My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"I……"

Yang Feng was silent for a moment.

He seemed to know what Sima Shan was talking about.

“When different camps of opinion have conflicting interests that are irreconcilable, war is inevitable.”

Sima Shan said.

Yang Feng said in a low voice: "In fact, there must be someone who believes you."

"It's not necessary, and I don't want it to be necessary."

Sima Shan smiled and said, "Many people are no longer able to participate in the next war. I don't want to involve them. If we fail, they may be able to blame everything on others. Of course, they may encounter even more terrible things later. As for their support... we don't need that kind of thing."

"Wait, what do you mean by something more horrible?"

"I just said that if you go to see your daughter, you might understand."

Sima Shan answered calmly.

Yang Feng felt that these words sounded like they were spoken by the leader of Shanhe.

But it's not that real.

The Sima Shan he imagined might be a person with an extremely strong desire for power.

But now it seems that everything is different from what I thought.

"By the way, since you live in modern times, you must know about democratic voting, right?"

Sima Shan suddenly asked.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "Now many people think this is a manifestation of civilization. In fact, I thought you also have something similar."

"There are some, but the scope is not large. We will only seek votes with equal information. We will not let people from all over the country vote too much."

Sima Shan narrowed his eyes and said, "There is a rule in the mountains and rivers. Do you know what it is?"

"No...don't know."

"After a mission fails, the leader is usually executed because of his wrong decision."

Sima Shan continued, "There was a naive leader before, he was a mid-level leader. At the last moment when he was unsure, he chose to vote with his subordinates to choose a plan."

"What's the end?"

"The mission failed, but he came back. From your perspective, whose fault is this?"

Sima Shan asked.

Yang Feng thought for a while, and finally said: "This decision was made by their final vote, so I think although he is responsible, others should also be responsible, right?"

"No, he was still fully responsible and was eventually executed."

Sima Shan said lightly.

Yang Feng's expression changed, and he said, "This doesn't seem so fair."

"You are wrong. This is exactly what fairness is."

Sima Shan shook his head and said, "He is the leader. His natural responsibility is to lead his team to complete the mission and return to the organization."

"But his final decision was chosen by everyone in the team voting."

“But are the people who vote with him really equal?”

Sima Shan asked back.

Yang Feng paused again.

He was silent for a moment, then seemed to understand something.

"Do you think he's shirking his responsibility?"

Yang Feng understood.

Sima Shan smiled and said, "You are indeed very smart, but this is the fact. Because he is the commander, he has more resources than his subordinates, he knows more intelligence about the opponent, and he is more aware of the strength of the enemy and our situation."

"That's right... In this situation, his men are like half-blind men."

"Half-blind... that's a good phrase."

Sima Shan smiled and nodded, saying, "In this case, as a leader with more resources, more intelligence, and stronger capabilities, he cannot choose to let these members who are far inferior to him vote and judge, because that is essentially a shirking of responsibility."

"..."

Yang Feng was silent.

Sima Shan's logic is clear.

As the leader of the Shanhe organization, choosing to vote essentially means giving up his own decision. Even if he might know which decision might be more correct, he still gave up and passed the responsibility to ordinary members.

"I think you now understand why we don't explain it to others."

Sima Shan guessed a lot from Yang Feng's expression.

Yang Feng also gradually fell silent.

He understood Sima Shan's thoughts and why Shanhe acted in this way.

"Then why are you talking to me about this?"

Yang Feng asked the topic that he was most concerned about.

If we only talk about strength, I'm afraid he can't be Sima Shan's opponent at all, even though he is different from before.

Sima Shan smiled and said, "Because you have what I need now."

"what?"

"You just said that the Shanhe Organization has indeed been having a lot of troubles during this period. This is true even if the organizational structure is tight. And the situation is turbulent now, and I don't want them to have such problems."

Sima Shan said, "You have a very good vision and a good sense of the overall situation. Most importantly, I like your character very much. It is a character that does not use bright means, but sticks to its original intention."

"you……"

Yang Feng didn't expect Sima Shan to know him so thoroughly.

Even Yang Feng himself could not give such an evaluation of himself.

Sima Shan did not look at Yang Feng's expression. He just sat on the ridge of the field with him like a calm old man.

The sun gradually set.

His eyes were fixed on the distant mountains, watching the sun set little by little.

"The sun has set..."

When Sima Shan saw the sun setting, he seemed to have aged a few years in an instant.

Even if it's just a shell.

Yang Feng looked into the distance and said, "It will rise again tomorrow, over and over again."

"Yes, it goes on and on... We have become accustomed to the stability that repeats itself over and over again, but no one knows when the sun will stop rising."

Sima Shan seemed to have some feelings.

Yang Feng looked at him and suddenly said, "If you don't see the sun one day, it just means it rained that day."

"Hahaha, you're right."

Sima Shan burst into laughter.

He finally stood up at this time.

The body was a little hunchbacked, but that didn't have much of an impact on Sima Shan.

"Although I don't like the owner of this body, I am willing to listen to you and take him back home..."

Sima Shan didn't say anything else and walked back into the village step by step.

Until the moment it reached the doorstep of a house, the body suddenly fell down at the doorstep, causing the family members inside to rush out in a hurry.

As Yang Feng watched this scene, he felt even more deeply touched.

He is a little shaken now.

It must be said that although Sima Shan's words were gentle and calm, they were like a knife stabbing into Yang Feng's heart.