Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 319 - 240. Bounded Rationality

[What do you think?]

Mr. Lu slept until dawn, not caring about the flood of messages on his phone.

By the time he opened a bunch of unread messages, it was already the next morning.

He casually glanced at his phone as he brushed his teeth and washed his face.

"What the hell would I know?"

The man muttered under his breath, tossed the phone aside, and, steady as a rock, blow-dried his hair, got himself cleaned up neatly, and ran to the cafeteria to join Zhong Ruixi for breakfast.

Remember, emotions are waves that surge up and down intermittently.

For key issues, you must play dead on time and not go against the tide.

Instantly replying to messages is a big taboo.

Not until the morning class bell officially rang did he lay his head on the desk, pulled out his phone, and scrolled through his own album screenshots, analyzing the time and the area.

According to their habits, they should have woken up from their dreams by now.

Zhou Sinin had a class and would have left Jiangnan Garden about ten minutes ago, just in time to be in the classroom.

The two should separate and that’s that.

So Mr. Lu pulled up the chat page and replied to Zhou Sinin first.

[Sorry, fell asleep, just woke up.]

He added a relaxed emoji with a yawn and replied to yesterday’s questions.

[Are you putting on a show? Why would she be jealous of someone else’s relationship?]

[Don’t bother with her, typical green tea bitch talk. If she’s envious, she can go find a relationship herself.]

The other party immediately showed "typing..." but no sentences appeared for a long time.

...

[She says it’s not impossible, unless...]

In the lecture hall, Zhou Sinin held her phone, moved the cursor back, deleted the newly edited question she had typed, and her troubled gaze fell on the screen.

She had no interest in the lecture, sitting in a corner by the window, looking out at the azure sky, and exhaling a long breath. freewebnøvel_com

It seemed...

Both of them appeared quite normal, open and straightforward, and one couldn’t find any problem in their words.

The surging emotions of the night before, mixed with the influence of alcohol, would inevitably lead to introspection once things calmed down.

Was she overthinking it?

She swiped open the side bar, casually picked a cute emoji, flicked it over, threw the phone aside, and started listening to the lecture.

"Students, humans are first and foremost not perfectly rational beings, even the assumptions of economics are flawed."

This class was Western Economics.

The young female teacher lecturing on the professional subject was very young and the PPT was extremely well-done.

The students below listened attentively, Zhou Sinin and her roommates sat in the same row, furiously taking notes.

"Returning to real life, human rationality is limited, so Herbert Simon proposed the theory of bounded rationality."

"The theory might sound a bit obscure, so let me give you an example, like falling in love," said the teacher with a smile, clicking on her presentation, and a cartoon-style couple popped up.

"When making decisions, people are not pursuing the fully rational and optimized state assumed by theories; instead, they often seek a satisfactory solution rather than the optimal one. This is called bounded rationality."

"In terms of emotions, when some students experience betrayal, they feel puzzled, wondering why their partner would make an irrational choice when everything about them is so good."

"Actually, it’s because the other person thinks their new love is enough to satisfy them for the moment, even if it’s not the best. It’s that simple."

Zhou Sinin’s pen, held between her fingers, unconsciously began to press down harder.

Until the break in the middle of the class, she remained sitting in her chair, staring out the window, not chatting with her roommates as usual.

"Sinin, what’s wrong? Why are you feeling down today?"

Song Wan, with both hands holding two steaming thermoses, sat down next to Zhou Sinin with a cheerful smile.

"Thanks, it’s nothing... Hey, Wanwan, can I ask you a question?"

Zhou Sinin turned her head to take the thermos, thinking of how Song Wan was also deep in the throes of love, and couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

"Hm? Go ahead,"

Song Wan leaned in generously.

"Like what the teacher just said, if there’s a relationship where reason tells you everything is normal and there are no problems, but emotionally you always feel something is odd, what do you think that is?"

Zhou Sinin pondered for a while before asking.

"Uh... I think it’s your emotions that have an issue," Song Wan blinked, speaking her mind honestly.

"Me? Me?"

Zhou Sinin pointed at herself.

"That’s right. Since everything is fine, why overthink so much?"

Song Wan looked full of positive energy, pursing her lips to cheer Zhou Sinin on.

"Thinking about these things is just internal friction. Take my boyfriend, for instance, I always tell him not to be so realistic when considering issues. We should all look forward together. Efforts will create miracles."

"Instead of doubting and wasting energy internally, better to love each other more!"

"After all, in matters of love, if you’re not serious, not courageous, not trusting, and always suspicious, no matter how much the other person loves you, writing back and forth, the story will always end up in a shambles."

The bell for class rang again. Song Wan, a natural optimist, clenched her fist and said the last few words to Zhou Sinin,

"Don’t overthink it, dear Sinin! What the teacher just said was merely economic theory. You’re so pretty and have such a great personality, you’re definitely the ten-thousand-percent optimal solution!"

"If someone stops loving you for someone new, that’s not bounded rationality."

"That’s a dumbass."

...

...

Of course, Mr. Lu is not a dumbass.

He simply chose from the abundance, taking many a scoop to drink.

As time passed, the White Horse Cup tri-university debate competition began its fervent progress.

As the exclusive sponsor of the host Nanhu University, Golden Stone Media fully showcased its professionalism as a top-tier media industry player.

Huge banners with the sponsor’s design hung everywhere around the campus, Mr. Lu personally confirmed the style, and got them custom-made in multiple batches from Shangchen Graphics.

[Golden Stone Media warmly congratulates the successful opening of the White Horse Cup tri-university debate competition!]

Large banners, small gifts, logo-bearing support teams, flowers and balloons everywhere — the details were in every little thing.

Furthermore, the originally set prize money for the White Horse Cup was increased, with the wealthy sponsor boosting the budget by several notches.

The total prize money was fifty thousand yuan, unprecedented.

The champions could take home thirty thousand in cash!

For the freshmen participating in the debate, even split among the teammates, it was an incredibly substantial amount.

Many times had the competition been held,

When organized by different universities, they only ever offered cheap trinkets or symbolic yet practically insignificant trophies and certificates.

Who has ever seen a sponsor hand out so much hard cash to competing athletes?

Mr. Lu’s grand gesture wasn’t just for fun; it was also to further motivate his team.

Plainly speaking, it was to cheer up Zhong Ruixi.

No matter whether they made it to the end or not, as long as they were confirmed to advance within the university, securing the prize money was almost a done deal.

Moreover, Zhong Ruixi wasn’t the only one eyeing the prize money.

Guan Yongyi from Finance University was also watching eagerly, sending challenging messages every now and then.

[Our team has advanced, what about you? Don’t tell me you got knocked out in the first round?]

[See you on the field!]

The White Horse Cup debates selected participants based on faculties, with freshmen voluntarily forming sixteen teams.

After going through preliminary and intermediary rounds, semi-finals, and finals, eventually two teams would emerge.

Divided into team A and team B, they would represent their schools in the next round.

Mr. Lu was a natural-born debater, eloquent and combative. Coupled with Guo Minjie, the professional coach providing personal training throughout the process, his debating skills improved by leaps and bounds.

Actually, his teammates were also far from dead weight.

There was no need to mention Zhong Ruixi, the core of the team’s formation, an enthusiastic and hardworking new debater, without whom there would be no five-figure prize money.

Ni Jiayun, an imaginative debater, also put in a lot of effort behind the scenes.

Liu Yisheng, another imaginative debater and a love-struck fool, had no problems when it came to love.

Though a makeshift group initially, with training and coordination, they managed to clear the hurdles smoothly and successfully crossed the qualifying threshold.

The six teams, after a draw, were assigned topics and opponents.

Next, all eyes from the three universities would be on Nanhu University’s auditorium.

The grand venue of the competition.

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