Restart the World

Xu Changan lived for forty-one years and achieved nothing. He hasn't been promoted in the advertising company for ten years, got married, had a daughter, got divorced, and his father passed away from lung cancer and he didn't even see him for the last time. I had a heart attack on New Year's Eve in a rental house. There was half a bottle of Erguotou and two cold dumplings on the table. There is only one word in my life - wait. Wait until your results come out before you think about your career, wait until you get promoted before changing jobs, wait until you have money before honoring your parents, wait until you are done with your work, then take your father for a checkup. Every time you wait, you pay a price. Open your eyes again, 2002. He was seventeen years old, sitting on the bed in the family courtyard of Yuanzhou No. 1 Middle School. The crack in the ceiling was still there. His mother was calling him to eat downstairs, and his father had a red pagoda stick in his shirt pocket, and his coughing sound was exactly the same as it was sixteen years later. Fifty-four days until the college entrance examination. Eighteen days until the World Cup begins. It has been sixteen years since my father was diagnosed. He remembers the major and minor events of the next twenty-four years—World Cup scores, domain name values, stock market trends, and turning points in housing prices. He is an advertising man, not a financial expert, but he has lived a lifetime and is a better judge of people than anyone else. This time, no waiting. I can't bear it anymore. Don't miss it. Take action when you need to take action, protect when you need to protect, make a lot of money when you need to, and never let go of the people you should love.