. They only know that the price of the same item has become lower, so they all go to buy from his competitors and laugh at him for being a businessman who makes money by cheating.

What should he do? Is it true that people with a conscience are destined to not make money in this world?

Should he be even more ruthless and use inferior materials to suppress his competitors?

Xu Ye replied: "You can buy his socks and sell them to others at a high price after wearing them."

"Don't you know there are people who collect these things?"

Xu Ye dealt with letters for the whole morning and it was soon lunch time.

He concluded that the people who sent the letters were not very smart and had to ask such simple questions.

No wonder I can only send a letter to the hospital.

That is to say, when they meet me, I don't despise them and give them useful suggestions seriously. If it were someone else, I probably wouldn't want to pay any attention to them.

Forget it, who says he is a good person? He can't bear to see others confused and in pain, so he just has to suffer a little.

Xu Ye looked around and saw that his colleagues were lazy and not very active at work, which made him more convinced of his own idea.

……

At the same time, in Sakura Country, Sato Ichiro was doing a job similar to Xu Ye's. He did not receive as many letters as Room No. 1, probably only about one-tenth of them.

Ichiro Sato opened the letter and found out it was about his stepfather:

“Since I’ve already endured it for three years, why not endure it a little longer?

You can also choose to run away from home or seek help from relevant departments.

You are still young and have a long life ahead of you. Don't ruin yourself because of these bad people and bad things.

Staying away from these scumbags is the best way."

Regarding the issue of sports students, Ichiro Sato suggested that they change their careers and become athletes, continue to shine in the things they love, and contribute to their country.

Comment: "This... What Sato Ichiro said is not wrong. This is the way we think as normal people, but why do I feel so aggrieved after listening to it?"

"It's right to feel aggrieved, because what he said is what everyone will tell you. Not only does it not solve the problem, it's also too hypocritical. He is teaching you how to bear being bullied."

"Yes, compared to him, Xu Ye's method may sound a little bit harmful, but it is truly for your benefit and can really help you."

"Well, after comparing them like this, if it were me, I would still choose Boss Xu Ye."

In the world of ghost stories, in front of the desk, Sato Ichiro was replying to letters one by one.

Of course he knew that he was saying some useless empty words. When a person suffers hardship and difficulty, his friends around him will certainly advise him to be more positive, not to be sad, and not to seek revenge.

That’s because those things didn’t happen to the “friends” themselves, so they can easily say “don’t mind it”.

In fact, it is easier to talk while standing.

But he is in prison now. Ichiro Sato guessed that this might be a part of the reformation of prisoners, to check whether their thoughts are positive enough.

Ichiro Sato has countless "ways" in his mind to really solve these problems, but in order to get through smoothly, he chooses to act like a life mentor and output some dry chicken soup that even dogs wouldn't like to drink. Maybe this way he can get out of prison earlier.

Moreover, he now has an extra layer of scruples in his heart and is no longer willing to reveal his dark side to the audience.

Ichiro Sato wants to change his image so that he can do certain things better in private.

Anyone who has studied psychology knows that the less a person has, the more he likes to show off. A big villain suddenly starts to act like he has put down his butcher knife and turned over a new leaf.

The most likely possibility is that he is not truly repentant, but is preparing to do something bigger secretly.

The copy is proceeding in an orderly manner.

At five o'clock in the evening, a crisp bell rang in the factory.

Xiang Yang came behind Chen Yue and patted his shoulder: "Let's go back."

Chen Yue stood up and squeezed into the crowd with him, heading towards the cafeteria together: "Do you know when the evening starts?"

"Start what?" Xiangyang turned his head and looked at him in confusion.

"I'm at work. When is the evening shift?"

Xiangyang: "Oh, not going to work. According to my experience, this ringtone is used to leave work."

"What, you're off work already?" Chen Yue stammered, "You're off work so early, are you always off work at this time before?"

"Yes." Xiang Yang nodded: "8 am to 5 pm, with a one-hour break at noon, exactly eight hours. Forced overtime is illegal. Although we are prisoners, we also have basic human rights, okay?"

"human rights……"

"Criminals don't work overtime..."

After Chen Yue heard this, his mind was filled with these two words, and his face showed great shock.

Comment: "Family, the defense is broken. The prisoners only have to work eight hours a day, but I, a technician in an electronics factory, have to work twelve hours straight."

“I feel so sorry for Chen Yue, but who will feel sorry for me…hahahahaha…I started crying while laughing.”

"Wow, wow, wow~ Am I living a life worse than that of a prisoner?"