Sunlight shone on the tender green grass.
A golf club swung, sending the little white ball whizzing into the distance. Cheers and applause rose at just the right moment, expertly playing along. Everyone present was delighted. It did not matter whether the shot was good; what mattered was knowing how to flatter one another. You praised me, I praised you, and everyone praised together—that was best.
The little disturbance in the distance drew no attention from the bosses.
After all, once one had enough assets, one's mindset naturally changed. They began dividing society into classes and could not be bothered to take unrelated trifles to heart.
The humiliated manager pointed at Zhen Bei and cursed through his walkie-talkie, red in the face as he summoned security.
One of the younger men could not bear it and kindly tried to dissuade him.
"Little brother, endure whatever you can. Take a step back and the sea is wide and the sky is vast. It isn't easy for any of us to come out and earn a living. Take a brother's advice—when it is time to lower your head, lower it."
Zhen Bei accepted the goodwill and nodded to show he understood.
There were reasonable people in this world, but there were also muddleheaded people who made trouble and threw their weight around. One could not expect everyone to be rational, nor could everyone take one step and calculate ten ahead like a master strategist. The hearts of ordinary people in society were complicated, brimming with all kinds of base flaws. The young man offered kind advice, while another middle-aged man glared fiercely and cursed.
Perhaps he knew how to read the room and wanted to flatter the manager; his words were remarkably similar.
"Is this a place you can come to? You