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Let me summarize the VPNs that are relatively reliable right now for everyone:

1. Proton (a big company)
2. KuaiMiao (has a free option)
3. XingLian (has free trial time)
4. KuaiLian
5. NordVPN
6. Shadowrocket
7. Clash (for computers)

This year has been unusually full of troubles. Just in case, have a few backups.
In genuinely special moments,
you’ll still have multiple options.

This kind of thing can also encrypt data in daily use.
In general, everyone shouldn’t pay for a yearly plan,
because you can’t know whether you’ll still be here at the end.

To destroy a country is simple: all you have to do is send a country 10 million Indians, 5 million Black people, and 5 million Muslims—an overall population of 20 million with such a combination.

In just 10 to 30 years, they’ll breed to reach a hundred million. Give them 100 years, and I doubt they can’t breed 1 billion people.

That country’s original social structure, demographic structure, order, laws, and culture will all be ruined.

This thing is like the spread of a virus—worse than war. War can’t even bring down a country.

So what are you laughing about?

Netizens submit a real-life incident:
When my daughter was in the second year of middle school, she somehow got a phone and secretly played on it every day. When I found out, I decided to confiscate her phone, but she fought back with me. So I threw the phone off the 28th floor.
Later, she got another old phone, and I threw that one too.

My daughter told her younger brother that the one person she hoped would suddenly die in this world was me. After I found out about this, I hardly ever管过 her. Later, when she didn’t get into a good university, she turned around and blamed me, saying I wasn’t strict enough and that I indulged her.

After she graduated high school, she went to a factory to work, screwing bolts. Finally, I got some peace. All year round, she never called me, and I didn’t contact her either. We weren’t really close, and people I wasn’t familiar with never knew I had a daughter—because just mentioning her is truly heartbreaking.

The first time I brought my girlfriend home to meet my parents,
we were chatting pleasantly when my little sister suddenly came back.
She looked her up and down and said, “Why did you pick someone so ugly?”
My girlfriend’s face changed instantly.
I was so angry I slammed the table and said, “Show some respect to my girlfriend!”
My sister ignored me and instead directly asked my girlfriend, “Well? Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Me: …

True Story: My sister in Hong Kong moved her whole family to Silicon Valley, and she also brought along their Filipino maid Jane, who had worked with them for 15 years. Jane was about 40, and in the Philippines she had a son who was nearly 18. She was very capable—she handled tidying up and cooking all by herself, and she also took care of my sister’s two teenage children.

Later on, Jane—still single—started using a dating app in Silicon Valley to find a partner. Within a year, she married an Apple VP. My sister even attended the wedding as a “member of the bride’s family.”

A real-life story of a sparrow flying onto the treetops and becoming a phoenix.

In Hong Kong, almost no Hong Kong men would even consider dating a Filipina maid—there’s a deeply rooted sense of class. But in the United States, these constraints can be broken. And maids like Jane—fluent in English, strong service awareness, great at cooking, and gentle and kind—are very attractive in the eyes of American guys.

Fate is just that wonderful!

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The first time I heard about it, there’s a company like this too! What a bizarre company!

They say Chen Guanxi is a perfect-god level face—until you see his mother's old photo from 1979, and realize what it truly means to be out of this dimension!

Did it scare you to tears?

Honestly speaking, when it comes to how prosperous the real economy is, Japan is still far ahead of China.

You’ll find that in Japan there are countless ways to get you out of the house during the sweltering summer—various festivals, fireworks shows, and even museums that stay open late, often paired with concerts.

In contrast, back home—at least for me—I wouldn’t go out in weather like this. There’s nothing outside that really draws my attention, and no interesting events to check out.

Last year, our company hired a very experienced lady.

Because she has young children at home, her only requirement was working a double weekend—no overtime on statutory holidays—so her expectations for salary were also not high.

In the end, the company hired her at 30% below the market price. What a real bargain.

Once she started, her efficiency was incredible. In just two months, she resolved most of the problems that had been piling up for half a year.

Right when she was about to be made a full-time employee, the boss suddenly appeared and said they wanted to dismiss her. The reason was that the company doesn’t hire older people—it only hires people under 28.

Since that lady left, the HR department has been suffering endlessly. With a salary of 3,500, they simply can’t find anyone.

Young people under 28 have too much turnover. They come and, after working only a few weeks, they leave. And now it’s been a year—the position is still vacant. I really don’t know what the boss is thinking. I feel sorry for him… sigh

I’ll say just one explicit thing

Chinese people categorize everything other than reading exams

Why do girls all like traveling? Actually, it’s to compete with other women.
Many people think that when girls love traveling, it’s just to see the scenery and broaden their horizons. But that’s not what everyone thinks.
I once went on a group trip to Northwest China. There were several girls in their early twenties on the same bus.
The whole trip took more than ten hours. Outside the window was the Gobi desert and Yadan landforms—beautiful as if someone had carefully cut it out from a painting.
As a result, they slept the entire time from getting on the bus to getting off. Their faces were swollen from sleep, and they never once pulled open the curtains.
After all that, when we finally arrived at popular attractions like the Mogao Grottoes and the Singing Sand Mountain, others followed the tour guide and listened to the history, squatting to take pictures of the scenery.
They, on the other hand, went straight to internet-famous check-in spots. They changed three or four dresses. Just doing touch-ups for photos took half an hour, and taking pictures took two hours.
If you went up to ask how much of the tour guide’s story about murals she remembered, or what distinctive local folk customs there were, she would probably look completely confused—unable to say anything.
Put simply, for 99% of this kind of travel, from start to finish, the core point is just one thing: taking good-looking photos.
After retouching a dozen or twenty of them, you post them to Moments or other social platforms. The unspoken message is, “My life is better than that of the girls around me. I’m more carefree and free than you.”
In essence, it’s the kind of subtle, mutually understood competition between women.
This isn’t really a personal hobby at all—it’s behavior driven by instinct.
Next time you meet a girl who talks on and on about how much she loves traveling, and you casually chat with her about details of the places she’s been—if she can’t say anything, you can think about it yourself.
Be honest: do you really think people spend thousands of yuan just to go somewhere, take dozens of photos, and then leave?

Oh my… why are your hands all wrinkled when you’re so young…

User-submitted true incident:
When my daughter was in the eighth grade, she somehow got a phone. Every day she secretly played with it. When I found out and tried to confiscate her phone, she even fought me over it. So I threw the phone down from the 28th floor. Later, she got another old phone again—and I threw that one down too.

My daughter told her younger brother that the only person she ever wished would suddenly die in this world was me. After I found out, I hardly managed her at all. Later, when she didn’t get into a good university, she turned around and blamed me—saying I wasn’t strict enough and was spoiling her.

After high school graduation, she went to a factory and worked as a screw-fitter. Finally, I had some peace. All year long she never called me, and I never contacted her either. I’m not close to her; I never even knew I had a daughter, because bringing her up is truly heartbreaking.

The police officer is really helpless

Alipay is still too amazing

Actually, Hong Kong is a pretty "low" city—not that it isn’t wealthy, but that its social conditions are rather crude.

In Beijing and Shanghai, for an ordinary middle-class person—even if they only graduated from university a year or two ago and are still working—when people chat, they talk about life, art, philosophy, and movies. At the very least, they try to build a little life that belongs to them.

But Hong Kong feels to me like a huge county-level town.

Because the cost of living is too high and housing pressure is too great. Even for the upper middle class, the most important thing in their minds is, above all, making money.

How much your salary is, how much rent is, whether you can afford to buy a home, and whether your next job can pay a bit more—everyone is consumed by anxiety about survival.

When, in a society, most people’s main attention is taken up entirely by survival and earning money, then in essence that is a rather low-level form of socialization.

People have no room to discuss aesthetics, inner/spiritual life, or what kind of person they truly want to become.

Making money itself isn’t even a very dignified thing—it’s simply the most basic survival skill.

But in Hong Kong, this matter is packaged as a mainstream value: being busy is success, making money is ability, finance is “high-grade,” and in the end, everything has to be converted into how much money it’s worth.

This actually shows something:

It’s not that the people here are inherently more pragmatic. Rather, there’s something fundamentally wrong with how this city allocates its resources.

A truly civilized city should allow ordinary people, after they’ve solved survival, to still have space to live.

If one of the richest cities in the world ultimately forces everyone into having nothing left but making money, then no matter how high its GDP is, it can’t hide its spiritual poverty.

Up to now, the biggest open-and-shut power play I’ve ever seen—is this: after entering college, they moved your household registration out of the rural area!!!

Then you look back and realize you no longer have the right to inherit the old family homestead in your hometown, nor the right to renovate it. All you can do is sell it cheaply to the village collective or to residents of the same village.