Huang Xiangyang is a copy editor of China Daily. He likes to write with a light touch about serious social topics.
I had never expected that I would one day try my hand at running a store on social networking app WeChat.
As I left the store I thanked my masseuse profusely, not only for the good massage I received, but also for a lesson on work and life.
One of the lessons I have learned over the years is that to beat the market you have to do just the opposite of what others do. In the battle for wealth the winners are always the tiny minority of people, because decisions made by the majority are always wrong. This is a market driven by herd behavior, and it always will be.
The number of senior people is predicted to double by 2035, which means the market potential is immense for companies that provide such services as funerals, cremation, burial and memorials.
All this will take time, but officials in charge of the sport refuse to accept that because they want a quick-fix solution no matter what the monetary cost is.
In a metropolis like Beijing, what's the best way you can think of to spend only a single yuan ($0.15)?
It is the sacred duty of us all and of the generations to come to keep the Great Wall alive, instead of stifling it to death by pouring cement mixture on it.
Can we expect more government-sponsored playgrounds and gyms for ordinary people?
The game of wealth is, in essence, all about human psychology. In order to survive in the money market, you not only need to have trading techniques, analytical skills or self discipline, but also exceptionally strong will power.
In Beijing, changes take place fast, either for better or for worse. So overnight, a bustling section for businesses of all kinds has been shut down and turned into a messy construction site.
For years my parents, both in their 80s, have lived alone in an apartment in downtown Beijing by themselves.
After all, as most people lose in the market, you have to do just the opposite of what others do if you expect to win this game of wealth.
Last weekend, I was hanging out downtown with a friend and my sister. We were walking through a public spare when all of a sudden a heated argument between a student and a middle-aged woman arrested our attention.