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Chapter 871 - 871 54 The Cruel Reality Destroys Your Personality_2

871: Chapter 54 The Cruel Reality Destroys Your Personality_2 871: Chapter 54 The Cruel Reality Destroys Your Personality_2 Cheng Daqi’s rhetorical question exerted great pressure on Zhao Hongjin.

This was a theological debate; perhaps Mr.

Cheng did not wish to face Zhao Hongjin’s harsh interrogation.

Perhaps he felt wronged, or maybe he was reluctant to admit he had made too many mistakes; in any case, he did not wish to become the so-called ‘sinner’ subject to moral judgment, and so he questioned.

Little Zhao was still the beautiful girl with peach blossom eyes, but her beauty now had an edge, no longer the tranquil growth within the ivory tower of her early days.

“Daqi, you can convince yourself, convince the ignorant, but you cannot deceive me!

In semiotics, language is defined as the most complex system of signs; the concept of a hero is not a commendatory term under a serious logical perspective, it is relative, just as you firmly believe!”

Are you a hero?

Whose hero are you?”

If we see the cultural and public opinion systems of modern humanity as a kind of disciplining machine, then people like Zhao Hongjin are natural rebels, their souls etched with disdain and opposition to the secular values of utilitarianism.

Under her questioning, Cheng Daqi was left speechless once again, and after a long while, Mr.

Cheng spoke.

“At least I am selfless!”

He could say this with full confidence, and this was also a significant reason he daringly stood before Zhao Hongjin again and involved her in his enterprise.

If Cheng Daqi were merely for personal accomplishments and benefits, he would not have come this far, nor would he confront Niusen head-on.

Niusen and people like Cheng Daqi had reached a tacit understanding, but Mr.

Cheng still relentlessly pursued, showing goodwill to Wolf, to Gru, to Eris, while Cheng Daqi astonishingly launched an attack on Niusen, his most critical opponent at this stage.

Why?

Cheng Daqi was certain that among all reasons, personal gain or loss was the least important!

“Look, Daqi, it’s not without reason that we once came together; you can also be a selfless person.”

Zhao Hongjin snorted with a laugh and sighed.

Indeed, their relationship as brief lovers was because they shared common traits.

Temir had a highly emotional character and also possessed the extreme rationality of a capitalist family heir, but at her core, she was extremely selfish.

She selfishly wanted to control Cheng Daqi; it had always been so from the beginning, which is why Mr.

Cheng was unwilling to break a certain balance in his relationship with Mi’er.

He and Mi’er are simply not the same kind of people.

“But, selfless idealists often brew the greatest tragedies.

You see, you’re so selfless that you can even disregard yourself, let alone others?

I’m worried that your predecessor might be the little mustachio, not someone else.

Have you thought about this, Daqi?”

Little Zhao cited a very special and extreme example; she was worried about her friend, who barely counted as human.

The definition of ‘Saint’ was originally religious and later extended to selfless people, the term used as a form of praise for them.

Such Saints share commonalities: they have extraordinary charisma and execution power.

Charisma comes from selflessness, while execution power comes from devout belief in oneself.

Cheng Daqi is indeed selfless; he cares not for shares, for cash, generously stuffing money into the hands of his subordinates, magnanimously conceding benefits to his partners, even considering Hyundai’s multibillion market value as nothing more than a tool to achieve his goals.

For just over two billion, Niusen tosses and turns, while Mr.

Cheng, who has blown up BEC’s market value and reputation, remains unfazed—how selfless he is!

Cheng Daqi believes even more in himself, whether it’s transcendentalism or First Principles, the core is the firm belief that one’s own strength can transcend practice to grasp the truth.

Cheng Daqi’s self is certainly strong; he has kowtowed to authority, abandoned morality for interests, but still sees himself as selfless and believes his hard soul is untainted.

Cheng Daqi is also convinced that he holds the truth, that he is the protagonist of the world, a savior through time, endowed with an informational advantage that no one else possesses.

However, all this, in Zhao Hongjin’s eyes, is nothing but a mess—Mr.

Cheng, you’ve complicated things!

“Are you perhaps too biased against me?

Today I was just discussing the prospects of the domestic new energy vehicle industry with these friends, nothing more, Ms.

Zhao?”

Cheng Daqi teased Zhao Hongjin with a smile.

The girl with peach blossom eyes smiled, resting her head on her hand, and with a wistful sigh, said.

“For the first time, you’ve started to avoid things.

Does this mean I have grown?”

Chengzong hesitated, not feeling the embarrassment of being exposed.

Such a sense of shame is actually a weakness, and Cheng Daqi didn’t want to have such a weakness.

He thought of something more abstract, unsure if he should say it.

“Actually, I blame myself even more now, seeing you as you are today, I realized, I threw a naked child into the mire.”

Zhao Hongjin was stunned, then she quickly responded with a smile of release, asking in return with a smile.

“Is this how you see me now?”

Time is just one type of measure, a person’s growth never just changes with time, Cheng Daqi knew, Zhao Hongjin had grown very fast.

“Ah Zhao, we’ve both changed.”

Looking at the leftovers on the table, for a moment, Cheng Daqi became absent-minded, wanting to detach that ridiculous soul from the numb body, to free his emotions and leave this painful vortex behind.

There are many ways to face oneself, and this is the cruelest.

He didn’t protect himself, that doesn’t matter, but he also didn’t protect the girl he loved, and that’s regrettable.

That day, at his happiest moment, he realized his mistake, but it was already too late.

“Yes, this cruel reality has destroyed your soul.”

The girl’s voice was soft, yet it struck Cheng Daqi’s heart like a heavy hammer, waking him from his delusions of escape.

Looking up, the girl sitting across the table had tears brimming in her eyes.

Why are my eyes filled with tears?

Because I love you deeply.

Their relationship was like fragile bubbles that easily burst, but their feelings were not just bubbles.

Yes, today Cheng Daqi is with his partners in the most developed areas of Hua Country looking for opportunities, in the posture of a victor, looking spirited, seeming soon to make a real name for himself.

Cheng Daqi and his friends talked about Niusen, talked about California, Zhao Hongjin is very smart, she understood, Cheng Daqi must have won in the turmoil in California.

But, dear boy, by what means did you beat those wolves?

“Hahaha, little Zhao, you’re still too young, what’s there to cry about?”

Cheng Daqi said with a forced smile as he stood up and sat down next to Ah Zhao, speaking in a jovial tone as if nothing had happened.

He didn’t want the story to linger in a sad rhythm, even if that sadness allowed him to feel his own existence being truly understood.

Temir doesn’t understand him, Wolf and those people even less so, the only person in the world who truly understands him is a nineteen-year-old girl, Cheng Daqi didn’t want this pressure to weigh on Zhao Hongjin.

It’s not very fair, after all, the path was chosen by himself, and whether or not anyone supports him, he would walk it on his own.

Zhao Hongjin covered her face, turned her back to Chengzong, not wanting him to see her like this.

She wanted to stay calm and indifferent till the end, but she found out that she really couldn’t, still moved by this person, which made her feel somewhat ashamed.

“And…

whatever cruel reality has destroyed my character, where did you read these words from, they’re so cheesy!”

“It’s not from a book!”

Ah Zhao’s voice was very low, even Chengzong, so close, couldn’t hear it clearly.

“What?”

“I said, have you eaten enough?”

“I’ve eaten enough…”

“Then hurry back and rest, I’m also going to rest, at most I’ll accompany you for one more day tomorrow, the day after tomorrow’s schedule can’t be delayed any longer.”

Cheng Daqi was taken aback for a moment, then replied.

“Alright!”