Give without expecting anything in return.
This behavior is outrageous.
But looking back, it seems he had no reason to ask for anything in return.
They got it done discreetly; who wouldn't love such a desirable opportunity?
Do you know what I admire most about Wang Shouren?
"What?"
"What foresight, what genius, what technical expert, what master of humanity, those are all illusions." The old man took a puff of his cigarette. "At my age, I've seen countless people, and quite a few geniuses, but how many can truly stand out? Wang Shouren's life was all about one thing: never overstepping boundaries."
What does it mean to not overstep boundaries?
"It's about adapting to the current environment."
"People often say that being half a step ahead is genius, and being a full step ahead is madness. Looking back on his life, wasn't he always at least two or three steps ahead of others? He thought three steps ahead for every step he took, but he only took one step at a time, never taking two steps ahead. That's the essence."
"Most young people, upon developing a 'five-star management system,' would immediately try to promote it widely," the old man said, puffing on his cigarette. "Do you agree with that?"
The middle-aged man nodded.
Isn't that obvious? I spent a lot of effort developing this process myself.
Putting aside the question of how much leverage this process can bring, the benefits it can generate alone justify a significant effort to promote it.
“But he didn’t. He simply made some adjustments based on the situation at the time and created a model that suited the present. That’s what I mean by not overstepping boundaries.” The old man tapped the mahogany table twice. “The same goes for later. From opening the motorcycle factory to achieving great success, he was always only half a step ahead of others. He never crossed that half-step. That’s the most terrifying thing.”
"Being ahead for a short time doesn't count as being ahead. Being ahead for a long time, for decades, or even close to a century, is the most terrifying thing."
"His way of thinking has become an important basis for everyone's judgment. Do you understand what I mean by that?"
The old man went on and on, but the most important point was to remind his son what he should and shouldn't do.
When you encounter opposition from others, don't rush to get emotional; first, think about the underlying reasons.
Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
He had no idea how Wang Shouren's mind worked. At just over twenty years old, he understood the principle of "not overstepping boundaries," while he himself had spent most of his life trying to truly grasp it.
The world of geniuses is indeed different from that of ordinary people.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, go to bed early. I reckon you guys will be busy for a while."
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The river of time flows slowly. In the grand scheme of the universe, a hundred years is nothing more than a tiny ripple, at most a tiny drop of water.
Every day when he opened his eyes, it was a new day. Wang Shouren opened his eyes with some impatience.
The whole house is now as quiet as a deep tomb.
Sometimes, he wonders if starting skincare at eighteen was a mistake.
Yesterday, I was still casually holding my keys, going downstairs with Qin Jingru to eat rice noodle rolls. Today marks the tenth anniversary of Qin Jingru's passing.
As soon as I got up, I saw Wang Ruiming's old face.
He became even more impatient: "What are you doing always hanging around here?" He looked me up and down: "And look at all that fat on you, don't tell me you came from our family!"
With a full head of white hair, Wang Ruiming listened to Wang Shouren's reprimand with a smile.
There's nothing wrong with that. Being able to hear your father scold you at this age is, undeniably, a kind of happiness.
The saying "the older you get, the younger you become" isn't entirely wrong sometimes.
"Tomorrow is the Lunar New Year, what are your plans for today?"
"Go ahead and celebrate the New Year, you guys celebrate. I'm fine on my own. Don't do anything that spoils the fun." Wang Shouren waved his hand.
I got out of bed.
After Qin Jingru left, he had little attachment to this world. He made the same choice as the old man before him, and stopped practicing Tai Chi every day. Now, ten years have passed, and he has almost forgotten everything.
After his wife passed away, he was finally free of any worries.
The main problem is that these younger people are so annoying. They're always afraid of this and that, afraid that he'll fall or get hurt. How could he not know his own physical condition?
He's healthier than today's college students. Restricting his movement? Are you kidding me? Even the King of Heaven couldn't stop him. Anyone who could restrict him is probably in their coffin right now!
So he drove everyone away, leaving only a nanny to help tidy up the house.
Seeing this, the sons were also worried, so they took turns coming over to keep the old man company.
While keeping him company, Wang Shouren, having nothing else to do, sent Wang Siren away first.
This enraged Wang Shouren, who loudly berated Wang Siren for being unfilial. He then chased away the elderly men and women who wanted to stay with him, telling them, "If you want to come, fine, let the younger generation come. Don't let them die in my house; it's bad luck."
Wang Shouren, whose temper grew increasingly volatile, was someone no one dared to offend.
Everyone thought that this old guy was old and wouldn't bother with this or that anymore.
Who knew that a few years ago, this old guy would come out and give them a big surprise. To put it simply, someone has now infiltrated the Bald Eagle's ranks, reaching the very core. The old man directly sent that force out.
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