Chapter 940: Chapter 937: The 80/20 Principle 7
"I’ve never understood why poor people have a thousand reasons to excuse the rich."
But before finishing her words, Yan Xixi saw Lao Zhou’s face appear on the financial channel.
Lao Zhou attended an economic forum, with countless people cheering. During an interview, he spoke at length about the company’s recent developments and direction.
Yan Xixi sighed deeply, "This guy really knows how to show off."
In fact, when face to face, they had never discussed life’s philosophies like this—this was the first time ever.
Yan Xixi couldn’t help but feel uneasy, "Brother Donglin, do you think if I had really boarded the plane at that time, would they have acted? There were more than a hundred other people on board..."
Wan Donglin said decisively, "Don’t doubt it, they would definitely act."
"Really no consideration? All those people are innocent."
"Success built on countless bones. In fact, they already believe that in this world, apart from themselves, most people aren’t worthy of life..."
Not only do they think this way—the slave owners have long taught the slaves this mindset—otherwise, why do people always tearfully urge victims to ’see the bigger picture’ and sacrifice themselves after each major incident?
What is big? What is small?
The ’80/20 rule,’ whether you admit it or not, in fact, this world operates this way.
We, who are damned—are precisely part of that ’80%.’
When the fish begins to justify the butcher, when the lamb defends the wicked wolf, when the slave speaks for the slave master, when the abused sings praises to the abuser, then it is a world of collapsed conscience, moral bankruptcy, and rational breakdown.
Yan Xixi’s heart was trembling slightly; she was actually more afraid than she had imagined before.
Because, that storm wasn’t just a small test, but a sweeping juggernaut.
She noticed Wan Donglin looked exhausted and quickly changed the subject, "Brother Donglin, are you thirsty?"
He nodded.
She brought warm water to him, "Are you tired? I almost forgot, the doctor said you just woke up, and shouldn’t be too tired. Let’s not talk, just rest well, I’ll stay here with you tonight."
He was indeed very tired, but couldn’t sleep at all.
"Let me massage you, the doctor said, massaging the head can help sleep..."
He laughed, "Silly girl, you’re not professional, what can you massage? You’re tired too, look at you, you’ve shrunk."
"Where?"
She playfully retorted, "Brother Donglin, let me take care of you... I can’t bear the thought of not seeing you for a while, I don’t want to part even for a minute..."
Wan Donglin sighed deeply, "Silly girl, I’m worried about you getting tired..."
At that moment, Zhang Xiang walked in, whispering, "Third Young Master, Lao Zhang sent someone to see you, would you like to meet them?"
Wan Donglin hesitated slightly, "Let him in."
Yan Xixi whispered, "I’ll step out for a bit."
Wan Donglin nodded.
After a while, the door opened, and a medium-sized middle-aged man walked in.