Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

"As long as a person feels that everything he has is earned through his own hard work, he will be proud of himself."

Cao Wei paused and took a sip of tea. "Everyone has seen the result of floating. Many people may wonder why I tell us this. Because I don't know what methods those guys who have set their sights on Samadhi Tower will use to torment you next time. Swindlers always have strange methods. Once this person floats, it is easy for him to have flaws."

"I probably know what those masters who participated in this incident were thinking. They just thought, hey, I'm so rich now, I might as well have a try. If I lose, I lose. So I give it a try. As a result, once they tried, they were dragged into it. From a little bit at the beginning, they became more and more later, and they got more and more addicted."

"I think you should be alert. Compared to other compatriots, you and I are just luckier. It's no big deal. If you can't adjust your mentality, you will encounter more troubles in the future. When the money in your family is defrauded, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Jing Yu looked at Cao Wei who was chattering on the stage.

Sighed inwardly.

Perhaps, ordinary people do not understand what Cao Wei means by "luck".

But Jingyu is the most understandable.

It is nonsense to say that Cao Wei had luck all along the way.

Without that ability, Samadhi Tower cannot be opened.

But the reason why his Samadhi Tower was favored by the higher-ups was not because it created so many rich people.

Rather, it ensures relative fairness.

【As long as you work hard, you will be rewarded. 】

Only after actually working and struggling in society, will you understand how precious this is. It is not an exaggeration to call it a dream "utopia".

Whether the direction of effort is right or not, where will the harvest come from?

These are all problems.

Cao Wei was right in one thing: joining Samadhi Tower was their luck.

As for whether this meeting had a big impact on the people below, Cao Wei didn't know. He only knew that one should do one's best and leave the rest to fate. It is difficult for human beings to empathize with others unless they experience it themselves.

"Hey, Mr. Cao said he was lucky, so if I'm lucky, can I also get a Samadhi Tower?"

"You are dreaming. He said he was lucky, but that was just modesty. But you, joining the Samadhi Tower, are really lucky..."

Inside the office.

Cao Leyao hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong? If you have to fart, just fart."

"Well, Dad, isn't the luck you mentioned a bit too much?"

"Excessive?" Cao Wei chuckled: "Not at all. You are still young, so you can slowly understand it."

"No wonder he has achieved such success at such a young age." Father Jing put down the newspaper in his hand and sighed softly: "What about you? Do you also think that what he said is self-deprecating?"

“Isn’t it?” Jing Yu was stunned for a moment: “To say that the people under his command joined Samadhi Tower is indeed his luck, but if he himself says that he got there by luck, to be honest, I don’t agree.”

"Tsk, arrogance."

"Wha...what?"

"I say, arrogance." Father Jing searched his pockets and found that they were empty, so he waved at Jing Yu.

Jing Yu immediately offered her father a cigarette.

Father Jing lit up a cigarette and took a puff. "Sometimes I wonder what the meaning of life is. People are not born with goals to strive for. Some people's goals are just to have enough food and drink, a wife and children, and a warm bed, while others think about "the country is so beautiful". Why do we have such different performances? Aren't we all human beings?"

Jing Yu did not respond, but silently waited for Jing's father to continue.

"In fact, this question is also easy to understand. Because people are born different. Influenced by their living environment and life mentors, people's thinking patterns are different. You want the country to develop well in the business field. Ermazi from the next street wants to work hard and get married. In essence, the difference between you and him is just the difference in reincarnation."

Jing Yu opened his mouth slightly, he wanted to refute, but suddenly, he found that he seemed unable to refute.

“Is there no point in trying?”

"No, I don't deny the significance of hard work. What I deny is that hard work accounts for all of achievement." Father Jing sighed: "This era is good, but there are still hidden dangers. Do you know what the hidden dangers are?"

"what?"

"Class consciousness is gradually forming. I thought about it and couldn't figure out why, until a few days ago, I saw a man scolding his son, saying that if he didn't work hard, he would have to pick up garbage on the street to make a living. Just a few words, like thunderbolt. Think about it, if hard work is the whole meaning of achievement. So, when you see a beggar on the street, what is your first thought?"

Jingyu frowned, as if he understood something.

"Yes, you will feel that he didn't work hard and that he deserves it, because your achievements today are due to your own efforts. This is arrogance, absolute arrogance. When this understanding is deeply rooted, classes will be born." Father Jing said, "In the beginning, there were only two classes: those who worked hard and those who didn't. After the so-called "hard work" gained the upper hand, they naturally set up thresholds."

"The establishment of thresholds one after another is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that in the eyes of those who "work hard", those so-called "not working hard" are no longer considered human beings. In other words, they are no longer the same species. By then..."

Having said this, Jing's father did not continue speaking.

Jing Yu's hair stood on end. What Jing's father said, at this stage, wasn't it too little?

No, a lot.

Even in the Samadhi Tower, which calls itself "ordinary people", most people have this kind of understanding. Not to mention the outside world, in recent years, how many people have made money by transporting goods between the north and the south? They probably think the same way, and they say, "I went through life and death to earn this little money, so what's the point of you suffering a little bit?"

Just like what my father said, this is a kind of "arrogance", this kind of "arrogance" ignores origin, ignores suffering, ignores status. As long as you are not as good as me, you are "not working hard". As long as you "don't work hard", then you should...

If we take this thinking a step further...

The definition of "hard work" and "no hard work" will change.

"In this era, everyone works very hard, haha." Jing's father chuckled with ambiguous meaning.