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The reason why they didn't completely resign was because they had prepared it along with the rest of the staff. If they did so, then if the Polytechnic Academy was established, they would be able to combine all of their work together.

If they were to resign, then whatever good thing happened in the future would have nothing to do with them.

Qing Ming took the train back to his hometown. Looking at the scenery that flashed past his window, his heart was filled with emotion.

Shen Qingming thought back to the time when he fled from his hometown with his luggage. He thought back to all the things he had experienced in his hometown, and the people he had worked with back then in this small Northeast city. Shen Qingming felt that this was just like a movie.

The car stopped, and they got closer and closer to their hometown. This time, Qing Ming did not tell Wen Jun that he wanted to give Wen Jun a surprise.

During the long train journey, Qingming seemed to be recalling the events that had occurred since college, all the way to his internship, and then to the magazine, and then to this technical school, where he had a staff member.

Every step he took seemed very good to the onlookers. It was as if he caught up with the idea every step of the way, as if he had always been assisted by a noble.

Yes, everything seemed to be fine, but only Qing Ming himself knew what he felt. He was just like the others said, like a fly lying on the glass. He seemed to have a bright future, but he just couldn't find any way out.

For this, Qingming was a little distressed.

As the train was still moving forward, a young man around the age of twenty came to the bed from the opposite side, looking like a student.

Qing Ming was bored and started chatting with him.

Through chatting, he found out that this young lad was called Fu Yue. He was a freshman college graduate this year. After graduation, he planned to walk around and look for a job.

"Go around and look for a job?"

"Yeah, is something wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with that, but in my logic, I'm just looking for a job and walking around."

"It was so hard to finish all these years of studying, but I didn't walk around. It was all thanks to my panic. "Work? If there's something suitable, then do it for a period of time. If it's not suitable, then move on to the next place."

"If you don't work, how are you going to get the money to walk around and feed yourself?"

"You can earn money by writing travel notes. If that doesn't work, then just focus on what's important at home."

"You're already a graduate of a university, and yet you still ask for money from your family. Do you feel embarrassed?"

"Embarrassed? "Hah, big brother, you're so funny, my parents have plenty of money, even if I don't work in my entire life I won't die of hunger. I'm just going out for a walk and looking for a job is my interest, if I want to, I can go to work right away. I can choose any government agencies, institutions, foreign businesses, and my own family's businesses."

Listening to Fu Yue's words, Qing Ming finally understood what he meant by that sentence. The meaning was that true freedom isn't something where you can do whatever you want. The true freedom is when you don't want to do anything, and you don't have to do anything.

Thinking about how he and the present Fu Yue had repeatedly met, that he had repeatedly met with difficulties, that in the end, it was because no one lacked money. Nowadays, the relationship between people and money was mutually reinforcing, there were people who naturally had connections, and with connections, money would naturally seek connections, money could use money to establish relationships, thus there would be capital for connections, and with connections, the more money one earned, the more capital for connections, and the bigger the network of connections would grow.

It's like rolling a snowball. As long as you have a snowball in your hand, with a little skill, your snowball will get bigger and bigger. But if you have nothing in your hand, then you are destined to never catch anything.

After so many years of toiling away and killing himself, he still ended up with nothing. At the end of the day, there was still no one who did not have money to cause trouble for him.