Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

"I'm not targeting anyone, everyone here, each of you has neither point nor power. You dress brightly and talk loudly, but in fact you live like used toilet paper, and you even despise yourself."

"You are often upset that there are too many mentally retarded people in the world, but what is a mentally retarded person? Usually, a mentally retarded person can't play any role well. As an audience, they will fuck with the director's heart. As a fan, they will have to worry about the manager's heart." ,They use their limited experience to express infinite insights, mentally retarded people always have unlimited trust in themselves, and then you will find yourself tragic, you are even worse than mentally retarded, because you can’t do this.”

"How about it, Yingning, do you want some more?" The young man in the mirror was wearing an expensive black suit with a white shirt inside that was pressed and crisp.

There was silence in the room for a few seconds, and then the short-haired woman behind him spoke. She was also wearing a black suit, and she was as tall as a man. At first glance, she looked like a handsome man. You need to look carefully to reverse the gender. This is actually a woman who looks too heroic.

"I remember this was not your acceptance speech from the PR department."

"I turned over and didn't want to carry it on my back." The young man buttoned his cuffs.

"I think even if you don't want to memorize it, you'd better recall what the PR department wrote, if you don't want them to jump off the building tomorrow."

"Do you think my speech is that bad?"

"It's not bad, it's bad, no one likes when you compare them to used toilet paper, mentally retarded or even less than mentally retarded cowards, and your subtext makes people suspect that you want to transform them into mentally retarded. "

The young man in the black suit turned his head and scratched his eyebrows: "Are you being too sensitive?"

"Just keep 99% of the truth in your heart and think about it, and we are a company with perfect character, not a company with perfect opinion." Ying Ning was expressionless.

The staff outside knocked on the door of the dressing room and said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Rong, you are ready to go on stage."

"Benice, boss." Ying Ning said.

With the applause like a tide, the young man in the black suit glanced at the guests in the audience with a smile on his face: "I am not targeting anyone, everyone here, each of you has neither point nor power. You wear Glossy and glamorous, talkative and eloquent, in fact, living like used toilet paper, even I despise myself."

The arena became completely silent. In the silence, the young man grinned, and the canine teeth that were accidentally exposed made him look a bit mischievous: "I'm just joking."

Under the crystal lamp, the guests in formal dress gave out applause and sparse laughter in unison.

"You must know that I am not running a PPT company, but a PPC company, Perfect Personality...Perfect Personality Company. (Note: PPT is office software)" The young man continued with a smile, "When I was in college, a professor told Me, my personality had most of the nasty traits and it really broke my heart because I kind of liked him. I was already, it took me 18 years to grow into a nasty People, if you want to grow back into a likable person, I don't think it will be shorter than 18 years."

"So I wondered if there was any way, to be more direct and faster, to make me a likable person. You must know that I will be 18 years old in 36 years. At that time, if I am more likable, I like it. People have become someone else's family."

The expressions of the guests were relaxed, and they began to clap and smile vigorously. He waited quietly for the guests to finish laughing: "So I created AI, and let artificial intelligence help people change themselves through dreams, so as to obtain a perfect personality. At first we changed Voluntary prisoners, we are still changing them, [-]% of them have never violated the law since then, including spitting, they have become the most humble neighbors in the neighborhood, and the most reliable workers in the factory. Imagine In our future world, the road is never lost, the house is never closed at night, everyone is sunny and kind, born human, no more sorry... Maybe the only regret is that this will put my professor out of work, because he hates me as much as he hates me With El."

He looked at the camera sincerely and waved: "I'm sorry, Professor."

In the corner, Xue Ming whispered to Fu Cheng beside him: "It seems that he is in good condition, I hope he can persist until we help him get the Nobel Peace Prize."

Fu Cheng pushed the spotless gold-rimmed glasses on his face and looked up at the stage: "I don't think Rong Xian would like the word peace."

"Finally, I would like to thank the conference for awarding me the Outstanding Youth Award." The young people on the stage smiled and raised the trophy in their hands. "It may not prove that I am outstanding, but at least it proves that I still have the opportunity to become better."

At the end of the speech, the guests gave warm applause reflexively. Before leaving the stage, Rong Xian added: "But to be honest, I think everyone is a bit annoying like me, so welcome to PPC, I will Give you a discount."

Rong Xian walked off the stage amidst laughter and applause, and then walked directly towards Ying Ning who was waiting at the door.

He followed Ying Ning to the corridor outside, and then loosened his tie: "Ying Ning, it's really nice that you look like the company is in a hurry?"

Ying Ning: "But something really happened to the company."

"what's up?"

"There is a patient in the company who is overdue."

"What is your name?"

"Heard the situation."

"It's the boy who still likes to sleep with the furry toys. I said it's not a problem."

"Ordinary boys may understand this, but he has a grandfather who was a general."

Ying Ning lowered her eyes: "Your father called just now, and he hopes that you can explain it to the Wen family in person tomorrow."

The glare of the morning light and the sharp ringing made Rong Xian on the bed reluctantly open his eyes: "Yingning, as an assistant, your method of waking the boss up is too rough."

Ying Ning put away the alarm clock in her hand and put it back on the bed: "I have an appointment with the people from the Wen family at 09:30."

"Why did you make an appointment so early?" Rong was dissatisfied.

"Because I have to fly to Guangzhou after [-]:[-] noon, to Hong Kong after [-]:[-] pm, and to fly back again at [-]:[-] pm."

"Is it so interesting to fly? Even if it's the company's private jet, flying around like this is boring." Rong Xian still lay on the bed with his arms folded.

Ying Ning: "No way, because my boss doesn't like flying, so I can only sit for him."

Rong Xian turned over and got up awkwardly, and walked into the bathroom: "Actually, you can leave some things to Fu Cheng. There is no need to be so tired. Anyway, our Vice President Fu also likes official business, doesn't he?"

Ying Ning remained expressionless and did not answer.

After Rong Xian finished washing, Ying Ning had already taken a suit and stood aside, Rong Xian had no choice but to take off his sportswear: "If God was born 1000 years later, he must have a suit."

As soon as he put on his shirt, he heard a faint noise coming from outside the building: "Who is outside?"

"Zhao Jiayi?"

Seeing Rong Xian's bewildered face, Ying Ning added another number: "No. 49."

The floodgate of Rong Xian's memory seemed to open suddenly: "It's her, she loves to listen to Chopin, Sichuan cuisine and durian, let her in."

"Didn't you decide not to continue with her?"

"If you don't love others, you must reject them severely, lest people miss you."

Ying Ning went down, and soon came in with a menacing woman with disheveled hair and red eye circles, Rong Xian glanced at her, and then buttoned the shirt: "I know you really want to talk to me now." I'm going to bed..."

Zhao Jiayi's eyes are not only red, but even his pupils are red. He looks like a female dragon that is about to breathe fire. Rong Xian continued to say: "Because I have felt like you before. When I saw someone The legs are weak, the organs are congested, and I want to let people sleep in vain. In view of the pain I have suffered, I think it is necessary for me to be honest with you. There never will be."

"You bastard!" Zhao Jiayi looked around, and found that the bedroom was big and empty, and there was nothing to take advantage of. Finally, she took off her high heels and screamed and threw them at Rongxian.

The high-heeled shoe didn't hit Rong Xian, it only hit his full-length mirror, but it was obvious that Mr. Rong's family's dressing environment was extraordinary, without any damage, but the high-heeled shoe went somewhere.

Zhao Jiayi ran out of the room without looking back, Rong Xian told Yingning: "Hurry up and arrange a car to take her away!"

"Didn't you say that if you don't love you, you should reject it severely, so as not to make people think about it."

"But if I really want her to walk down the mountain barefoot, she should hate me. That's better than love!"

"Perfect personality determines a perfect future." The digital advertisement of the giant deputy flashed sensational slogans, looking down at the human rights fighters who were as big as ants.The car drove past the crowd of protesters automatically, and through the car window, Rong Xian saw the protest banners in their hands.

Human rights organizations from all over the world gathered on the opposite side of the PPC building to protest. Banners written in various languages ​​were displayed high and low. The highest one was the English "That's Murder". There are banners in Chinese, each of which begins with the word "opposition", and there are two vertical banners in two small languages, which look like two couplets.

"Recently, we have been under a lot of pressure from public relations." Ying Ning turned around and explained.

"Send them some information?"

"what?"

Rong Xian looked out the window: "After working for such a long time, there must be some staged victory."

Seeing Rong Xian getting out of the car, the security captain Homa took two quick steps and took the initiative to open the door for him. He is of medium build, but has a pair of eagle-dog eyes. It is rumored that he can get the position of security captain because of this. The gift of eyes.

At the beginning, because of these unfriendly eyes, Huoma was almost not admitted, but at the last moment, he was hand-picked by Vice President Fu Cheng and promoted to be the captain of the security team. The reason he gave was that the one who smiled should be the manager Therefore, the security captain should keep attacking at any time like a hound.

Although PPC is a company that pursues perfection and personality, there are huge differences in what is perfection. Therefore, Vice President Fu is recognized by the outside world as a conservative in perfection.

When Huoma bent down to pull the door, Rong Xian had already passed by like a gust of wind, he didn't even bother to take a closer look at who opened the door for him, let alone take a look at who opened the door for him.He has more things to care about now than who opened the door for him.

Originally, there are many things that you think are very important, but they are not worth mentioning to others. For example, Homa thinks it is very important to pull the door for Rong Xian, but for Rong Xian, he doesn't even notice that others have done it for him. thing.

Likewise, when you realize that having hawk-dog eyes on your back isn't such a good thing, you've usually learned the overarching truth that the world is made of these little things.

Perfect Personality The whole building is the living room. The real office area is the street that walks out of the lobby. This street facing the building vertically is slightly old. The road is covered with mirrors, and cleaning robots are busy back and forth, wiping the mirror surface. Shiny, it reflects the sky, the house, and people in every detail. The inside and outside of the mirror are like two separate and connected worlds.

There is a street sign erected beside the street, with black characters on a white background, which reads - Victory Street.