Chapter 1295: Nonsense, a Woman's Choice
Early Tuesday morning, Su Mingzhe drove to school.

Although he is already one of the leading business tycoons in the country, Su Mingzhe still has not quit his job as a school lecturer.

The school reciprocated the favor by promoting Su Mingzhe twice in a row. In just four years, Su Mingzhe made the leap from junior lecturer to professor of the Department of Literature.

After finishing a class, during the break, as usual, Su Mingzhe was surrounded by a group of students and started asking questions.

A pretty girl raised her hand first and asked:
"Teacher Su, there was a report in the newspaper recently saying that your name was a candidate for this year's Nobel Prize in Literature, but you refused to run, which is why you lost to The Lord of the Flies from the Lighthouse Country. Is this true?"

When Su Mingzhe heard this question, the corner of his mouth twitched. Students nowadays are really tactless and they always bring up things that are not relevant to the topic.

The list of candidates for this year's Nobel Prize was collected last year.

After several months of primary selection, the candidates were announced in February of this year.

Starting from February, these candidates will be further screened and reviewed.

Su Mingzhe learned that he was selected in February this year, and then announced that he would not accept the Nobel Prize regardless of whether he passed or not.

The reason is also very simple.

Su Mingzhe has written a total of eleven novels in the past few years.

The novel chosen by the Nobel Prize judges was the darkest and most absurd book - "Nonsense".

Because of this, Su Mingzhe wanted to find the real person to adjust the timeline and destroy the book.

Looking at the eager eyes of the students present, Su Mingzhe was silent for a moment, then slowly explained:

"The book Nonsense was written five years ago at the invitation of Xiaoyue Magazine. It is a novel that mainly reflects the mistakes of the time."

"To be honest, I wrote that book mainly for the sake of mission and to cater to the political needs of the time. The content in it, in order to describe some issues of the time, brought together a lot of ugly social phenomena."

"To outsiders, this book criticizes social evils and exposes some bad habits of the time. However, in my heart, such a book is, at best, just a piece of 'eight-part essay'."

"Why is it called 'eight-part essay'?"

“The reason is that it caters to the needs of the times and is not a book written from the heart.”

"I consider books like this, written to cater to certain fixed readers, to be stereotyped essays."

"Books like this not only restrict the thinking of the writers and readers, but also lead people to have a wrong understanding, making later generations think that some phenomena that happened accidentally during this period are common phenomena of this era."

"So, in my opinion, this book just meets the requirements of the times. After this special historical period, such books should be swept into the dust and ruins of history..."

"My other ten books all extol the truth, kindness and beauty of the world and spread positive energy. In my opinion, my other ten books are many times better than this book, Nonsense."

"Now the Nobel Prize has put aside my book that praises truth, goodness and beauty, but has regarded a book that exposes ugliness as a classic. In my opinion, this is missing the point and pursuing the wrong thing. I beg you to disagree."

"You tell me, since the Nobel Prize and I have different ideas, why should I accept their selection?"

The female student who asked the question seemed to be thinking about something and kept her head down without saying anything.

Another girl next to her raised her hand and asked:

"Teacher Su, what do you think is the motivation for writing a book?"

Well, this is a very good question.

Su Mingzhe smiled and said to everyone:
"The Book of History says: Poetry expresses one's will, song expresses one's eternal words, the sound follows the eternal, and the rhythm harmonizes the sound."

"Everyone should know that most of the leader's poems are passionate and magnificent. After reading them, people's blood boils and their whole body is filled with strength!"

"Mr. Lu Xun's poems and essays mostly explore the times and criticize social injustice..."

"I have written eleven novels in total. Except for the book Nonsense, the protagonists of the other ten novels include educated youth, policemen, generals, workers, students, farmers, etc., covering a wide variety of social roles. What are the contents describing? Those who have read them should know that basically every protagonist has a positive attitude towards life. They are optimistic when facing difficulties in life..."

The ten-minute break between classes passed in the blink of an eye.

Su Mingzhe attended another class, assigned homework, and then prepared to pack up his things and go home to rest.

As a result, he had just put away the lesson plan when the pretty girl blushed, handed him a letter, and then ran away shyly.

"Girls of this era are too shy."

"I don't know when the term 'academic harem' became popular..."

Leave school and return to the company.

Su Mingzhe looked at his schedule and had no appointments today, so he simply sorted out the company's development strategy. As the only person in the world who can clearly define the direction, Su Mingzhe can use his predictive ability to earn countless small goals casually.

So, for Su Mingzhe, making money is really easy.

The so-called development strategy he is now formulating is nothing more than to make the money-making process more rational and conceal his own means.

I was busy until around five o'clock and it was time to get off work.

Wei Qing'er looked at the man who was still working hard and could only call the company cafeteria and order two work meals.

Su Mingzhe smelled the aroma of food, but his hands were unwilling to stop writing the plan, so he could only order:

"Put the food there first and eat it later!"

Wei Qing'er obediently put the two work meals into the thermal box, stood there thinking for a while, and then returned to the secretary's office.

I do not know how long it has been.

Su Mingzhe finally worked out the company's development plan for the next five years.

Looking at the detailed development steps he had drawn up, Su Mingzhe read them again and again, quite satisfied:
"According to this plan, in five years, Zhengyang Group will probably be able to compete with Runhua."

Wei Qing'er, who had walked into the office for the sixth time to check, saw the man finally stand up, and hurriedly approached and asked:

"Boss, do you want to eat now?"

"Eat."

Su Mingzhe looked at his watch and realized that it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

It will still take some time to formulate Zhengyang Group's development strategy for the next five years.

I definitely can’t finish it today, let’s continue tomorrow.

Seeing the man wash his hands and sit down, Wei Qing'er brought the food over and reported:

"Boss, just now... Sister Xiaoli called and asked when you would get off work."

"How did you answer?"

"I said, you're busy, call her back later."

Su Mingzhe said indifferently:

"Call me again and tell them I'm not going home tonight. And tell them that you're staying overtime tonight!"

After graduating last year, Cai Xiaoli and Yan Yonghong did not accept the assigned jobs, but chose to start their own business.

In Fangshan County, where the educated youth went to the countryside, the two contracted several hundred acres of mountain land and built a "Wanguoyuan".

These two women are also very interesting now, and they are about to kick Su Mingzhe out.

Every time Su Mingzhe went to see them, he was looked down upon by them.

It was as if the two of them were true love, and Su Mingzhe was just a sowing machine to them.

If one of the two girls really gets pregnant and gives birth to a son and a daughter, Su Mingzhe will probably be kicked out.

Wei Qing'er was a little flattered when she heard the man asked her to stay and work overtime.

Even though she had worked as a secretary for the man for several months, she rarely stayed overtime to work. It was considered a good thing if she could do it once a month.

The last time I worked overtime was just a week ago.

After the excitement, Wei Qing'er hurried to the lounge to take a shower.

After Su Mingzhe finished his meal, he saw the young secretary sitting not far from him, wearing a thin and tight silk suspender dress.

Wei Qing'er had a head of shiny black waist-length hair, which was now tied up, revealing a smooth and delicate face, rosy skin, delicate, plump and shiny, and a charming fragrance faintly emanating from her body.

Su Mingzhe waved his hand, motioning her to come closer. As soon as he touched her, the plump fruit inside the nightgown was under his control.

When he held the woman in his arms, his hands slid gently across her snow-white, flawless skin. The touch of silk made Su Mingzhe feel like he was getting an electric shock.
"I have such a beautiful young woman following me, why do I feel heartbroken when Cai Xiaoli and Yan Yonghong, two women who are not particularly beautiful and not young, stay away from me?"

"The worldly affairs of life are a test of one's mind. It is truly mysterious!"

(End of this chapter)