Chapter 1004: I want to become a ghost
Talking about the matter is quite serious, and even raising the issue to the level of humanistic morality, ******** and so on.
This is actually a kind of feeling in everyone's heart, such as our country and the United States are at war, we will definitely help our country unconditionally, Zhanjiang and Shangjing will go to war, I will definitely help my hometown Zhanjiang, Zhanjiang Dynasty Club and my family to go to war, then I will definitely help my own family.
This is a self-interested instinct of human beings, and this instinct is more easily stimulated when self-interest is threatened.
Today's meeting, all kinds of columns, all kinds of tirades, all stimulate this kind of self-interest instinct in everyone's heart, they feel that they should protect their homeland and protect their families, even Wang Xiao was silent after hearing it.
They have been unwittingly put into the role of the victims, and have ignored the fact that many of the examples given by the old man are hypothetical, hypothetical, but in fact they have not happened at all.
After the old men finished speaking, there was no applause at the scene, some people were silent, and some people were impassioned, clamoring to unite as one, defeat the ****, and drive out all of us outsiders.
"Don't get excited, I'm just calling everyone for a meeting today, and I'm very pleased to see that everyone has preserved their hearts to protect their homeland." Grandpa Wang Xiao stood up and bowed to everyone, with a pious attitude, and many people were flattered.
At this time, another old man handed a small notebook to a young man next to him, "Those who come today, who have not registered with the society, will register here, and we will regularly send the theoretical ideas and latest developments of the Fuxing Society to everyone, and if there are any activities, we will also notify everyone by phone and text message." ”
When he said the activity, the old man's pupils narrowed slightly, obviously this activity was not an ordinary activity.
And I took a look, and this registration is very fine, so fine that even the positions of the members, strengths and so on are registered, just like a company that is about to assign employees to the most competent positions.
Watching this conference go to this point, a thin line of cold sweat was already oozing from my forehead.
It's horrible!
A small Qiongwan Island is so complicated.
I feel that there is someone behind these old men who is manipulating, and that person is absolutely ill-intentioned.
After the meeting, the old men met with some important members like leaders, and about twenty or thirty people went to the inner hall to continue the meeting, and those who did not register stayed to register, and those who registered could go out to receive rice.
Wang Yong is relatively simple, and he will go out to get rice as soon as he disperses, leaving Wang Xiao alone in the crowd to squeeze out, and we finally went out.
"Don't rob, every family has it, you can only do great things when you are full, and the Fuxing Society will always be your strong backing."
"It's my turn, it's my turn!"
There was chaos outside, Wang Xiao sighed and went home, I wanted to go in and eavesdrop on what those old men would say next, but seeing that Wang Xiao seemed to be a little shaken, I hurried to follow her footsteps.
"What do you think of what your grandfather said?"
"There's nothing wrong with it, but I always think there's something weird." Wang Xiao told the truth, which was also the reason for her confusion.
Good guy, haven't been completely brainwashed yet, I quickly said, "It's good to think it's strange, I also think it's strange, obviously a lot of things didn't happen, and he said it as if it happened, deliberately exaggerated, and I also wonder about it, where did all this rice and oil come from?" ”
"The Fuxing Society has its own supply and marketing cooperative, and these things are all there."
"Oh, in this way, who is running the supply and marketing cooperative? Those old men? ”
"Of course the president is in operation, the president's son." Speaking of this, Wang Xiao suddenly saw an advertisement posted on a telephone pole, and immediately pointed to the man on the advertisement to show me, "Na, it's him!" ”