Chapter 39 Section 6 Liu Yun's Invitation

That afternoon, on my car ride home, I suddenly received a call from an unfamiliar phone number.I used my mobile phone to call, it was Liu Yun.Liu Yun said that she was doing big business in a seaside city in the south, and was cooperating with others to develop a large mountain forest in Inner Mongolia, and invited me to join. I simply asked a few words.Liu Yun said that their mountain forest has been registered with the relevant state departments and will be developed soon. What is currently lacking is funds.As long as I can get funds, I can get a commission, and I will have a fixed income of at least tens of thousands of yuan a month.And if I invest tens of thousands of yuan, I will get hundreds of thousands of yuan in dividends in the future.

The prospect seems to be very bright, but I have already estimated that this may be the legendary pyramid scheme. Reminiscent of my younger brother who was deeply involved in pyramid schemes in this county, I feel that pyramid schemes have become like cults, bewitching and deceiving many people.How do they deceive people?And how did it go all the way north?How harmful will they be?Why did so many people board this thief ship?I decided to go unannounced. I called the newspaper and reported my unannounced visit plan.The newspaper office agreed and repeatedly told me to pay attention to safety.

I immediately got off the bus halfway, went back to the county seat, called the store at the entrance of the village, and told my mother that I had gone directly to work in the southern city.Then, I went to the post office and mailed the relevant documents, ID card, mobile phone, and bank card with only a few hundred yuan left to the director who came to the newspaper office with me, and asked him to go to the newspaper office first. Save it for me. At dusk, with 500 yuan in my pocket, I took the last long-distance bus from this county to the provincial capital.I clearly know that as long as I enter the MLM den, all my money will be searched by them.

After getting in the car, I realized that the county seat is ten hours away from the provincial capital.I'm hungry and haven't had dinner yet. In order not to starve, I forced myself to sleep.The car was rocking, and I was groggy on the sleeper bed, feeling like I had just fallen asleep, when I heard someone yell "get off". I followed the crowd and got out of the car ignorantly, only to realize that there was no village in front of this place, and no shop behind.In the distance are jagged mountain peaks, and there is a strong wind blowing over, making people tremble.There is a row of low houses next to it, brightly lit, some people walked in, and those who didn't go in stomped their feet vigorously at the door to keep out the cold.

When I walked in, I realized that it was a restaurant, and two fat chefs were cooking.Their two shiny faces contrasted brilliantly with the roaring fire.The ground is suspicious looking sewage.They served the fried food to the passengers sitting at the table not far away, their hands were still stained with vegetable crumbs and oil stains.They moved their bodies very carefully, hesitantly and slowly, like two polar bears walking on the ice.Due to the cold weather, they constantly twitched their nostrils and made a thick and heart-throbbing sound. I was very hungry and wanted to have a meal here, but after asking the chef, I gave up the idea of ​​eating.Here, a plate of fried bean sprouts costs more than ten yuan, and a plate of fried noodles is as high as 20 yuan.In the restaurant in that county, a plate of fried bean sprouts costs less than two yuan, and a plate of fried noodles costs only three yuan.

I came to the house next door, and saw under the dim light, the driver and the owner of the car were eating and drinking, and there were large pieces of braised pork and a plate of half-eaten fish on the table in front of them.They looked at me who suddenly pushed the door open, their faces were full of surprise, and their mouths were still moving rapidly, like a mouse stealing food on a street corner.Later, I heard a friend who ran a long-distance bus say that every long-distance bus has a parking spot, and when they arrive at this parking spot, they will force all the passengers to get off and eat in this restaurant.In return for this, the restaurant waived their meal bills.Ordinary long-distance buses, one owner, two drivers, eat two meals in the restaurant every day, and each meal is only 10 yuan per person.These three people will eat nearly 2,000 yuan a month.And the hotel squeezed from the passengers, I don't know how many 2,000 yuan.

On the long-distance bus, I continued to sleep.This time I slept until dawn, and slept at the provincial capital railway station. Two years have passed, and the train station has not changed. It is still chaotic and full of people.I almost shed tears when I thought of the suffering of resigning my job and coming to the train station two years ago.And now, I finally have a stable job, and I finally work for a well-known newspaper in the industry.Looking at the still gray sky, I let out a long breath. After dawn, I boarded the train from the provincial capital to the seaside city where Liu Yun was.

In the early morning of the next day, the train transferred from the Longhai Line to the Beijing-Guangzhou Line.Since then, the train went south all the way, the temperature was getting higher and higher, the scenery outside the train window also changed from yellow to green, the bare hills were replaced by paddy fields like a chessboard, and I kept taking off my clothes.The scenery is different in the south and the north. I have imagined that there will be a lot of time to travel by train, from south to north, from east to west, and walk into every familiar scenery that I have never seen before, jungle grassland, Snowy mountains and plateaus, deserts and Gobi deserts, border mountains and rivers... the beautiful scenery has been waiting for me there for hundreds of thousands of years, but I have never had time.

On the morning of the third day, I transferred to another train at a city on the south bank of the Yangtze River. On the evening of the fourth day, I arrived at the seaside city where Liu Yun was.The city is not big, but you can smell the salty sea breeze, and there seems to be the sound of waves hitting the beach. I called Liu Yun and waited for her in a small restaurant next to the phone booth.I ordered a plate of seafood fried noodles and a bottle of beer.At that time, a bad omen sprouted in my heart: Could this beer be the last bottle of beer I drink?Can I escape from the MLM dens? And even if I can escape safely in the MLM den, this small town is still hundreds of kilometers away from the city where I work.I am penniless, how can I go back?

Now that it's here, it doesn't matter so much.I believe that there is no way out of the sky. Half an hour later, Liu Yun came, accompanied by two men with dark eyes. Liu Yun stretched out her arms to me, just like I unannounced visits to those white-collar beauties in skirts in black companies a month ago.There was a faint smile on her face, and the two men seemed to be smiling on the surface. From this moment on, I have lost my freedom, and all my actions are under their supervision. Liu Yun beckoned a taxi, and the taller man sat in the co-pilot's seat without any explanation.In the back row, Liu Yun and another man sandwiched me between them.

When the car started, the man in the passenger seat turned around, looked at me and said, "My name is Dazhi, you can call me Dazhi from now on." I don't know if Dazhi is his real name or a pseudonym. Dazhi then said to the driver, "Go to a certain village." I saw the driver turned his head to look at Dazhi, and then looked back at us sitting in the back row, with a blank expression on his face, noncommittal.Then the taxi briskly headed for the village.Later, I learned that this village is notorious in the local area, and even taxi drivers know that it is a pyramid scheme den. The driver said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.Dazhi was beaming with joy, and kept talking non-stop. At one point he said that he was going to buy a Mercedes-Benz, the latest model, extended, with a bedroom on it, and he was learning to drive now; at another point, he said that he would buy a house in Beijing, I bought it on the opposite side of Tiananmen Square, and every morning when I stand on my balcony, I can see the national flag being raised. I looked at Dazhi's face from behind, and saw his longing for a better life all over his face when he spoke.His eyes were shining, but he was honest, not like a liar at all.I thought, how much money would he have? Buying a Mercedes-Benz and buying a house opposite Tiananmen Square, he is simply too awesome.At that time, I didn't know how deep the water in MLM was, and I was skeptical of Dazhi's words.I don't know what position Dazhi holds in this MLM team, but I have heard that the people at the top of the MLM pyramid have assets of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars. Then, Dazhi talked about the anniversary celebration of the MLM company.He said that he was going to invite a famous host to come over as a guest.Dazhi also said that he was planning to rent the city hall to hold a grand ceremony. "Tell me, if we invite him to hold this grand ceremony, how much will he ask for an appearance fee?" Dazhi turned around and asked. "I think it will cost 800,000 at least," another man said. "800,000? Just give him 1 million. Let him send the rest of the money to those waiters, such as lighting and field affairs. It's not easy to go out with him to make a living." Dazhi said. The taxi driver said nothing, and I couldn't see his expression in the rearview mirror. Dazhi started talking to the driver again.He asked the driver if the taxi could use a credit card: "I usually take my bank card with me when I go out, not money." The driver still didn't say a word, not knowing what he was thinking.He didn't seem to be listening to what Dazhi had to say. Dazhi still talked to himself: "All cars in South Korea can use bank cards, which is very convenient." Then, he turned to the driver and asked, "Can your car accept bank cards?" After a brief silence, the driver suddenly yelled: "Stinky!" He still looked ahead, not looking at Dazhi. I felt that this sentence was a curse, because I saw Dazhi looked embarrassed, glanced behind with the corner of his eye, and then became honest and didn't say a word.Later, I found out that this is a very vicious curse word in the local area. More than ten minutes later, the taxi stopped in a village on the outskirts.Dazhi touched his upper and lower pockets again and again, and said embarrassingly: "Your car can't be used to swipe cards, I really can't help it." After Liu Yun got out of the car, she took out five yuan from her pocket and gave it to the driver.I heard the driver swear "Smelly" again, then turned the car and left. Dazhi heard it, but his expression remained the same, still radiant.Pointing to a three-story building not far away, he said, "Everyone welcomes you inside, and your life will turn a new page here." It was a restaurant called "Xianglao", with colorful lights flashing at the entrance, making it look resplendent and resplendent.The colorful lights outline the image of an old man holding a dry pipe, which is also lifelike. I said, "I've eaten." Dazhi said: "Eat some more, everyone is here to welcome you." Liu Yun also pushed me from behind and said, "Go in." I felt so overwhelmed, I had no choice but to walk in. As soon as I stepped into the gate, I saw that in the huge dining room, there were piles of people sitting here and there, men and women, old and young. Every table was filled with wine and wine. , making people's ears buzz.Dazhi said: "Sit down and eat together." However, I saw that there were no seats here. I said, "Don't eat it, I have already eaten it." Dazhi still gave way: "Eat, eat, it's come all the way, how can I not eat." He kept stretching out his hand, making a gesture to let me eat, but there was no empty stool in the dining room, where should I sit? A waiter came, wearing a blue homespun blouse with a professional smile on her face.She said: "Sorry, there are no seats now. Please wait a moment." Dazhi said repeatedly: "Okay, okay." Then he pointed to a fat man with big ears and said, "That's our director." Then he pointed to a person wearing glasses and said, "That's our analyst, just now I came back from giving lectures in the United States." Both the fat man and the glasses were drinking, and the distance was so far that it was impossible to hear Dazhi's words. After waiting for a few minutes, Liu Yun said, "When will we wait, why don't we go back first." Dazhi said again and again: "Okay, okay." Then he walked out first. Later, I thought, those who ate in the restaurant that day were not theirs at all.They took me into a random restaurant, pointed at someone and said it was theirs or something.If they were really their people, why didn't those people respond when I walked in? I remembered the story my grandmother told me. Grandma said that when she was a child, marriages were arranged by her parents as a matchmaker.Before getting married, it is impossible for a woman to see the man she is going to marry.Some women insist on meeting each other, and the matchmaker will say, "I will take you there after two days of singing the big show." : "That person is your future husband." The woman was overjoyed.It wasn't until the day of their marriage that the woman knew that her husband was not tall but short. This kind of marriage is called "buying a cat with a cloth bag". This kind of marriage has appeared in some movies, such as "Red Sorghum", "Yellow Earth" and so on. In this season, it has been cold in the north, but the sun is still shining brightly in the south. We walked the streets of this small town, standing in a row, swinging our arms, and swaggering.Although it is already a little cold in the solar terms, people in thin clothes are still seen on the street from time to time.Dazhi unbuttoned his clothes, and the night wind blew the hem of his clothes, flapping like chicken wings all the way, and everyone passing by and walking in front of him would look at him curiously.He raised his chin, and the street lights shone on the trees on the street, and then on his face, making his face mottled and ghostly. For a long time, I have been thinking, why do those people who are deeply involved in pyramid schemes have such a good attitude?They always think they are the happiest people in the world.Although they are often full of money and hunger, it does not affect them looking at everyone who passes by with aloof eyes.They are poor and proud, ignorant and arrogant, so why did they become like this step by step? Dazhi asked me with concern in a teacher-like tone: "Aren't you a local by the accent?" I said, "I'm from the north." "Where are you from?" he asked, tilting his head with great interest. "Shanxi." I said. "Ah, Shanxi is rich. There is a lot of coal. Everyone is a coal boss. Does your family have a coal mine?" His eyes were shining like gold. I lied and said: "There is only a small coal mine." "Ahhh..." He was surprised all the way, and then said seriously, "You started higher than me. You have a small coal mine. I didn't have anything at the beginning, and my starting point was not as good as yours; , your grades will definitely surpass mine." He was talking nonsense all the way, and I was in a fog, but I still couldn't tell whether the startled kid next to me was a rich man who could afford a Mercedes-Benz and a mansion, or a penniless man who could A pauper who blows his skin to the sky. He asked again: "How many people are there in the family?" I lied and said, "Both parents are still alive." He jumped up again as if stung by a scorpion and said, "Your parents are so lucky to have such an outstanding son as you." Fuck me!I cursed fiercely in my heart.Where am I outstanding?If I walk into your MLM gang, I will become outstanding? Then, Dazhi asked me what kind of work I do, how much I earn a month, and what hobbies I usually have.I'm all telling lies.And when I asked them how much their monthly income was and who they were in their families, they avoided talking about it. Later, I learned that the MLM gang treated every member like this at the beginning. During the seemingly concerned conversation, they found out your details so that they could "prescribe the right medicine."In their lingo, this is called "exploring the water".And my bragging at this time made me pay a heavy price in the future. After walking for about 20 minutes, a slope appeared in front of me. Go up the slope and you will see a village.Under the dim street lights at the entrance of the village, a few suspicious-looking men stood scattered by the roadside, smoking cigarettes.Their eyes flicked past my face, the kind of searching eyes like blade searchlights made people feel uncomfortable. It was also later that I learned that these men were "watching".As soon as there is any disturbance, such as the police appearing or the rescued family members arrive, they will immediately inform the people in the village to prepare in advance. We walked into the courtyard of the third family, and saw seven or eight other men and women sitting in the corner of the wall in the courtyard, sitting in a row, like wooden stakes.When they saw me coming in, they immediately stood up, applauded together, and shouted: "Welcome new members, welcome new members." I was amused, but I didn't laugh out loud. The short man who came to pick me up brought a stool and put it behind me.As soon as I sat down, he immediately beat my legs and feet, very skillfully.Embarrassed, I dodge his hooked claws.He said: "Let me beat your back, you have worked so hard on this journey." He was silent all the way. This was the first sentence he said to me when he returned to the village, but it moved me very much at that time. Liu Yun called for foot washing water, then took off my socks without any explanation, and pressed my feet into the basin.I dodged and said: "Don't, don't." I was very embarrassed, and I didn't even think about asking a girl to wash her feet.But Liu Yun's expression was very calm. She rubbed my feet and said, "We will be brothers and sisters in the future, and we will take the road of common prosperity." "Yes, take the road of common prosperity." The seven or eight stakes said together. After washing my feet, I walked into the room and saw several sheets of foam boards on the floor, covered with black bedding, exuding a strong smell of feet and sweat, and a few torn instant noodles in the corner Bags and toilet paper stained with an unknown liquid.In the other corner, there are bowls and chopsticks stacked together, mixed with each other and shared together. Before that, I didn't expect that the MLM people actually live in such an environment. On this day, there was a middle-aged man who came to this MLM gang with me.His clothes are clean and tidy, and he should have had a good job before.I don't understand, how could he be tricked into coming here at his age? That night, before going to bed, Dazhi held a welcome ceremony for us. There were twenty or thirty people present, both men and women, sleeping in this yard.Dazhi also made a brief mobilization report, his words were extremely provocative.Every time he finished a sentence, everyone would applaud wildly, clap their hands, stretch their necks, and the expression on their faces was extremely devout. After the welcome ceremony, Dazhi was sitting on a stool, and just as he took out his cigarette, several men crawled up to Dazhi like dogs, scrambling to light his cigarette. I think Dazhi should be the leader among them. Dazhi asked me: "Do you have a mobile phone? Lend me to use it." I said, "I don't." Dazhi asked the middle-aged man again, and the middle-aged man took out his mobile phone.After Dazhi took the phone, he didn't say a word, and started playing the game. The crowd dispersed slowly, and 20 or 30 men and women walked into three rooms respectively. They slept on foam boards without taking off their clothes.They call this "tatami".Dazhi is still playing games.I have seen middle-aged men want to return their mobile phones several times, hesitated again and again, and finally gave up. After about an hour, Dazhi finally handed over the mobile phone to the middle-aged man.Only then did the middle-aged man realize that the phone was dead.He asked: "Where can I charge it?" No one paid any attention to him.He looked in the room by himself, but found that there was not even a single socket on the dirty wall. Now, when the middle-aged man and I came here, it was like falling into a dry well, completely cut off from the outside world. I lay on the ground with my clothes on, my eyes closed, but I didn't feel sleepy at all. Suddenly, I felt something slowly crawling over my calf, which was extremely itchy.I touched it with my hand, and there was a round thing on my fingertips. I pinched it and checked it with the light outside the window. It was a louse. I felt a shudder. Haven't seen lice in many years.When I was a child, I lived in school, and because it was rare to take a bath, there were often lice in the clothes and quilts.Later, when I went to junior high school and technical secondary school, I never saw lice again.Unexpectedly, after many years, I saw the disgusting figure of lice here again. Dazhi walked in and gave me a push.I open my eyes.He said, "Get in, I'll sleep with you tonight." A rich man who was planning to buy a Mercedes-Benz and build a house in Tiananmen Square actually slept with me in the bed of lice.I immediately realized that Dashi was a liar. I have been exhausted from riding the pommel horse for several days.I fell asleep quickly.I don't know how long it took, but I woke up suffocated by urination, got up and went to the bathroom, and saw the moon in the middle of the sky, and the surrounding area was as bright as day.When he came out of the toilet, he saw Dazhi standing in the yard and said, "I want to go to the toilet too." He's obviously spying on me.