Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Chapter 595: Chapter 388 The Path to the Future

The New Year was just around the corner.

Many out-of-towners had received a sizable pre-New Year paycheck.

Some were discussing which goods to buy for the New Year, and many more simply chose to gamble for a chance to win big.

Saying they would head home the moment they won a hundred thousand or so.

In the Super Restaurant for Out-of-towners, there were many who sat in circles talking about this all day long.

Chen An’an didn’t understand what was so fun about gambling, but she knew that nine out of ten gamblers end up losing.

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Because those who gambled frequently were often heard complaining about their recent losses with expletive-laden rants.

She didn’t get why they kept playing despite always losing.

Especially when their salaries weren’t that high to begin with.

With some curiosity, she even asked Shen Youwei to accompany her to a casino to see for herself.

It was quite natural for someone of her status to come across casinos.

It was all down to her own perspective on gambling.

After giving it some thought, Shen Youwei decided to send a message to An’an’s father in advance, believing a casino was not a good place.

And An’an was still so young; it might not end well for her.

Chen Pingsheng advised her to stick with An’an during her visit.

In Xiangjiang’s Macau, there were many large and small gambling halls, and a variety of VIP rooms, and even gambling boats made for a dazzling spectacle.

Upon entering, Chen An’an initially exchanged for one hundred thousand in chips and predictably lost them all quite quickly.

She then swapped another one hundred thousand, and this time her luck was marginally better.

But still, she lost it all within a few hours.

There she also saw many familiar faces from the Out-of-towners Restaurant, intensely focused with widened eyes.

The value of their chips wasn’t significant.

Chen An’an went to get another one hundred thousand, not really finding gambling enjoyable, mainly because winning or losing a bit of money seemed rather inconsequential to her.

Winning one hundred thousand was meaningless.

Winning a million would only make her happy for a moment.

Even winning ten or twenty million, aside from having to put down that much money herself, wouldn’t bring her much joy even if she won.

The thrill of gambling was, to her, as low as it could possibly be.

After playing for two days, she still couldn’t understand why those people enjoyed gambling so much or why they would give away the money they worked so hard to earn every month.

It was Fat Madam who told her the answer, “Miss, you don’t have the desire to win money, so of course you don’t find it amusing or thrilling.

But it’s different for them; they’ve lost a lot in the past, some are trying to recoup their losses, while others put their chance to change their fate on gambling, and there are many who dream of winning a million overnight to go home and get married.”

That’s the mindset of the veterans, while the novices start with the attitude of just giving it a try.

If they win ten or twenty thousand, they leave and then come back again.

Over time, they fall deeper into it.

The reason most people prefer living in cramped rooms while still spending their money there lies in their hope against the odds.

And this hope, in a casino, almost always results in more losses than wins.

Life often involves gambling, whether it’s starting a business or quitting a job.

Some wins rely on hard work, while others are pure gambles.

Fat Madam thinks that the big boss sending his daughter there might be to help her realize the true nature of gambling.

Poor people come with their meager chips, hoping to accumulate capital at the gambling tables.

And then there are the middle class who follow the rise but not the fall, speculating on ever-rising property prices and leveraging on investments in real estate.

Hoping to climb the social ladder through property.

As for what the upper class and the rich are betting on?

Chen An’an couldn’t figure it out and decided she would have to ask her father.

Chen Pingsheng didn’t give her a straight answer but handed her a book titled “Historical Turning Points…”

He told her to find the answer in there herself.

For most people, they can only exchange their meager salaries for chips, thereby gaining capital for gambling.

And this type of gambling, as Chen An’an witnessed, held no chance of luck; in the long run, they were all losers.

There’s another kind of gamble, and that’s entrepreneurship.

The chances of success are similarly abysmally low, with three to five years passing by without a turnaround, and some even end up with their families torn apart.

Winning is the only way to enjoy everyone’s cheers.

And at their level, what then do they gamble on?

The answer is the path the nation will take in the future.

That is, they are gambling on the nation’s destiny, planning ahead on the road that the nation will travel, thus transcending the status of a mere businessman.

From business to politics, from politics to commercial operations.

The relationship between these two is inseparable. To truly inherit the great enterprise, she, Chen An’an, must understand the key factors involved.

Like Mr. Ma’s criticism at this time, it’s untenable – doing nothing would make one no better than meat on someone else’s chopping block.

Equally untenable.

Whether to gamble or not to gamble, both represent a struggle in how one conducts themselves in the world.

Only by understanding these business arrangements of her own family, can she, Chen An’an, truly have a chance to become a qualified successor.

The over one hundred billion invested in Tengfei New Energy was a bet on the car industry after the turning point of housing prices.

Once new energy vehicles become the focal point of national support, even replacing real estate as a pillar industry.

Then their family’s business status will leap forward, rising to an entirely new height.

And Tengnong Breeding’s gamble is not merely on charity.

It’s also on the new path of agriculture that the nation will take in the future. Relying on individual planting or family farming on so many wastelands will undoubtedly not lead to development.

In the future, it’s very likely, just like the Americans, that either large farm owners will emerge or the state will step in to retake control of agriculture.

Regardless of which it is, Tengnong Breeding has hit on this point.

Its true value won’t be reflected in three or five years, but in eight or ten.

The nation cannot possibly give up on agriculture and breeding.

By that time, the value and significance of Tengnong Breeding will be perfectly manifested.

And this is what Chen Pingsheng is betting on, the road the nation will take in the future. @@novelbin@@

Steadfastly acting as one who adds bricks and mortar on this road, Tengying Group will truly stand firm.

To want two hundred million each year to spend carelessly by the year 2018, this is her final hurdle.

It’s impossible for Chen An’an to understand this problem quickly; if she can grasp it within three or five years, or even before graduating from university, she would be a person of great talent.

Able to possess the qualifications to inherit the family business or even the group.

January of 2018 passed quietly in this way.

Chen An’an spent more than a week working hard at an outlanders’ super restaurant, witnessing all kinds of bottom-tier people.

There were frustrated youths, and large groups of gamblers who, despite thirty days of hard work, would regress to square one in just one night.

There were also elderly people who longingly remembered the Jianghu era and wished for another five hundred years.

All these people living together in pigeonhole apartments, enacting endless sorrow within the cramped quarters.

A gathering of many lives, interwoven like a dream.

An indescribable heartache, endless worldly affairs.

Even establishing the outlanders’ super restaurant here could not truly improve their lives.

The money saved either goes to the gambling hall or is spent on women.

Of course, there are also some women who frequently visit here with their children to improve their lives.

It’s still charity at the end of the day, only that such kindness is short-lived.

It doesn’t carry too much significance.

Because it doesn’t change the most terrible illness in this world, which is poverty.

Just like the people here who like to try their luck at the gambling hall after receiving their salary.

They all live without thinking about tomorrow, or perhaps it’s more accurate to say that they live every tomorrow within today.

Still repeating the tedium and monotony of the present.

While alive, perhaps the only time they feel alive is that fleeting moment waving their meager wages in the gambling hall.

Gambling, after all, is not supposed to be used in such a way.

At the end of January, Chen An’an also made a heartfelt wish.

Hoping that in this magnificent Huaxia, there would be no more people suffering from a cruel fate.