Chapter 147: Toys, there will always be a day when you get tired of playing with them

Song Wen still sticks to his own way.

I can do whatever I want to do. If I don’t want to do something, even the king of heaven can’t do anything about it.

Just like now, he talked a lot with the mother and the cameraman. Just as the mother said, Song Wen did pull her up from the edge of the cliff in time.

But it was impossible to get Song Wen to pull in any further, and it was even more impossible to get him to repeat what he had said.

The mother did try hard. After being surprised, she asked again, but Song Wen did not answer.

Then she continued to ask again without giving up.
This time Song Wen answered, “If you keep going on, I’ll call security.”

Mother:.
Obviously, the topic has been completely exhausted today, with no room for maneuver.
Helpless, my mother bowed respectfully to Song Wen and turned away.

With her departure, this endless day basically came to an end.

Song Wen was very annoyed that day, but the audience in the live broadcast room were quite enjoying it.

From houses to brokerage firms, after listening to two master classes in a row, I felt so enlightened.

“Hey, let’s just say how difficult this road is to walk on now. There are traps and pitfalls everywhere. It’s not even a question of whether we step on them or not, but they are trying every way to make us step on them! If we are not careful, we will fall into them! Once we fall into them, we can’t get out.”

“That’s right. The key is that many of their tricks are blatant and open. We can’t avoid them just by being cautious. Just like this agency, they may change their shell and become something else. Maybe I will be the one to get tricked next time.”

“I don’t know if the mother can convince her son. She understands all the reasons, but her son is really stubborn. He thinks everything he hears is an excuse for not wanting to pay the money. Alas, there is nothing we can do. These are the inevitable paths of youth. If not this, there will be other things that are not worth it but will be done without hesitation.”

“This is not something we can control. Every family has its own problems. I have a lot of troubles in front of me, so how can I have time to care about others? If it were in the past, I would have called to report the agency, but now I have been chasing Song Ge for so long, I have changed too. The true meaning of life is to stay out of things that do not concern me.”

“Brothers, I think the job of Five-Star General is about to end. Brother Song must be fed up after today. After 5 o’clock, the monumental figure in the security industry will officially step down, and only the legend will remain in the community. Five-Star General will also become history, and no security guard will be allowed to use this title again!”

The number of viewers in Room 10 has grown from a few at the beginning to tens of millions of online viewers now. Everyone has more or less experienced something with Song Wen.

It is true that Song Wen is difficult to understand. No one dares to say that he understands Brother Song.

But it is true that Song Wen is a simple person.
Just like this security job, everyone agreed that Brother Song had reached the end of his rope, and it turned out to be true.

At 4:45 p.m., the colleague who took over arrived at the post early, and Song Wen left with a blank work log.

He didn’t say goodbye to his colleague, a passerby, because he didn’t want to see him again and would never see him again.

After leaving, Song Wen went to find the security captain.

The security captain burst into tears after hearing the unfortunate news.
Holding Song Wen’s hand, he was so reluctant to let go, showing Song Wen the thank-you letters and the boxes of fruit milk. This was not material, but full of love.
Unfortunately, Song Wen only gave him less than five minutes.
As soon as 5 o’clock arrived, Song Wen rushed out of the door cleanly and neatly, leaving the security captain confused.

As the sun sets,

Song Wen’s shadow stretched out on the street. He walked leisurely with his hands in his pockets, looking to the left and then to the right, as if he was passing by this street for the first time. Everything seemed new.

“Song Wen, have you forgotten that you drove here?” the cameraman asked puzzledly.

Song Wen said casually: “How could I forget? I just want to take a stroll, see the scenery and people, and I can miss the evening rush hour.” “Look at the people on the road, how anxious they are, and then look at these cars, all of which are full of anxiety, and then turn around and look at me and you, do you feel particularly happy?”

The cameraman didn’t quite understand, but he still did as Song Wen said.

The result is that the more you watch, the better your mood becomes.
It’s like being in class and there’s a test today. The teacher gives everyone a test paper, but you don’t have to take it for some reason, so you sit in the last row and watch your classmates rack their brains to write.

It’s hard to be in a bad mood.

“You are really a bit extraordinary. Thinking back to the day when we first met, you also asked me to look at others and then look at you. At that time, you taught me what it means to enjoy life.”

“Now it seems like you’ve come full circle, you’re still enjoying life, and you’re still so unique.”

“But you have taken me into your life during this period, so I am no longer surprised or suspicious. Song Wen, you are right. Maybe your attitude is not applicable to the general public, but you are always right.”

“At least I think so. Thank you Song Wen.”

The cameraman smiled from the bottom of his heart, although it was a bit greasy. But this smile was particularly real and relaxed.

Song Wen said calmly: “There is no right or wrong, and I don’t need others to approve of my ideas.”

“Life is full of different things, just be happy.”

The cameraman nodded. “By the way, you have quit your security job. What are your plans? Are you going to stay in the capital or go back?”

Song Wen pondered for a moment. It was obvious that he had never thought about this question.
But this kind of problem is not difficult for Song Wen to decide. It is like tossing a coin. The moment he tosses it, he will have a direction in his mind. However, Song Wen does not need this step of trouble. He can just do whatever he thinks of.

“I’m going to travel, so you can talk to the production team about it.”

“Where are you going? How long will you be gone?”

“I can’t say for sure. It depends on my mood. Life is a journey. There is no destination. I never know where I will stop.”

This time, the cameraman was not surprised, but nodded in approval.

“But our show has to go on. I guess the production team will still have to worry about finding work for you, haha.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Wen smiled imperceptibly, “Not necessarily, I might start a business this time.”

The cameraman’s eyes widened when he heard these words!

“Start a business?! I didn’t expect you to say that! What do you want to do? No, the key is that you don’t have much capital now!”

Song Wen smiled slightly:
“It’s not that complicated. I plan to open a nursing home, or more precisely, a youth nursing home.”

“As for the cost, just sell the car. Toys are nothing, and you’ll get tired of them eventually.”

(Complete the book.)
(End of this chapter)