I was deleted from the group chat.

Today, I was finally removed from the group chat.

From the day I joined the group, I was ready to be removed from the list.

This moment came as I expected, and I didn't feel anything.

This matter has to start from two months ago.

One day in early March, I received a short message on my mobile phone, asking me to add this number to send me a message.

I can tell my name from the information content, and I thought it was someone I knew, so I added WeChat with my mobile phone number.

After that, I euphemistically sent a message asking who the other party was.

The answer I got was someone I didn't know.

As soon as I saw it, since I didn't know it, it was dark, and there was no point in keeping it.

As a result, the other party said that making friends with each other is also a kind of fate.

I think so, so I didn't delete it.

The other party introduced a lot about themselves, where they came from, whether they are men or women, what they do, what their hobbies are … a lot.

I also simply replied a few words. For a stranger, I'd better keep my eyes open and watch my back.

From then on, this person will send greetings every day, share the day's work and rest, eat and drink, or do charity and take care of children or the elderly.

Occasionally, I will send calligraphy or painting, claiming to be my masterpiece.

One day, he sent another calligraphy and painting: "The Mountain is the Peak", let me comment.

To tell the truth, I know nothing about calligraphy. Those words are so scrawled that I can't recognize them.

I looked it up on the Internet and found that these words belonged to the great calligrapher Mo Bao.

From that moment on, I was extremely wary of this man, so I always paid attention to what he wanted.

Every day after that, this person still sends some daily or self-cultivation pictures every day.

I occasionally reply to a sentence or two, and most of them ignore it.

In this way, it took about a month and a half. One day, this person said that he wanted to build a group and share his life, study and so on with like-minded partners.

Then, he sent me a group link.

I thought to myself, anyway, with constant vigilance, I will go in and see what medicine is sold in the gourd.

There are not many descendants after joining the group, more than 200. This man is a group owner and has a little assistant.

Every day, the group owner takes everyone to recall that bitter experience, the miserable days of childhood, and the days when people don't want to be seen. After work, I encountered difficulties and suffered hardships before I made a career, and then I shared some inspirational things and published inspirational essays.

A bunch of people in the group, like being pulled to the door of life and beaten with chicken blood, followed by a bunch of similar people, have a feeling of finding organization.

As always, the group owner sends me these in private messages every day, and there are links to live broadcasts at night.

I haven't seen it once. I occasionally look at the reaction in the group and probably know what was said during the live broadcast.

Members of the group send out what they eat and do for three meals a day, euphemistically: people who have sex with the group owners, do business together, send out chicken soup and so on.

I will dive quietly and see what they are doing at last.

In this way, we quarreled for another half month before the finale was staged.

Originally promoted wine culture.

Because I didn't watch their live broadcast, I didn't understand the specific process operation carefully. I just looked at the information in the group and got to know the fur.

Anyway, let everyone pay for wine, and then do their own business to sell wine, euphemistically called selling wine with group owners, doing business, how to make money lying down.

Then look at the screenshots in the group, some are doing 30,000 or 50,000, some are doing more than 1 10,000, and some are selling good screenshots.

Looking at this lively scene, following the main business of the group is sure to make a lot of money, and it makes no sense not to make money.

The group owner is not idle, and still sends me messages every day. He is very diligent. Why are you worried about me? Now the company supports activities. It would be a pity to miss them. Why don't you want me to lose such a good chance to make money?

Later, he was willing to pay most of the money for me. I only need a few thousand dollars to get on the bus and lie down with everyone to make money.

I still don't reply.

After this lasted for a week, today, I was removed from the group chat.

I specially looked at the owner's information and it showed that I was no longer a friend.

As the saying goes, there is no pie in the sky, and there is no free banquet in the world.

No pains, no gains. There is nothing for nothing in this world, and there is no miracle overnight.

Any success is down to earth, hard work and sweat.

Be a man, don't covet petty advantages, and don't believe in sugar-coated shells that can make money while lying down. It's really so easy, don't touch it quietly, make more money.

Without brothers and sisters at home, seven aunts and eight aunts will get rich together and give such opportunities to strangers all over the world.

What kind people, what charity, is nothing more than creating a false image, packaging personal image, eliminating other people's doubts, and letting others willingly jump into the pit to wash white.

It's a pie tailored for people who are greedy for petty gains and quick success.

Look before you leap, keep a clear head, and just watch as a bystander.