Chapter 4 Chapter Three Wei Na and Lu Tuo

Lu Tuo hasn't seen Wei Na for more than ten days.He still has the same dream every night, and the woman who enters his dream is really Wei Na.The dream made him linger, and he often fell into fantasies: I don't know whether this Wei Na came from the sky or from the world?Is she sent by God to drive me crazy? During the May Day break, he wanted to invite Wei Na to dinner.But she was working in other places, and she could not come back for several days.Lu Tuo thought that her legs and feet were inconvenient, so why was she still running around?Lu Tuo still doesn't know what kind of occupation Wei Na is engaged in.It's not easy for him to ask her, it seems that she should be in some welfare factory.He also guessed that she might set up a service hotline like some disabled people and be a "confidant elder sister".

Early this morning, she called to say she was back.Lu Tuo invited her to dinner.She agreed without hesitation, but then said: "The two of us are eating together, it's not easy to order food. If you order too much, you won't be able to finish it. If you order too little, it looks like you're being rude. Why don't you just eat claypot rice at Ginkgo House." Lu Tuo happened to be a person who was willing to live as simple as possible. He thought he was the host, so he wanted to go earlier.But when he pushed open the box door, Wei Na was sitting there again.The moment he entered the door, Lu Tuo's mind went blank for a moment.His chest was beating wildly, and he was inexplicably panicked.She was drinking tea quietly, still in that position, that sitting posture.It seemed that she had been sitting here all this time, waiting for Lu Tuo to arrive.He had just recently read a Russian absurd novel called The Master and Margarita.The novel describes that Satan came to the mortal world, designed all kinds of incredible miracles, and played tricks on mortals.That Satan will appear in front of you at any time, just like he is waiting for you in every corner of the world.Lu Tuo thought: Is this Wei Na also a certain god?Thinking of it this way, he was really a little scared, and he quickly confessed to himself: Don't think so, Wei Na's stories are all true mortal stories.

Wei Na is wearing a dark cheongsam tonight, which is looser than the usual cheongsam, and looks noble and generous.She saw Lu Tuo's strangeness and said, "It's okay, I came too early myself." Lu Tuo pushed the boat along the current, concealing his inner panic, and said, "I treat guests, and I should be the first to arrive." Wei Na smiled and said: "You don't have to apologize. Let me tell you, I opened this tea house myself, no matter how hard you rush, you will never be able to get ahead of me." Lu Tuo suddenly realized, and said, "Weina, you are really a master of suspense!"

"Really? There are still many suspense in my story, it depends on your patience." What Lu Tuo never expected was that Wei Na stood up suddenly after eating.His eyes were wide open, and his mouth was speechless.Wei Na smiled back, opened the box door, and went out. She returned to the box with a smile, but he was speechless.She sat down and said with a smile: "Please don't mind, I didn't intend to play a prank. That day, listen to your refusal to leave people thousands of miles away. If I didn't say that I am a disabled person, would you show mercy to me?" Lu Tuo shook his head and smiled wryly: "You, you just said that you are a master of suspense, and you have exposed such a big suspense. Why don't you procrastinate until I can't help it anymore and ask you how you became disabled?" Yes, tell me again."

Wei Na said: "I didn't want to tell you right away, or I just kept it from you. But we met early today, and we may stay for a long time. I can't go to the bathroom for such a long time. I'm sorry, please Don't think that I'm trying to make fun of people." On the contrary, Lu Tuo thinks that Wei Na is very funny, and she has a girly heart, but she is not pretentious, which is really rare.He said: "I've been worrying for a few days. I thought, she has bad legs and feet, why is she running around?" "I'm going to visit someone in other places when I have time." Wei Na sighed as she spoke.

"Sigh? What's the matter?" Lu Tuo asked. Wei Na shook her head and said, "I won't tell you now, I'll tell you later... at that time. As I said just now, my story still has a lot of suspense. However, the suspense in life is not the same as the suspense created by your writers in your novels." Not the same. The suspense in life is due to the impermanence of fate; the suspense in novels is due to the artist's artistic ingenuity." "You're right." Lu Tuo sighed. Wei Na suddenly asked: "Mr. Lu, are you really a freelance writer?"

"Is this a problem?" Lu Tuo smiled. Wei Na said: "I was packing my things at home today, and I accidentally found a piece of "Jingdu Evening News". There was an article by you called "Common Sense Confusion". It was published half a year ago? I read it at the time and admired it. Your backbone. I'll just keep the newspaper." Lu Tuo was a little moved, and said, "Thank you, Wei Na. That article can be regarded as my farewell to the officialdom." "I brought the newspaper with me." Wei Na said and took out the newspaper from her bag.Lu Tuo also found it strange that "Jingdu Evening News" published this article, but no one said anything.

"I quite like this thousand-character essay." After Lu Tuo finished speaking, he skimmed through the essay. I finally escaped from officialdom and could live a free life of reading and writing.Although freedom is limited, freedom requires self-discovery.There is a saying that "heroes convert to Buddhism when they grow old, and veterans return to the mountains regardless of soldiers".Fortunately, I am neither a hero nor a veteran. I just wandered through the officialdom and still have a lot of ignorance. Let me talk about it for fun. I remember that when I first stepped into the officialdom, I had a particularly deep feeling for a noun, that is: impression.And it is said that the most important thing is the first impression.A kind colleague told me that whoever was originally very talented, but because of a certain accident, he made a bad first impression with the leader, and he was unlucky; The impression there was bad, and he never had a bright future in his life, and he was still an ordinary cadre until he retired.The protagonists in these stories are all living people that I can see, and they all look desolate.When I first started working, I was still somewhat ambitious and always wanted to achieve something, so I was cautious and cautious in everything, lest the leader would not have a good impression of me.Slowly, I became very confused, and found that this impression was really unreasonable: those so-called leaders talk so grandiosely, but how can they use their personal impressions to know and employ people?It turns out that official hats are just the light in their pockets, and you can reward whoever you want, it just depends on whether you make him look good!

The common people said it angrily: the greatest law in China is not the constitution, but opinions.Although this is an extreme statement, it really expresses the helplessness and bitterness of many frustrated people in the officialdom.The so-called opinion is also a word that confuses me.Views are mostly used in a pejorative sense.In the officialdom, who do you talk to: a certain leader has an opinion on you, and this person must be scared to death.If your views are bad, no matter how hard you work to change your mind, it will be futile.Leaders always believe that they are very wise, and they will not easily change their views on people.The constitution is too big, and it is rare for ordinary people to violate it.Criminal law or other laws are easy to sentence, but difficult to enforce.There are many legal judgments that cannot be honored at present!But the opinion is now and then. The leader has an opinion about you today, and tomorrow you will not be pleasing to the eye.Opinions will make you unable to die, and you will not live well.

There is also the organization, which also puzzles me.The organization is a basket, and everything can be put in it.If a certain leader wants to reuse you, it is said to be needed by the organization; if a certain leader wants to repair you, it is also said to be needed by the organization; if a certain leader wants to cool you down, it is also said to be needed by the organization.If you don’t want to be slaughtered by others, and you are ready to put it on the table to appeal or defend, they will say that you do not obey the opinions of the organization, or that you are against the organization; and if you complain in private, you are engaging in non-organizational activities.Some people have this ability: put everything in the name of the organization and make it grandiose.Helpless, people in the officialdom are all insiders of the organization, even if they are full of grievances, as long as the word organization is thrown out by others, they have no choice but to bear it.Facing the high-sounding organization, they had no choice but to lose their voice.

I am also quite skeptical about the so-called respect for leadership.I haven't seen any document or law that stipulates that subordinates must respect superiors, but this seems to be the iron law of officialdom.Although I am pedantic, I am not a person who reads books for everything.It's just that I have heard and seen many so-called leaders, which are not worthy of respect.Just as glasses do not equal knowledge, baldness does not equal wisdom, poor self-cultivation does not equal straight-temper, a big belly does not equal good self-cultivation, high official status does not necessarily equal both ability and political integrity.In recent years, there have been a lot of big greed or big greed. When they are so majestic, someone must have seen them through and didn't respect them from the bottom of their hearts. It's just that they control other people's jobs, and people can't do anything to them.On a deeper level, this respect for leaders is a feudal concept at heart.Because in general terms, leaders are respected, and when they go down, they are enslaved step by step, and the ultimate point of going up is the cult of personality.Between people, of course it is good to respect each other, but what is worthy of respect is your character and talent, not the official hat on your head. All these are common sense in the officialdom, and everyone consciously and carefully follows them, but I always have doubts and refuse to agree.This kind of virtue, can you still stay in the officialdom?It's better to escape early. Lu Tuo looked down at the newspaper, and Wei Na looked at him silently.Her hair was pulled back and held loosely with a barrette.The hair is very black, so dark that it looks lonely. "I'm sorry, I keep reading such a small article. You don't think I'm a narcissist, do you?" Lu Tuo laughed. "Where is it? People, it's better to be narcissistic. Self-love can make you respect yourself." She asked again, "Mr. Lu, will anyone hate you very much?" Lu Tuo smiled and said: "There must be people who hate me. Generally speaking, there are two types of people who hate me, the unenlightened and the undecent. Engels said that Mark may have many enemies, but he has no personal enemy. I am not I compare myself to Marx, but I have full moral confidence, and I don't have a personal enemy." "There are not many people like you." Wei Na sighed. Lu Tuo shook his head and said, "There are still many sober people, but people are used to wrapping themselves up. Let's not talk about this." "The way you speak is a bit like Zheng Qiulun. It's just that he is darker than you." Wei Na said. "Really?" Lu Tuo was a little embarrassed and smiled unnaturally. The two chatted casually, and slowly entered the predetermined topic.The light in the box was rose-colored, and Wei Na looked particularly white.Lu Tuo always thought that her whiteness was due to too little activity.But she is not the sickly white, but the vibrant and fragrant gardenia white.Listening to her slowly narrating, he seemed to really feel the fragrance of gardenias, silently permeating from her direction.