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You think that's "love at first sight"? Or even some kind of "soul resonance"? Come on. In that 0.1 second when you see the other person, your brain is actually doing two extremely cold-blooded things: First, scanning genes: Is this person's body good? Is their reproductive value high? Second, estimating financial reports: Does this person have enough resources? Is their risk resistance strong? All the "no feeling" translates to "overall score not passing." All the "feeling for him/her" translates to "high cost-performance ratio." We always love to put a layer called "fate" over raw survival i

Heaven has never been kind; only humans have eyes. The so-called "good will be rewarded with good, evil with evil" is the most exquisite placebo in this world. Its only purpose is to give the oppressed, plundered, and crushed weaklings a reason to put down their stones and obediently go home to sleep when faced with despair that cannot be changed. It tells you: "Don't worry, although you can't kill him now, Heaven will take care of him for you someday." So, the flock happily entrusts the right to revenge to a vague and intangible "Heaven's Way." But what is reality? Reality is "killing and ars

This is the standard process of the "robber turning into a gentleman." In this fame and fortune arena, no one's first pot of gold is completely clean. If you want to be a saint, you won't make money; if you want to make big money, you have to lock your conscience in the safe at critical moments. Marx once said that when capital comes into the world, every pore from head to toe is dripping with blood and filth. But the clever part is the step of "getting ashore." When you hold a hundred billion yuan in assets, the once cunning plunder and brutal suppression instantly turn into "decisiveness in

Robbing with a gun is called a "stupid thief." High risk, low reward, and you always have to watch out for the police. True top-tier robbers never wear masks; instead, they wear tailored suits, sit in front of floor-to-ceiling windows in the CBD, and "rob" using legal texts and complex mathematical formulas. What is financial harvesting? It’s packaging a bunch of trash, labeling it with AAA ratings, and then wrapping it in complex terminology to sell as "wealth management products" to middle-class investors who want to beat inflation. Did it blow up? Sorry, that’s "market risk." The disclaimer

The fastest way to grow is to push through it. All the opportunities in life are hidden within your fears. Even if you're trembling, you must go ahead. You can move forward while being afraid, because true courage is not the absence of fear, but to move forward despite it.

Poor people buy things that don't meet the criteria to add some freshness to their ordinary lives—buy a car, buy luxury items. To show off, they buy impulsively in picture one. Then they continue to fall into the endless cycle of working hard. In today's terms, it's like a donkey loaning itself a mill, and they keep working for a lifetime.

Most people's so-called "hard work" is actually using physical diligence to cover up lazy thinking. Every day, they exhaust themselves, looking at a packed schedule, and feel self-pity: "Look how hard I work, even God has to make way for me." Stop being naive. If you are on the Titanic, polishing the deck until it shines or arranging the chairs neatly is meaningless unless it helps you survive. If the direction is wrong, speed becomes a death sentence. Why do most people prefer to stay busy in poverty rather than pause for even five minutes to think? Because "blindly busy" provides a cheap sen

In any relationship (whether in the workplace or in emotional connections), whoever is dispensable holds the power. Why are you afraid to ask for a raise? Why are you afraid to refuse unreasonable demands? Because your subconscious is screaming: “If I leave here, I’m finished.” The scent of this fear, your opponent can smell from 800 meters away. At this moment, your Plan B is your oxygen tank. It doesn’t have to be perfect compared to Plan A, but it must truly exist. As long as it exists, you transform from a “lamb waiting to be slaughtered” into an “equal player.” The original “begging” beco

If "everyone thinks it's right," then this matter is basically not far from a "dead end." In this world ruled by the 80/20 principle, the truth is always in the hands of a few. If the majority could understand the trend, the wealthy would have become extinct long ago. What is the public's way of thinking? It is chasing gains and selling losses, herd mentality, and the desire to rush in whenever they see a queue. This linear thinking might have kept you alive in primitive society, but in a financial society, it is the standard "leek gene." To win, you must learn to be "perverted." When others a

The biggest chip on the negotiation table is never your eloquence, but your confidence to "flip the table at any moment." Why do bosses dare to exploit you? It's not because you're not doing well, but because they are sure that besides here, you have nowhere else to go. They bet that you are carrying a mortgage, afraid of losing your job, and dare not leave. When you have no Plan B, you're not negotiating, you're begging. All your patience and endurance are seen as "justified" by the other party. Remember: true strength is not about loudness, but about having that ticket in your pocket that ca

Are you still insisting on buying a house and a car with full payment just for a little interest, even if it means eating instant noodles? Congratulations, you have developed a perfect sense of being a “leek” (a novice investor). Old Zhang downstairs who runs a noodle shop, saves every penny from his teeth. If his business fails, he will lose everything, and his whole family will be left to fend for themselves. This is gambling with one’s life savings. The CEO in the CBD office building, burning millions of VC funds to market, using bank loans to pay wages, and delaying payments to suppliers f

You lose because you have too many dramas. You bang the table, glare, talk about feelings, complain about grievances, thinking you've shown your bottom line. The "poker face" guy in a suit across from you looks at you like he's looking at a snake pressed at its seven-inch point. You're angry, which means you've broken your defense; you're anxious, which means you're eager to close the deal; you're emotional, which means you have no chips left. For top hunters, every one of your emotions is a vulnerability you give away for free. As long as you still have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, you

Many people's lives are ruined by "just for fun." At the bottom level, they scroll through short videos, only seeking emotional stimulation, not logic. A few seconds of a satisfying point, feeding their thought process into a straight line, and they lose their ability to think, apart from silly smiles and rage. The middle level watches news, thinking they have grasped the big picture. In reality, it's all "processed products" that others have chewed up, seasoned, and fed to them. What you see is only what others want you to see. What are true experts doing? They are "gnawing on raw meat." They

"I can't afford it" is the most expensive anesthetic. It allows you to comfortably accept mediocrity, shrugging your shoulders: there's nothing you can do, it's just how life is. This isn't helplessness; it's "thinking and lying flat." With a single statement, you personally close the door to possibilities, then comfortably lie in the cradle of the "victim" and sleep soundly. Meanwhile, "How can I afford it" is a thorny whip. It lashes at your nerves, forcing your brain to overclock, to squeeze out potential, to find that seemingly impossible gap. The logic of the wealthy is extremely simple:

God will not arrange a VIP mortuary for you just because you have an extra 5 million in your bank account. Whether you are an emperor or a commoner, the final destination is the same small box, burned to ashes, no one is nobler than anyone else. Those who treat life as a “task” are the most exhausted. Afraid of making mistakes here, afraid of losing there, spending a lifetime carefully saving up those intangible points (money, fame). When the closing announcement sounds, you realize you’ve been busy lining up and didn’t even dare to ride the roller coaster once. True players never care about t

Don't believe in "hard work leads to wealth"; that's just an anesthetic used to stabilize the底层劳动力. Pure effort is not only cheap but also subject to diminishing marginal returns. You stay awake 24 hours a day to screw in screws, but you won't be able to buy a house in Beijing. Because your "effort" is linear growth; while the "era dividend" is an exponential explosion. The so-called "dividend" is essentially a high-speed elevator. You do push-ups in the elevator, thinking it's your physical strength that makes you go higher, but in fact, it's the elevator itself moving. And those who didn't g

Predators always walk alone; herds of cattle and sheep move in groups. You desperately squeeze into circles, smile politely, listen to nonsense, thinking this is "fitting in," but in reality, it's "spiritual suicide." To be accepted by that group of mediocrities, you must actively lower your intelligence, trim yourself to be plain and unremarkable, in exchange for a cheap sense of security. True evolution never happens under the noisy spotlight but in the dark where no one pays attention. Solitude is the incubator for the strong. When you feel that no one around understands you, or even that y

Why do vested interests love to say "peaceful times"? Because stability is the strongest moat for the wealthy. In a peaceful era with well-established rules, social classes are like being cemented in place—rigid and unyielding. Every upward path has a toll booth; every profitable track has a gatekeeper. No matter how hard you try, you're just spinning within the boundaries set by others. Only when the table is overturned and the rules fail do those who are barefoot dare to let go out of fear. At that moment, the barefoot have the chance to rush in and seize the chips. For the lower classes, ca

The world has prepared two sets of dictionaries for winners and losers. If you succeed, your frugality is called "thrift," your cunning is called "sophistication," and your ruthless methods are called "decisiveness." Under the spotlight, even if you fart, someone will analyze its composition overnight. If you fail, your ideals are called "daydreaming," your persistence is called "stubbornness," and all your efforts are called "futile fuss." No one has time to listen to how noble your original intention is. This is the naked reality: no one cares whether your methods are dirty or clean. The so-