Just as he was thinking how pitiful his father, the Emperor, was, he heard his mother say, "The Emperor faces a difficult task in making his decisions. But in turn, he is never the one being judged. He alone holds the power of choice; the fate of all rests on his every whim. And every one of those people, well, they are all desperate to sit in his position."
'Being a boss isn't easy; they can rack up astronomical debts an ordinary person could never imagine.
But are the people who keep rushing to start their own businesses fools?
The biggest mistake a worker can make is to feel sorry for their boss, to empathize with them. It's like being a traitor to the working class.'
"But just keep what I told you to yourself. Don't mention it to anyone, especially not your father."
Jiang Xian pinched his little cheek.
Zhao'er nodded earnestly, his voice childish yet firm. "This is a secret between you and me, Mother!"
'He and his mother were number one. His father could be number two.'
