I Really Didn t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 663: Chapter 416: Striving for Oneself is More Important Than Anything Else (4800 words, seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)_1

“Fatty, listen to me.”

In the headquarters office of Summit Ventures North America Branch Company, Harrison Clark crossed his arms, looking at Ward Owen, who still had some dark circles under his eyes.

Ward Owen nodded, “Master, you say, I’m listening.”

“You have to change your mindset. We’re not striving to satisfy others, nor are we striving to avoid disappointing others.”

Building your struggle on the expectations of others, or on being remembered in history, is more likely to make you fall into despair.

Change your thinking, strive for yourself, only seek the perfect realization of your self-worth, and then you will have a clear conscience, regretless life.

Having a clear conscience and a regretless life may sound simple but, throughout history, few people can truly say they have achieved this.

The so-called ‘clear conscience’.

First, you must question your heart.

The true meaning of questioning your heart is to “question” your innermost thoughts, understand your true potential, only then can you carry out your will to the fullest, and maximize the value of creating civilization. Then, you will be at peace with the world.

This world is our heart.

As for a ‘regretless life,’ it means that when your life comes to an end, you can look back on every detail of your life without regretting any aspect.

As for how generations later will evaluate and summarize our lives, saying we didn’t do well enough, that’s just the opinions of others and doesn’t matter.

You should change the habit of always considering what others think of you. You should start from the perspective of self-realization and be responsible for yourself. Understand?”

Harrison Clark said a lot in one breath, not knowing how much Fatty could understand.

Since he decided to turn Fatty from a useless chess piece to an X-factor, whether for himself, for Fatty himself, or for the potentially existing self thousands of years later, or simply to help future generations prepare for battle, Harrison hoped that Fatty would do better and not just become the one who dragged everyone down.

Ward Owen replied loudly, “I know!”

“I hope you really do.”

Ward Owen clenched his fists again, “I will never let you, Master…”

Harrison squints his eyes.

Fatty immediately corrected himself, “I won’t let myself down as your disciple!”

“Good, your self-adjustment starts now.”

Harrison Clark communicated with Mr. Louie a few more times, begging him to keep a close eye on Fatty, or else he would die again.

Mr. Louie solemnly handed Harrison a document to look over.

Harrison had a brief look and expressed his admiration.

The world of the rich is truly corrupt.

For Fatty’s fitness plan, Chris Owen spent a million dollars a month to bring in a professional team.

The team comes from the Cleveland Institute of Sports Medicine, which has served as a specialist team for famous NBA players.

That’s not all; Fatty’s MBA program is more than just a simple application process.

Chris Owen spent a fortune to hire several experts in economics and business from the University of California, Berkeley, who were best at nurturing students, to serve as overseas business consultants for the Whale Group.

The consultants’ work had nothing to do with the Whale Group’s business, but they were directly Fatty’s personal think tank and tutoring team, indirectly serving only the Summit Ventures.

Chris Owen had only one purpose: not to miss the chance of Ward Owen, the only prodigal son, returning to the right path. Even if it meant using cramming education, he would have to teach the unproductive son to become a decent person and not to hurt Harrison’s overseas business territory.

Harrison was touched by the content of the document.

Another company’s boss spent his own money to train the person in charge of its overseas branch company?

What kind of humanitarian spirit is this?

The Buddha-like self-sacrifice would deserve a thumbs up, and even Dr. Norman Bethune would have to give a big thumbs up.

Harrison returned the document to Mr. Louie, “Please thank Mr. Owen for me.”

Mr. Louie was taken aback, “Huh?”

“Ahem, anyway, Mr. Owen’s arrangements are excellent, but we should still proceed with caution. His physical foundation is too poor.”

“Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Clark. I understand.”

After leaving the branch company, Harrison went to a teahouse on the street in Dawn Town, had some tea, and chatted with Harry to relax. He then went to George’s Chinese restaurant for dinner and displayed his impressive appetite.

Carrie Thomas, the granddaughter of George, who almost introduced Harrison to, said, “You should do a live stream of you eating. I’m sure you could make a lot of money.”

George’s granddaughter, with long braids, looked pure and lovely. She had also graduated from a prestigious university, and while the school was on break for a few days, she was helping out at the restaurant.

Harrison laughed, “Great idea! If I ever go bankrupt, I’ll make a comeback as a big eater on the show.”

The girl said, “When that happens, come to my family’s restaurant to eat. I’ll give you a discount and guarantee to help you make a comeback.”

Harrison looked at the girl’s sparkling eyes, “Thank you for your kindness, but no need for a discount.”

“Ok. I hope you…”

At that moment, Harrison took out his phone and called Carrie Thomas.

Connected.

Harrison deliberately used a sickeningly sweet tone, “Darling, how’s the new song coming along?”

Carrie shuddered at the other end of the phone, “Busy! Speak normally!”

Harrison didn’t care and continued, “Oh, almost done? I’m looking forward to it. Keep it up. You go on with what you’re doing.”

After hanging up, Harrison looked back at George’s granddaughter, “So, what were you saying just now?”