For safety.
To avoid uncontrollable factors.
On the way from school to home, Tang Qing no longer rode his electric car. In just these two weeks, he had sent over ten people away and made sure that at least four groups returned to nature's embrace ahead of time.
He hadn't thought.
That he, a "fat sheep," would be so targeted, with people always thinking they could take a bite and making what they believed were flawless plans, thinking they could thereby get rich and reach the pinnacle of life.
But.
Their teeth weren't that great.
They broke their teeth.
...
Back in the vehicle.
"Tangtang, entrepreneurship is tough."
Tang Qing pulled Lin Jiaxue into his embrace.
"Of course, on the entrepreneurial path, out of a hundred entrepreneurs, fewer than three percent survive beyond three years, and less than one percent persist and stand out."
"Is the entrepreneurship environment that bad now?" Lin Jiaxue asked.
Tang Qing shook his head.
