Sisters, I'm sorry I have to wrap this up now. The rest of the content will be presented as an outline.

Anyway, almost no one reads it, I can't make any money, and I really can't keep going, so I have to end it quickly.

To reach the 1000-word mark, I will connect the previous part and supplement it. You can read the rest of the rambling or grumbling if you wish.

Seeing that Fu Qingyang was throwing a childish tantrum again, Yang Xue sighed and said helplessly:

"I told you long ago, this isn't about money."

"Money can solve problems efficiently, but it is not the only way to solve them."

"My goal in this matter has always been to do something, not to completely solve anything."

Fu Qingyang still couldn't understand after listening to Yang Xue's description.

After all, for a businessman, the most efficient way to solve problems and maximize profits is through his mindset.

I don't quite understand...

Solve these problems, and you can go home sooner, and they can start living a better life sooner. Isn't that a good thing?

"And then what happens after the problem is solved?"

"What do they need to do, accept your favor humbly, and then lie down and do nothing?"

"And how do they view this matter internally? Is it all due to luck or hard work...?"

Seeing Yang Xue's imposing aura, Fu Qingyang explained somewhat timidly:

I'm sorry, it was my fault for making you unhappy.

I just hope you can come back soon.

Yang Xue sighed deeply:

"Qingyang, I'm not unhappy, I'm just emphasizing my stance!"

"Perhaps, under your protection, my life can be quite good, but it's only in terms of quality of life."

"What I want to do now is not only myself, but also a mother, a teacher, and a mentor to my sisters."

As Yang Xue spoke, she looked at the dimly lit hill under the moonlight and continued:

"Those teachers had no money, yet they still exerted their initiative and did the greatest things."

"While it cannot change the current dire situation, it carries on a burning belief."

"And you, although you can easily solve everything, lack a passionate heart."

"That's very impolite of you!"

Fu Qingyang listened to Yang Xue's description and fell into a long silence.

The reason he cared about Yang Xue and liked her was not only because of her special background, but also because of her personality.

She is the only woman in the world who dares to rebel against herself and tell herself the truth.

When he was close to her, Fu Qingyang felt a comfortable and pleasant feeling.

That's the feeling of being alive.

I... I think I understand what you mean.

We all want to leave our mark on this world, but we shouldn't erase others' footprints just because we want to see our own.

Right...?

After being lectured by Yang Xue, Fu Qingyang, who was usually cold and domineering, became surprisingly sober and began to reflect on and examine himself.

Seeing that Xiao Fu's attitude was good, Yang Xue felt much more at ease.

"How could I dare to teach you, President Fu? Everyone says I'm the golden phoenix you've nurtured. If I offend you, it wouldn't be good if I got fired."

Yang Xue teased Fu Qingyang again, and the other side remained silent once more.

However, Fu Qingyang quickly gave a new reply:

I support you. Take good care of yourself.

If you need help, please let me know immediately.

.....

Trash talk:

Posting it in your social circle might not get noticed or seen by anyone.

I'm sorry, but perhaps because the subject matter wasn't engaging enough, or perhaps because my writing was flawed, I simply couldn't continue.

If Tomato dares to give me even a little bit of it, I will try my best to stick with it.

Unfortunately, its algorithm is human-machine, and in its eyes, what I wrote was indeed terrible.

I apologize to the readers who have followed this far; my rambling plot comes to an end here.

I disdain using AI to perfunctorily complete the subsequent plot; that would be disrespectful to me and my readers.

Later, I will briefly explain the outline so that everyone can understand how I designed the plot.

I don't want it to end badly.

Regardless of whether the plot is good or bad, I have thought about it carefully; I can only say that my skills are lacking.

I really hate to part with this novel; I've finally made it this far.

The protagonist's journey is still long, and I haven't even written the emotional scenes of the family of three in detail yet.

I only earned a maximum of 25 yuan a day from this book... I persisted in writing even when I only earned two or three mao a day.

I have never asked anyone for tips. First of all, I know that my writing is so bad that I don't deserve it.

Secondly, the fact that you're reading my novel is already the biggest support you can give me. Besides, I'm not that miserable yet; I just want to vent my anger and prove those who mocked me wrong.

I still can't get rid of this tattered long gown, just like Kong Yiji's.

Tomato, I hate you so much! If only you had given me even a chance, let me see how big my stage is! (Of course, there's nothing I can do about the garbage I wrote!)

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