Chapter 199: On the Psychological Struggle

Very much:

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On the question of how to figure it out.

I think you convinced me.

First of all, I wasn't the one who made you decide to invest in this private placement, and it wasn't you who made me join this fund.

You said that you put a sum of money in a black box, and you thought that you would live in fear for a few years, but with me, you don't have to worry.

You said that the restricted partners have no say in the fund, and if I look at it, it is more clear that even if they die, they will die.

From these descriptions of yours, your requirements are not high, and they are completely within my reach.

Secondly, this is a private equity fund under Ian's name, and the person who needs to be responsible for the fund's income is Ian, not me.

I just have to think about it the other way around, I do the data model for the fund.

My analysis probably doesn't have the energy to protect Ian's fund.

But it can certainly help avoid some of the risks.

It's actually quite easy to figure it out.

You didn't pay me a salary, but I want to help you make money, and I should be the one who suffers.

I think you probably think that I hesitated because I didn't want to change my direction to work for your family.

In fact, I've long accepted the fact that I'm likely going to have to work for you for the rest of my life.

If I could really live like this for the rest of my life, it would be the greatest happiness for me.

The most real hesitation in my heart is mainly due to the fact that this is Ian's first private placement.

A very faint voice in my heart asked if Ian's strength and luck in investment banking could be carried over to private equity.

Private equity is still risky.

What I'm really worried about is that I won't be able to make enough money for you through "part-time jobs", and I will even lose money.

Before I knew that your family's money was going to go into this private placement, I was confident in this fund.

Because some of the fund's funding comes from your family, I'm starting to waver about Ian and this private placement.

If you think about it, my logic in this matter doesn't work.

As you said, LPs don't have decision-making power in private placements, and my confidence in Ian's private placements shouldn't be shaken by where the money comes from.

Whoever takes the money is the same black box.

Whether or not I go to work in Ian's private equity, your family's investment in this fund is already a fait accompli.

I'm going to work for Ian, and whether it's success or failure, it's up to Ian to evaluate.

Ian is responsible for the fund and I am responsible for Ian.

Ian's private placement was overloaded and should have been an element of confidence in me, and not raising enough money should have been the reason for my faltering.

My hesitation is putting the cart before the horse.

And so, on the basis of what you persuaded me, I convinced myself.

Question=》

I seem to have a lot to say to you today.

What do you think is wrong with me?

Is it really an excessive sense of crisis?

What is the root cause? Is it because I love you more than you love me?

Do you remember when I was a sophomore in high school, we wrote letters every day, and then I didn't write to you one day, and you just categorized me as someone who no longer has feelings for you, in your words, that is, no longer loving and liking you.

You haven't written to me for more than 259,200 seconds now, and I want to ask, are you still feeling good about me?

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Jet lag, long-distance flights and dinner, Yan Yun slept directly in the dark.

When Yan Yun woke up, he opened the electric curtains and found that the sky was already a little dark.

Yan Yun didn't know if it was almost evening or if the weather was bad.

She took her iPad that she had kept next to her bed last night and went out to see the time, at half past one o'clock in the afternoon Italian time.

Fortunately, I only slept for thirteen hours this night, which was not as long as Yan Yun had in his own phenomenon.

After reading the time, Yan Yun saw that there was also an email reminder.

Then I found that in my mailbox, there was such a "grudge" letter written by Qi Yi.

The corners of Yan Yun's mouth rose and said two words - "naïve".

After stretching out on the bed, Yan Yun was ready to get up and brush his teeth before going out to forage for food.

Yan Yun thought about it and read Qi Yi's letter again.

Qi Yi wrote questions in such a tone, which was a bit weird.

"Little daughter-in-law" Qi Yi, at most, jokingly asked, "Do you love me as much as I love you?"

It's just as naïve, but it doesn't ask very similar questions as seriously as this letter.

Qi Yi's heart is obviously strong, and this is enough to explain the problem from the fact that Qi Yi can figure out the matter of "working" for Yan Yun's family.

Ke Qi can also understand the work because he has enough confidence in his own ability.

Yan Yun found that Qi Yi still didn't have enough security when facing the relationship between the two of them, especially after she came to Italy.

Growing up in a family like Qi Yi, it is already rare to have such a level of security as now.

Once the sense of security is lacking, it is difficult to continue the long-distance relationship happily.

Qi didn't say it, it doesn't mean that Yan Yun won't pay attention.

Of course, a boyfriend's sense of security needs to be guarded by a girlfriend.

Yan Yun felt that he had such an obligation.

So she didn't even brush her teeth, so she turned over and lay on the bed to reply to Qi Yi's email.

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Grandfather:

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The question of who loves whom more is very blind, how blind is how blind is how blind.

How did you figure out that you love me more than I love you?

Is there any theoretical basis and data to support it?

Well, even if you have.

Is it a fact that you love me more than I love you that you can't accept?

How can you be such a smart person not know that such comparisons are meaningless?

Love can only be compared with oneself, and cannot and should not be compared with others.

It's like I'm comparing my weight with you, because you're much heavier than me, and I say you're a big fat man, is that true?

Everyone's weight is different, and even though you're much heavier than me, you're just as skinny.

This is different from everyone's ability to love.

Some people can love someone to death, even if a bullet flies over, they will be the first to rush up to block, this degree of love is deep enough, right?

But this person can also love another person to death.

Today you can block death, tomorrow you can jump off a cliff for another person, every time it is vigorous.

You quantify the value of love for a person.

I don't know if you can reach this value?

In short, I can't reach it.

Not to mention going up and down the knife mountain, I can't even do such a "trivial thing" as cutting a person's wrists.

My love is not so surging, and it is not so scoundrel.

Some people have a super ability to love, she can fall in love with two men at the same time and to the same extent.

When it comes to love, I have mediocre qualifications and limited abilities.

It takes me a long time to fall in love with someone.

Then it takes longer to learn how to love someone well.

Probably because of your luck, I fell in love with you when I was young and ignorant.

So, I want to tell you what makes a meaningful comparison.

You are not me, and you have no way of knowing if you love me more than I love you, or vice versa.

You're asking a question that can't be backed up by exact data and get the right answer.

You should know better than I do that this is an equation that cannot be solved.

But one thing is certain.

That is, I love you more than I love anyone.

I hope you understand one thing.

Because of you, I no longer have the extra ability to love another person.

What 259,200 seconds, isn't it just three days, and people are either on the plane or sleeping.

It can also have to do with how you feel?

Question=》

Didn't you say you were going to write to me about this closed circle of fashion that you learned?