Cyber Ghosts

Chapter 21: Who said I was watching freedom?

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According to the usual practice, Zhang Chihang cast a glance at Liu Shuai, and sat up from the sofa: "Who says I'm Guan Zizai?"

"I am—" He said and wrote three large characters on the table: "'Guan' is comfortable"

"Guan Zizai?"

I looked at the three words on the coffee table, and seemed to feel something, but I couldn't say it out, so I had to look at Zhang Chihang.

The smile on Zhang Chihang's face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and there was a faint chill: "Those who watch freedom, watch the sufferings of the world, all living beings are liberated, and gain great freedom. Those who shut down freedom, close the five senses, and gain great freedom."

"I've learned a lot this time!" I was a little disappointed and angry, and laughed, "What do you mean by closing the five senses? Doesn't that mean hiding in your own world, just caring about your own comfort, and not caring about the suffering of sentient beings? Then I burn this incense. What's the use? What's the use of my worshiping Bodhisattva? What's the use of my wishing?"

Liu Shuai saw the intensity of what I said, and pulled me to signal not to say any more. How could I not say that the purpose of coming to Guan Zizai was to save Zhou Yuan and Yan, but after tossing for so long, he turned out to be a person who has closed the five senses. How can I save people

"Is this the first time you know that burning incense is useless, worshiping Bodhisattvas is useless, and making wishes is useless?" Zhang Chihang laughed and looked at me sharply.

I couldn't help being taken aback, and after thinking about it carefully, what he said made sense.

Seeing me shut up, Zhang Chihang continued to ask, "Have you read the Tao Te Ching?"

"I'm going?" Liu Shuai was stopping me, and he couldn't help asking when he heard this sentence, "Aren't you a Buddhist Bodhisattva? Why do you still read Taoist classics?"

"Don't Chinese people read 'Shakespeare'?" Zhang Chihang looked at Liu Shuai, "Have you all forgotten how terrible it is to be closed to the outside world?—Let's not talk about this, let me ask you, there is a sentence in the "Tao Te Ching": , there is benevolence and righteousness; when wisdom comes out, there is great hypocrisy; when relatives are not in harmony, there is filial piety. How do you understand this sentence?"

"..." This time Liu Shuai stopped talking. Books like the "Tao Te Ching" are indeed relatively obscure to modern people. Even if they occasionally put out a few sentences to put on airs, it is the first volume: "Tao can be said to be very good." up.

Seeing that Zhang Chihang was likely to ridicule Liu Shuai, I quickly took over the words. After all, I had read some of them by chance: "This sentence is that I use a dialectical method to look at the world. What he wants to express is that the more you express, the more important it is Maybe something is missing, such as—"

"No need, that's the reason, what's missing is what you call. The old man is really wise." Zhang Chihang looked at the ceiling and smiled, "So think about it, why would someone say that a certain temple is particularly spiritual? It's because most It doesn't work at all, there are so many temples that don't work, so many people worship, why do I have to show my spirit?"

"Can you still understand it in this way?" I couldn't help saying, but I had to admit that he was right.

Zhang Chihang sneered, "Do you know what university and major I am in this life?"

I rub it, the Bodhisattva is still in college? I was a little messy, Liu Shuai was as confused as I was, and subconsciously asked, "Which one?"

"Dual master's degree in financial management and law from an Ivy League joint school." Zhang Chihang was quite proud, "Green Master Pan's proud disciple, otherwise, why do you think I can get the shareholder position of the world's top fashion magazine by myself? It's nothing to save me The rich man is in danger? Why should I earn money that I can't spend?"

Damn, I'm starting to believe that "that's all" is really his catchphrase...

"Who is Green Master Pan?" Liu Shuai didn't know much about this, "Which fellow Taoist?"

Zhang Chihang was dumbfounded.

I replied: "The former chairman of the Mi Fed, um, the Mi Fed is" I scratched my head, "the central mother of the U.S."

"What does Yang Ma do?" Liu Shuai continued to ask, this time Zhang Chihang turned his head to look at his "clean glass bottle", pretending not to know Liu Shuai.

It's no wonder that the occupation and learning of this Chi Hang are indeed too broad. I thought about it, and continued to explain to Liu Shuai: "Yang Ma is responsible for managing currency issuance, formulating interest rate strategies, macroeconomics, preventing and defusing financial risks, and through deposit reserves and other means—"

"Speak human words" Liu Shuai yawned and interrupted me.

I was speechless: "The one who prints money."

"Damn it, bullshit!" Liu Shuai's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhang Chihang with envy. Zhang Chihang was uncomfortable being watched by him, and it suddenly occurred to him that Liu Shuai might have misunderstood him, so he quickly said, "I'm just Mr. Disciple, I don't know how to print money!"

"Hey, hey" Liu Shuai was smart this time, picked up his phone, and searched for "Ivy Zhang Chihang"

"Don't bother." Zhang Chihang glanced at it, "These days, it's not a skill to make you find it, but it's a great skill to make it impossible for you to find it."

Sure enough, there was not a single message. It's not that there is no relevant information, but the result is zero...

Zhang Chihang is right. I have been working on the Internet for so many years. It is not difficult to find hundreds of millions of search results. The difficulty is that there are none. In today's information explosion era, it is almost impossible.

"From the perspective of the basic model of macroeconomics." Zhang Chihang looked at the two of us who were staring at each other, and frowned, "Come on, I guess your economics classes in your university are all played cards in the dormitory. Let me put it simply, If each pilgrim's wish and incense money are fixed, and the number of my appearance and helping them fulfill their wishes is not positively related to it, that is to say, the two curves have nothing to do with each other, then in this model—"

Zhang Chihang waved his hand, and the water in the cup formed a foggy wall in the air, showing two curves on the surface. Liu Shuai and I stared blankly at this so-called Guan Zizai who told us the story of pilgrims making wishes and fulfilling wishes using economic principles. Relationship, this is no longer an inconceivable problem, but it is precisely because such a person speaks out that we feel hopeless.

How desolate would it be if people knew that the incense money they put down in the wishing box was counted in this way every time

"So I just need to take a minimum point in these data to ensure that the random wish is achieved and the total investment of the pilgrims is in a good dynamic balance." Zhang Chihang ended with this sentence. I don't know if Liu Shuai understands it. Anyway, I didn't. Understand.

"But, shouldn't everyone's wishes come true? After all, they all worship you," I said struggling.

"Haoning little cutie" Zhang Chihang looked at me with a smile, this name is so disgusting that I want to die, "Let me ask you, if everyone burns incense and makes a wish, is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Of course—" I blurted out, but stopped, yeah, who would work hard if everyone could make wishes come true

"You still don't understand? Look at my wish records." Zhang Chihang waved his hand, let me show you what wishes the pilgrims have made, and the curve of the water mist turned into a table. I am numb to the behavior of this ancient and modern Bodhisattva today, but when I hear someone else's wish, I still close my eyes subconsciously.

"Isn't it ineffective to know other people's wishes?"

"Hey, you are stupid, the person in front of us has the final say whether it works or not," Liu Shuai patted me on the shoulder.

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