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Chapter 0620: A Wonderful Era

Rebirth of a Perfect Future · 第0620章 美好时代

In fact, Zhao Fusheng could understand Yu Feihong's mood, or rather, he could grasp why she was in her current state.

People have different friends at different stages of life; some can accompany you to the end, while others drop out along the way. For example, Wang Zhen, and the other friends Yu Feihong mentioned.

It has nothing to do with status, purely because the paths they take are different. At first, it doesn't feel like much, but as time goes on, they gradually realize that from a certain day onward, they have been drifting apart.

"I never noticed before, but now I feel that those so-called friends who spend all their time shopping, or figuring out how to catch a wealthy husband, are not my kind of people," Yu Feihong said, sitting across from Zhao Fusheng, holding a can of beer and taking a sip.

It was clear that she had been tired lately, to the point of venting to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled lightly: "When a person's thoughts begin to disconnect from society, troubles come one after another. Those who lag behind society are generally regarded as fools. And those who lead society, we usually call them saints or madmen."

"Ha, you mean I have to be a fool?" Yu Feihong raised an eyebrow and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Sis, none of us are qualified to be regarded as saints, and this era does not allow for so-called saints. Of course, being seen as a madman or fool is no fun either, so I think you should expand your circle."

"What do you mean?"

Yu Feihong was puzzled by Zhao Fusheng's words, not quite understanding his meaning.

Zhao Fusheng said calmly with a smile: "Only when a large group of people have higher intelligence than others does a person with a different idea not seem so strange. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yu Feihong tilted her head back, took a sip of beer, and looked thoughtful.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and also picked up his beer to drink.

He was the type who liked to start a fire but never put it out. His favorite thing was to light a spark, then turn and walk away, hiding nearby to watch the excitement. If someone was around, he didn't mind discussing the size of the fire with them, maybe even how to make it burn brighter.

But if he had to put out the fire, unless he could guarantee safety, he would never step into the fire scene.

"So, you want me to set up a foundation and build schools?" After a long while, Yu Feihong looked up at Zhao Fusheng and asked word by word.

"That's not exactly what I mean." Zhao Fusheng shrugged, his expression sincere: "Sis, you have to understand that what we're doing is good, but the problem is, we're essentially slapping many people in the face. After all, there are plenty of rich people, more than us, like fish in a river. Even in the entertainment industry, there are many more famous and wealthy than you. They don't do it, but you do. In our eyes, it's a gesture of goodwill; in their eyes, it's seeking fame."

"So, to avoid being hated, we have to expand the scope, expand the circle, and get more and more people involved. That way, no one will keep their eyes fixed on us."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Yu Feihong and spoke earnestly.

Deception is a disguise. We always think lies are easier to tell than the truth, that they can embellish our behavior. But in fact, this is wrong. Facts are facts; no amount of fancy language can hide the truth. So sometimes telling the truth earns respect.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng tell her everything, a smile appeared at the corner of Yu Feihong's mouth. To be honest, she liked the way and attitude with which Zhao Fusheng spoke.

It's not a big deal if a person does bad things; what's scary is when they do bad things with single-minded dedication. Even then, at least such bad people can be discovered, and once discovered, they are doomed. The most terrifying are those who do bad things under the guise of doing good. Because they do everything with righteousness, with overwhelming momentum, and even with reckless abandon.

Zhao Fusheng didn't want Yu Feihong to become that kind of person, because he had really met such people before, who hurt others in the name of doing good.

And the ones hurt knew nothing and were even grateful.

"Sis, listen to me. What we're doing now is a good thing. Your friends have their own ways of living. You can't force everyone to live like you, and you can't think that everyone who doesn't live like you is wrong." Zhao Fusheng looked at Yu Feihong sincerely and said, "Everyone has the right to choose their own way of life, just as everyone has the right to speak. We may look down on the lifestyle they choose, but we must defend to the death their right to choose their own lifestyle."

Zhao Fusheng didn't know how much Yu Feihong understood of his words. In fact, in the world he originally came from, many people understood this truth, but by the time they understood, they were already past thirty.

Power is really important. Sometimes it is the main force that determines the direction of the world.

Neither Zhao Fusheng nor Yu Feihong had strong power now, so they had no right to change anything. They could only do what little they could.

Zhao Fusheng had also experienced the confusion deep in Yu Feihong's heart. If he hadn't crossed the long river of time and space to come to the present, he might have lived out the rest of his life in decadence. But since everything was starting anew, Zhao Fusheng didn't mind making his life a little more exciting.

Obviously, Yu Feihong was convinced by Zhao Fusheng.

She herself was a very rational person. To put it bluntly, the smarter a person is, the more thoughts they have, because a smart person's mind turns too fast and can always fill in too much content.

Seeing Yu Feihong's relaxed brow, Zhao Fusheng let out a long breath.

Jiang Wen said he was a big talker, but Zhao Fusheng naturally refused to admit it. Speaking is a way, a skill. How to say things that satisfy others and also convince them—that is the most important ability.

Zhao Fusheng was sure that if Yu Feihong had confided her troubles to someone else today instead of him, that person might not have been able to convince her.

After all, Yu Feihong's insight and temperament were no longer the same as before.

People grow through experiences. Yu Feihong was like that, and Zhao Fusheng was the same.

"Fusheng, am I overthinking?"

After a moment of silence, Yu Feihong looked up and asked Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng nodded honestly: "Yes, you're overthinking a bit."

Given their relationship, he didn't need to beat around the bush. Besides, Yu Feihong wasn't stupid; she could naturally tell whether he was lying or telling the truth.

"You little rascal, can't you just say I'm not wrong..." Yu Feihong shot him a charming glare, snorted, and then laughed herself.

She naturally knew that Zhao Fusheng said those words to comfort her, but she had to admit that his words helped her untie many knots in her heart.

Yu Feihong herself was an extremely strong woman. Whether in mind or intellect, she was outstanding among her peers. In other words, if it weren't for being too smart, she might not have realized that the distance between her and her original friends was gradually widening.

This gap was not economic but spiritual.

Yu Feihong had always thought she was a relatively unconventional person in the entertainment industry, but now she found that she had become the representative of mavericks in others' mouths.

Many people didn't understand at all why Yu Feihong lived the way she did now.

Sometimes, when she was bored and thought about it herself, she didn't quite understand why things had turned out this way. But she felt that living like this now made her happier than before.

Especially when she saw the smiles on the faces of those whose fates had been changed by her help, Yu Feihong felt that perhaps it was not bad to keep working hard like this.

Of course, if that little brat by her side would worry her less, that would be even better.

Thinking of this, Yu Feihong's gaze fell on Zhao Fusheng, and she suddenly asked a question that made his face change drastically...