Industrial Fanatic: I Can See into the Next Thirty Years

Chen Mancang lived a "standard" life in his life. Studying in a standard way, taking out a loan in a standard way, and in that heavy rain, I lost my life on the threshold of forty years old in order to save a client who didn't actually need it. Before closing his eyes, he thought to himself: I'm so tired, I won't come back in the next life. But when I opened my eyes, it was the midsummer of 1998, and the cicadas were so noisy that I wanted to curse. Eighteen-year-old Chen Mancang stood in front of his crush's desk, still holding in his hand the love letter that was wet with sweat and humbled into dust. In this life, Chen Mancang no longer wants to be that "standard" part. He casually folded the love letter into a paper airplane and flew it toward the sunset outside the window while the entire class watched in astonishment. "I don't want to express my feelings anymore. I no longer want to be the richest man, and I don't want to get involved anymore." "In this life, I just want to find the self that I have lost for twenty years."