"It's like eating. If people don't know whether they will live or die tomorrow, they will definitely eat all the food today. But if they are sure they can live in peace in the next few years, they will start to store food, trade food, and produce goods. This is another role of strict laws. They cannot let personal will change the rules from day to day, but let ordinary people and capital have a reliable expectation and create wealth with peace of mind."
"The laws are sound, stable, and expectations are controllable... The whole country will usher in a feast of wealth. In a few decades, basic survival needs such as having enough food and clothing may no longer be a worry for people, and personal realization will be the biggest concern."
"That world no longer needs people like Dad. As the saying goes, as long as saints live, thieves will never die. That's the truth."
At this point, Fang Zhengyi seemed to remember something and raised his eyebrows. "But I guess the masses always have the habit of creating gods. I'm afraid the fools of later generations won't let me go. What Dad cares about most in his life is his own humanity and emotions. Only this most simple humanity can transcend history and let people know that the past and the present are one. No one is perfect, and any image of a god will eventually be shattered, and it must be shattered."
"What's the difference between worshipping me as a god and whipping my corpse... When I die, I must disguise myself and satisfy their wishes first, and then in the grave, I will use the dirtiest and most vulgar words to curse these bitches who have no thoughts, no opinions, and who have no ability but rely on their ancestors to save their reputation... Finally, one day, I will stab them in the heart and teach them what it means to be a gangster..."
Seeing his father talking happily, Fang Chenyu was stunned.
"Dad...you...this..."
Fang Zheng couldn't help laughing and put down his chopsticks with deep emotion. He looked at his son with a suddenly serious expression and spoke earnestly.
"No kidding, let's get back to your question. Why did Dad put all the pressure on me... It's simple, because only Dad can do this, and only Dad has the ability to do it."
"Many times when I woke up from a dream, I vaguely saw someone waving at me. The person's face was very blurry, and I was puzzled... But as the world changed, the face gradually became clearer, and I finally saw his face clearly." Fang Zhengyi's eyes were slightly yellow, and watery.
Fang Chenyu asked nervously, "Who is he?"
"Seeing his father reminded me of the first day he came into this world, and I realized that perhaps everyone comes into this world with a destiny, and that today is the destiny that his father should gladly accept."
"That person is me...my future self."
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