Free Web NovelChapter 936: Chapter 933: The 80/20 Principle (Part 3)
"So you’re just going to ignore the fact there are more than a hundred other passengers on that plane?"
"Does that really matter?"
"How could it not matter?"
Zhou Ting couldn’t care less: "I’ve gone through the manifest. It’s a totally ordinary flight, no one particularly outstanding on board. There are two or three rich folks, but they’re just crude upstarts. These people are basically worthless..."
Worthless!!
"Ha, Huang Xiaojue, I didn’t expect you to still have such a merciful little Buddha’s heart. It’s just a hundred-something people, what’s the big deal? Haven’t you noticed? The population on Earth is way over capacity now. You could say seventy percent of the people in this world are redundant. They contribute absolutely nothing to the progress of the world, they’re just idling away their lives, murdering time, wasting resources, polluting the environment. Their very existence is an act of vandalism against this planet. It’s because of these ignorant mediocrities that the environment keeps getting worse. Honestly, if we could wipe out that seventy percent and only keep the twenty to thirty percent of real el-ites, the Earth might still be a beautiful primeval jungle..."
Huang Xiaojue let out a long, heavy sigh.
He’d heard before that among the second-generation rich like Zhou Ting there was an elite club that held regular forums, organized activities, and set the rules of the game... What these el-ites advocated was the "80/20 principle": ten percent of outstanding individuals drive the progress of the planet, twenty percent are the mid-tier force, and the remaining seventy percent, who just eat and wait to die, simply don’t deserve to live in this world.
Because he himself had never had contact with that circle, he hadn’t taken it seriously. Today, only after hearing Zhou Ting’s spiel did he suddenly get it.
So it was real.
The people at the top of the pyramid really do think like this.
"Who’s actually pushing the world forward? Nothing more than great scientists, great scholars, top-notch financiers, entrepreneurs and other outstanding figures and rule-making el-ites... But these people are a minority, aren’t they? The riffraff don’t need to think at all. They just need to follow the rules. It’s like division of labor in nature—don’t worker bees all die fast?"
"!!!!"
"You see all these so-called big entrepreneurs putting on a show, going on and on about ’dual benefits’, but it’s only to sell more products. Deep down, aren’t they cursing? Just a bunch of servants, what the hell... And are they wrong? They’re not. When a great scientist dies, that’s a huge loss; but if ten thousand ordinary nobodies die, what’s the loss? In truth, most people being alive is just a waste of air. Their value of existence isn’t much higher than mosquitoes, flies, or rats, is it?"
So a mere hundred-odd lives really didn’t count for much.
Huang Xiaojue only let out a long, long breath.
Zhou Ting’s smile faded: "Huang Xiaojue, this is the last time I’m warning you. If this whole thing had nothing to do with you, fine, I can genuinely treat it as a coincidence. But if one day it comes out that you and I are no longer of one heart, then I’m telling you, that’s a price you can’t afford to pay!"
Her tone and expression were those of a violent queen looking down at the subject at her feet.
It was as if, if he, Huang Xiaojue, didn’t immediately grovel in terror and say, ’Your servant wouldn’t dare’—then he was committing utter treason.
She watched him with a faint, mocking smile, waiting for his stance.
Huang Xiaojue closed the file and stood up.
Zhou Ting was a little surprised.
But he didn’t say a word, didn’t even look at her, just kept on walking out.
