Inspirational story: vision determines wealth

Inspirational story: vision determines wealth

Bill Gates said: "I have always used telescopes to see the world." "Red Top Merchant Hu Xueyan" also has such a paragraph: "If you have a county vision, then you can do a county business; If you have a vision of a province, then you can do business in a province; if you have the vision of the world, then you can do business in the world."

From the Austrian capital Vienna to the north, about 30 kilometers, there is a small town of Stocker. In the east end of the town, there is a pub. This is an old-fashioned pub. The owner is Mokal. He has been here since he was young. Now his face is full of vicissitudes of life and his hair is completely white. The pub still does not change its appearance.

It was in 1811, a carriage stopped suddenly in front of the pub, and a pair of gorgeous old men came down from the car. This is a rare thing, because at that time there were very few such horse-drawn carriages, and only the nobles and nobles could afford to sit. The pubs in this pub are usually poor people and the lower class. Who are they?

Mocal warmly welcomed the guests into the store, arranged them to sit down, and brought them the best wine and grilled steak.

They chatted while drinking, and after a while, the man called Mokal over and asked him: "Mokar, don't you know me?"

Mokal looked at him up and down for a long time and shook his head and said: "I can't remember, you are..."

"My name is Stratmont, 36 years ago, I bought a sheet music here."

"Music?" Mocal struggled to find memories and finally remembered.

At that time, Stratham was a thin young man. He was a musician in the town. He often came here to drink. On that day, he said to Mokal: "Boss, I want to buy you something. ”

"Sir," said Mokal. "What do you want? I can sell it to you as long as there is something in the store."

"It's a piece of paper. To be precise, it's a piece of paper full of strings and small sprouts." Seeing Mokal's face stunned, Stratham added, "Do you remember? Two years. Before, there is a 17-year-old boy..."

It was a very cold winter night. The boy came in with snow. He was carrying a violin case. The clothes he wore were very thin. The texture looked bad. The cold made him crunch. He was slightly trembling. He asked for a glass of wine, sat down and drank slowly, and wrote something on a piece of paper. After a while, he ordered another dish of grilled steak. He wrote very focused and ate it with gusto. When he finished eating, he discovered that he didn't pay for the wine and the steak!

The teenager said to Mocar very hard and said: "I didn't mean it. Or, I won't leave this evening, just play the piano for your guests here!"

Mokal agreed. He started playing the piano, his piano was very good, the music was melodious, like a beautiful stream flowing in the pub, and the guests were all fascinated.

He left the score in the pub when he left.

Mokal's pub didn't play his songs anymore, but the score was still there, he found it and gave it to Stratham.

Stratmon exclaimed with excitement: "It's it, it's it! It's great! How much do you want?"

Mokal thought for a moment and said, "This is a beautiful song. It is worth 100 wines and grilled steak."

He said that it is a price in the sky. In fact, he just wants to pay attention to the money, because it is useless for him to keep it, but it is a piece of waste paper.

Stratham paid the money without paying him, and happily took the score and left.

Mokal is also very happy, as if he had caught the gold falling from the sky, this is the day when his pub has made the most money.

36 years later, now, Stratmont is also old, two white spots, wrinkles, but the color is very good, Mocal can no longer find the shadow of the young man. Mokal asked him: "What are you doing now?"

Stratham said: "I don't do anything, just take my wife around. We have been to London, Paris..."

“Do you want to spend a lot of money?”

"It doesn't matter, the money I earn can't be spent in my life."

Mokal asked him: "What business are you doing, so make money?"

Stratmont said: "I only did a business: I spent 100 copies of wine and grilled steak, and later earned enough to buy 100 pubs like you."

He told Mokal that the boy who played the piano was Mozart, who died in 1791 and lived only 35 years old.

The famous American entrepreneur Rockefeller once said: "The vision determines wealth." It sounds a bit esoteric, but it is a real truth.

Stratmont is quite eye-catching. The 19-year-old Mozart is just beginning to emerge. Stratmont has already seen the prototype of his "king of world music." The music sheet of the 17-year-old Mozza is just a waste in the eyes of others. Paper, he has seen it, and one day it will be worthless.

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