Chapter 3 Chapter 2 The most unfair thing in the world

Bai Su replied: "Come here!" and said to me: "We have made some discoveries, but we can't say what we have discovered. We must go all out, and we really don't have the energy to think about other things—we Not only in that chicken farm, but also running around, and it may take a long time, you are busy with yours, and we are busy with ours, okay?" My heart is full of doubts, I don't know what they found, but since Bai Su said that, even if I ask, I will definitely not be able to ask why.Moreover, my pursuit of the solicitation notice can't be regarded as a start, so of course I can't let it go and ignore it.

I am very confident in the abilities of Bai Su and Hong Ling, so I nodded.Bai Su didn't wait for me to say anything, and walked out. I followed and saw Hong Ling on an off-road vehicle with the Condor parked at the front. She saw me and just waved to me. As soon as Bai Su jumped into the car, Hong Ling couldn't wait any longer, the car engine let out a roar, and drove away in a hurry. I stayed at the door for a long time──This is not like Bai Su's usual behavior, so we can see that things must be very unusual. At this time, of course, I couldn't guess what happened at all. As for the development of things later, that was later.

The reason why I’m going to talk about Bai Su and Hong Ling’s hasty coming and going now is because the matter develops and forms another story—when I have the opportunity to describe this story, everyone will know The time when something happened. At that time, I also didn't expect that there would be so many days without any progress in the affairs of my place—otherwise, if I went with Bai Su and Hong Ling, I could at least know what they were busy with. But it is said that Xiao Guo sent people, and he also entrusted acquaintances in the newspaper, if someone goes to collect the letter of application, we will have no reason to know.

It seems that the people who published the call for notices were very patient, and were not eager to know how many people applied for the job—we know that every newspaper office received letters addressed to Box No. 13 every day. Only a dozen or so. Later, due to the continuous publication of the solicitation notice, it has become a hot topic in the city, so the number of applications has also increased. By the one-month deadline mentioned in the notice, it is estimated that each newspaper has received close to 2,000 application letters. At this time, Xiao Guo had already investigated clearly that the same solicitation notice was published in 160 cities around the world—roughly estimated that hundreds of thousands of people applied for it and were willing to give up their life quota.

I believe that among these many people, there are very few people who really know what it means to "give up their life quota"—maybe even none. It's hard for me to imagine how a solicitor can contact so many people. At the same time, I also feel that this solicitation has a lot of deceptive elements, because it does not explain in detail the consequences of giving up the life quota, but only vaguely calls people to refer to my story-but it solemnly states that there is no repentance. If the applicant reaches a "mutual agreement" under unclear circumstances, and later realizes that the matter is related to his own life, at that time, if he wants to repent, he will have to bear all the consequences-no one knows what the consequences will be .

Such developments—of course it cannot be said that there are no elements of deceit involved. And since my name is involved in the matter, I think it is necessary to remind those applicants who think there are advantages to take advantage of in this regard. I invited Xiao Guo and Wen Baoyu to discuss. (Originally, it was best to discuss it with Bai Su, but I went to the chicken farm, and there was no one there, so I don't know where Bai Su and Hong Ling went.) (I also looked inside and outside the chicken farm, but found nothing, so I had to leave full of doubts.) The three of us made a rough calculation, and it would cost nearly one million dollars a day to publish explanatory notices in nearly a thousand newspapers in 160 cities.

Wen Baoyu was the first to yell: "I don't think it's necessary to spend this unjustly money—those candidates are all greedy for money, and their behavior is not noble, so it's not worth contributing to them!" Xiao Guo raised his hand: "I agree──I have a simple solution: Wesley will sign and write an explanation──" Wen Baoyu hurriedly said: "By the way, theoretically every applicant will understand what life quota is from Wesley's story, and attach the written statement to the story so that it can be widely circulated—if you even refer to it If Wesley’s story is not accepted, then the guests have to take care of themselves.”

I nodded -- it was a good idea the two of them suggested.At the same time, I also thought of a question. The financial resources Xiao Guo, Wen Baoyu and I can use cannot be considered small.But just to publish the notice makes us feel that it is not cost-effective. I made a rough estimate in my mind, how much money would that mysterious life quota seeker spend on this operation? I bring this up.Xiao Guo said: "The cost of publishing an advertisement in newspapers all over the world is at least 30 million to 50 million U.S. dollars." Wen Baoyu went on to say: "To process hundreds of thousands of letters, a very large organization is needed. It is difficult to estimate how much this organization will cost to maintain."

I said: "We don't need to have exact figures, just to be sure that no one will spend such a large amount of money to make a joke!" Xiao Guo and Wen Baoyu remained silent, with serious expressions──they both felt that something was out of the ordinary. Although it sounded absurd, it was clear that someone was actually buying people's lives with money! Wen Baoyu added: "In addition to making a statement immediately, we can't wait." Xiao Guo said: "I didn't wait. I investigated most of the newspapers and found a strange phenomenon." Both Wen Baoyu and I gave Xiao Guo a look, blaming him for not telling us about the discovery.Xiao Guo hurriedly argued: "I just received all the information, and I was looking for you when Wesley called."

I didn't want to listen to his explanation, so I made a gesture to him, telling him to tell me what he found. Xiao Guo said: "I have investigated the kind of people who publish the solicitation notices in various newspapers──I think this is very important." Both Wen Baoyu and I nodded in agreement. Xiao Guo continued: "As a result, no one came forward at all—everything was done by letter, and the fees received by the newspaper were paid by Swiss bank promissory notes." When Xiao Guo said this, he looked a little depressed.I understand why he is like this-of course he has made further investigations to the Swiss bank, but of course he has hit a snag and found nothing. The Swiss bank is an impenetrable fortress.

I stretched out my hand and patted him on the shoulder: "It's a great harvest, let us know that the solicitor has rich financial resources that we can't imagine." Wen Baoyu immediately used his imagination: "A group of tycoons are teaming up to buy people's lives. They want to use money to prolong their lives." Then he sighed again: "With money, not only can you make a ghost turn the millstone, but you can also change the life span set by God!" His idea is not unacceptable, Xiao Guo obviously feels the same as me, he said: "If this is the case, then the super rich Tao Qiquan must have a share." Wen Baoyu nodded earnestly: "I'm going to ask him—we'll go together, there are a lot of people, and we'll teach him not to hide the truth." I shook my head: "I can't be sure that's true right now—at least we can't imagine how life quotas will be transferred. This is not something that can be done with money." Just as I was talking, the phone in the desk drawer rang—only a few acquaintances knew about this number, and I thought it was from Bai Su. I opened the drawer, connected the phone, and heard Wen Baoyu and Xiao Guo whispering "ah" together, and at the same time I heard "hello" on the phone, I don't have to use the sound to identify what it is People, because I can see who is calling me at all──Wen and Guo, the reason why they have abnormal reactions after the call is connected is precisely because they see who is calling. The explanation is very simple—although the fax phone has not been widely used by people, it can no longer be regarded as the most cutting-edge technology. The fax phone equipment in my study is a masterpiece of the Gobi Desert. The image shown on the screen is very clear, it is none other than Tao Qiquan we just mentioned. Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, which is naturally surprising. I answered, and Tao Qiquan said anxiously, "What's the matter with the solicitation notice in the newspaper?" As soon as he came up, he asked such a question, and I didn't know how to answer it, because I didn't know what was going on! I immediately said, "Are you asking me? I was about to ask you!" Tao Qiquan was puzzled: "Ask me? How do I know! This kind of weird thing should have something to do with you! Besides, the notice is very clear, how can you not know if you act according to the standards you said? !" I sighed: "It's a long story—" After only four words, Tao Qiquan interrupted me: "To make a long story short──we have a lot of people waiting to hear your answer." I was so angry that I was about to ask him who else was there, but I saw the tycoon appear on the screen and announced my name loudly. Next, one person after another appeared on the screen, and everyone declared their names—in fact, as soon as these people appeared, everyone knew who they were, and there was no need to say their names at all. All in all, there were a total of ten people, all of whom were super rich. It was hard to imagine what kind of party it was.As the saying goes, "the mall is like a battlefield", these people are intriguing, you want him to die, he will not let you live, although I know in my heart that all the wealth in the world cannot be owned by one person, but in fact everyone is trying to achieve this goal . It is unimaginable for these people to come together and work for the same goal. But judging from the expressions of these people at this time, they are very united, and it is obvious that the goals are completely the same. I had doubts for about ten seconds, and then suddenly realized. I see! I understand what these people are coming together for--the RFP in the newspapers caught their attention, and they learned the meaning of life quotas from the stories I told, which, given their ingenuity, was of course easy A conclusion can be drawn: through the transfer of life quotas, one can take other people's lives as one's own. This conclusion must have made these people ecstatic, and this is exactly what people like them dream of! When people have untold wealth, money allows them to have almost everything—the only exception is that even if the wealth of the world is in the hands of one person, that person will inevitably die. Rich people are afraid of death!The richer you are, the more you fear death! These people are all super rich, so they must be super afraid of death! This, in their eagerness to get an answer from me, is absolutely certain. When I thought of this, I couldn't help but burst into laughter──Actually, the matter itself is not funny, it is even very sad, it can be regarded as black humor.But, it's really unbearable to laugh.There are many things like this in the world, and this is just one of them. In fact, I didn't mean to take pleasure in other people's misfortune, but to these people's ears, my laughter obviously had bad intentions. The tycoon first shouted angrily: "What's so funny! As long as we know that we can live longer, we are willing to pay any price! We can afford it! Pursuing longer life is not shameful!" Originally, half of the reason why I laughed was because I felt helpless and funny, which was a kind of pity. Just think about it, these people are alive, enjoy all the glory and wealth, want wind and rain, and have all material enjoyments.Alcoholic wine and beauties have everything you expect, and you won't be unhappy mentally if you think about it. If it was in ancient times, they might have been harmed by emperors and dignitaries, like the famous rich men Shen Wansan and Shi Chong in history.But now even the totalitarian rulers who started out as "poor people's rebellion" have married into their in-laws, and they have a hot fight, which greatly increases their enjoyment of life. It turned out that there may also be health issues.But I believe that each of these people has dealt with Lerman Hospital--traded their wealth for health, so they all seem to be alive and well, and it is really good for them to be alive. However, no matter how much they want to live forever, and no matter how powerful Lerman Hospital is, for them, the cruel fact is: they are all going to die! The date of their death is not determined by their money, but by their life quota. For them, there is nothing more terrifying than the limited life quota, which will eventually run out one day. When I thought of this, although I was very disgusted with the tycoon's blatant and blatant statement that he wanted to buy people's lives with money, I didn't express it. I just said lightly: "I'm sorry, but I feel that death is very fair to everyone—everyone must die, isn't that fair." When I said this, I never imagined that there would be objections to what I said—because what I said was logically irrefutable. However, as soon as I spoke, I heard a "beep".On the screen I saw the tycoon slapping the table with a scowling face.The tycoon is a typical example of sanguine ─ easily impulsive, unwilling to hide his feelings, I like his bold temperament. At this time, I don't know why he was angry.But what he said next left me speechless. The tycoon slapped the table, blushing and roaring angrily: "Fair? Who said it was fair? I said it's not fair at all! That's the most unfair thing in the world!" His roar, accompanied by the sound of him hitting the table, was deafening. I, Xiao Guo and Wen Baoyu looked at each other, not knowing what he was doing.But looking at the reactions of other people, they seemed to agree with the tycoon's statement, and two or three of them couldn't help applauding. I held back my breath: "I would like to hear the details!" The tycoon straightened up, with a confident expression, and said loudly: "Everyone is going to die, it is the most unfair thing!" He repeated his argument again, but I was still baffled. Then the tycoon spoke his mind—or rather, he spoke for all the rich and powerful. He patted the table hard again: "There is no equality between people—some are smart, some are stupid, some are lazy, some are diligent, some benefit the people all their lives, and some Some people do harm to the world, some people achieve extraordinary things, some people achieve nothing, some people become rich through hard work, some people don’t think about cheering up and live in poverty all their lives, some people’s death will affect the lives of thousands of people, some people There is no difference between being dead and alive, if people are so different, why do they all have to die?" He spoke in one breath, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became, his eyes widened. Although I was not face to face with him, I could still feel his panting. Hearing what he said, for a moment, I didn't know how to refute—of course I couldn't accept his statement, but I couldn't say it was completely unreasonable. The consistent saying is: God is fair, no matter who it is, it is inevitable to die.But think about what the tycoon said just now, so that all different people have the same result, is it really fair? During my silence, Wen Baoyu interjected: "Everyone's life quota is different, and not everyone is equal." The tycoon immediately shouted again: "That's even more unfair! Do people who work hard and achieve something have to have more life quotas? They—to be honest, look at us, shouldn't there be more life quotas? ?” Wen Baoyu said: "Everyone thinks they should live longer! It's a pity that people can't help but make their own decisions, and God has its own arrangements!" The tycoon screamed strangely: "God's arrangement is unreasonable and unfair, we have to fight for it ourselves!" It seems that among the three of us, Xiao Guo is the most disgusted by the tycoon's argument. He sneered, "How do you fight for it?" The tycoon couldn't have answered more directly: "Buy it with money!" One sentence made Xiao Guo's face turn blue, and he could no longer speak. I am also very disgusted with the tycoon's arrogant attitude.I just wanted to say: "If you have money, people may not be willing to sell their lives." But at this moment, I remembered the solicitation notice-there were hundreds of thousands of applicants, and obviously many people were willing to use their own money. Life quotas are exchanged for money. When I thought of this, I couldn't help being discouraged, and I didn't say what I wanted to say. Wen Baoyu said coldly: "It's nice to be rich! But buying your life with money is unheard of, I'm afraid it's still your daydream!" The tycoon also sneered: "Everything has a beginning. If you don't daydream, you don't even have a beginning—children, you must know that many things in the world start with daydreaming!" Although Wen Baoyu was eloquent, he just blinked and was speechless for a moment. I applauded vigorously: "Excellent! I wish you success, long live long live, live forever, this is fair!" The tycoon naturally heard that I was mocking him. He blushed and wanted to say something, but Tao Qiquan stopped in front of him and shouted: "Everyone, everybody──" But the tycoon acted rudely, pulled Tao Qiquan away at once, and said loudly: "I know what you are thinking in your heart. What you think is: buying life with money is immoral. Let me tell you: as long as one is willing to buy, A willingness to sell is a normal transaction. Anything that is consensual cannot be measured by morality or immorality—on the contrary, it is unlawful to use any moral standard to measure the behavior agreed to by both parties, and to interfere or criticize it. Morality, because it hinders and interferes with the free will of others." The tycoon's words were coherent and fluent, obviously that was the real point of view in his heart. His point of view is not completely unacceptable, but when it comes to behaviors like "buying life with money", it always makes people feel awkward. If you think about it calmly, from the standpoint of rich people like them, it is a fair thing to buy anything with money, as long as the other party is willing to sell it—including buying and selling lives. Certainly, even the act of "buying life with money" cannot be called an immoral transaction as long as both parties agree voluntarily.If you don't let this kind of transaction happen, you don't let the will of others play freely, which is really a bit immoral. Obviously, Wen Baoyu and Xiao Guo also thought of this, so we were silent for a while. The tycoon took a few breaths and softened his tone: "It's not that I commit crimes based on money. Just think about how many people in the world lose three to five days, a few months, or even a year and a half. What does it matter? If you lose a year or a half of life and get a lot of money, it will be a great thing for these people—there are so many people applying for the recruitment notice, which is proof." Xiao Guo said loudly: "Your words are disgusting!" The tycoon sneered: "This is just your personal feeling. Let me give you another specific example: A person who is extremely poor and lives in a very poor life has lived seventy-two years without a single good day. There is absolutely no need to worry about livelihood, and I have lived for seventy-one years. Two lives, give you a choice, which one do you choose?" I heard the tycoon citing such an example, and I couldn’t help shaking my head—if there are 10,000 people to choose such a choice, I’m afraid that 9,999 of them will choose the life of worry-free life instead of Greedy lives for an extra year, but suffers from poverty for a lifetime. In particular, living in modern society is becoming more and more difficult. Living a life with enough food and clothing without having to worry about making a living is simply a happy state of life, a goal that many people may not be able to achieve even if they work hard. I agree with Xiao Guo's words -- the words of the tycoon are indeed disgusting, but I have to admit that the examples given by the tycoon are irresistible. I saw that although Xiao Guo still had a disapproving expression on his face, he also opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak. The tycoon made a gesture to show that he was done. The three of us, Wen Baoyu and Xiao Guo, had nothing to say for a while—you could disagree with everything the tycoon said, but it was hard to say that there was something wrong with him. Only at this time did Tao Qiquan have the opportunity to speak. He said, "Wesley, you have always hated it the most, and called it the most despicable behavior of human beings is totalitarian rule──" I didn't wait for him to finish, so I interrupted him: "Why are you discussing such a big issue all of a sudden?" Tao Qiquan said: "The great river, the Yangtze River, began at its source. The reason why human beings have such ugly behaviors as totalitarian rule is because they like to interfere too much with other people's right to choose freely!" I never imagined that someone like Tao Qiquan would understand this truth. I smiled wryly: "You're right—everyone's right to freedom of choice should not be interfered with under any excuse." I saw that Tao Qiquan and Tycoon were very happy after hearing what I said.I immediately said again: "The issues we discussed just now are groundless—in fact, I don't think there is any possibility of life quota being transferred, so no matter what I say, it's just empty talk and useless. No." I thought that after saying this, this inexplicable discussion can be declared over. But Tao Qiquan exchanged glances with the tycoon and others, and then he said to me: "Wesley, you may have difficulties, but no matter what, please help us achieve our wishes, we are willing to pay any price." His last sentence was offensive, but what he said stunned me - I didn't see how I could help them. I forced a smile: "I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding between us. If you have difficulties, you can use money to solve them. Why do you need my help!" Tao Qiquan smiled wryly: "Wei Jun doesn't have to be so petty, everyone has different opinions, discuss it, even if you can't reach a common conclusion, don't take it to heart, just go your own way." What Tao Qiquan said is very reasonable, and it is also my consistent opinion, so I am embarrassed to say anything more, but just ask: "What do you want me to do?" Tao Qiquan hesitated for a moment: "Then ask for notice──" I didn't wait for him to elaborate, and immediately said: "The solicitation has nothing to do with me—in fact, before you called, we thought it was a good thing you did, and only you have such financial resources. " Tao Qiquan had a strange expression after hearing my words, and looked at everyone again, everyone had different expressions, and most of them shook their heads, feeling very helpless. Tao Qiquan also shook his head: "It's not us—not only us you saw, but also not other famous rich men. We have already contacted all over the world, and we have no way of knowing who published this solicitation notice." I know that there is an organization among the super-rich all over the world. I believe that those people who can be seen on the screen are all members of that organization. Since Tao Qiquan said that, it is certain that the super-rich are not doing the solicitation.