Yang Meina popularized the value of the Douyin account to him. There are more than 5 million yuan on it, a house worth 6 million yuan, and a LaFerrari worth tens of millions... The tip of the iceberg exposed is already something that ordinary families can hardly touch. The security guard took the "Huazi" and did nothing. He revealed all my assets... Chu Fangya was a little sour. He thought about exposing his assets to the public in some way, but he didn't expect to be exposed by the security guard. I won't bring "Huazi" to that old man in the future. "Okay, I admit that I have some assets, but not much." He shrugged. "Not much? The live streaming platform alone spent tens of millions. Do you have an inaccurate definition of the word 'not much'?" Yang Meina felt helpless for the first time. The rich and the poor have different perceptions of money, but she quickly stopped thinking and continued to ask, "How rich is your family?" "I said an ordinary family." Chu Fang was a little confused as to why Yang Meina was so entangled in this question. "My father is a teacher, and my mother is... ...freelance." Anyway, unemployed = freelance. "You and Tingyue's matter, your family..."
Before Yang Meina finished speaking, Chu Fang already understood what she was thinking and why she kept asking about her family. With a serious face, he replied seriously and solemnly, "My family is indeed an ordinary family. I am the only son in the family. My parents fully agree with my ideas about marriage and will not interfere." After a pause, he continued, "All my achievements today are the result of my own efforts (plug-ins are also a kind of effort... ...)." Matching is a very feudal term, but it perfectly fits the three views of today's society. Yang Meina's questioning was just to hope that the relationship between the two would not be broken because of the family, after all, the material gap between the two sides was too big. If Chu Fang was born in a wealthy family, it was inevitable that his parents would arrange blind dates for him, such as the daughter of a listed company, the leader of the financial industry... ...and other girls. Then he would have to choose between Zhong Tingyue and his parents, and the latter was the most likely choice, and his choice would inevitably make his childhood friend sad. If he didn't have that determination, Yang Meina would consider whether this relationship was suitable. "Really?" Yang Meina pulled her neck, and there was something incredible in her words. "You can come to my company to have a look after a while." Chu Fang nodded in response, thought for a while, and continued: "I was born in a small town. I was ordinary in the first eighteen years. I entered university and was blessed by God. I achieved some success, but it can't change the fact that I am ordinary." I was busy accompanying Zhong Tingyue a few days ago and forgot to ask how Kangbo Company was going. I should have prepared to start a company earlier. Mistake! The words were sonorous and powerful, especially when she saw Chu Fang's serious expression, Yang Meina breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh my god! Let me take it easy." A 21-year-old, freshly graduated college student actually achieved financial freedom through his own efforts. Why does it sound so sci-fi? But the facts are in front of her, and she feels powerless to refute. Compared with Chu Fang, she feels like a waste. Yang Meina sipped her tea, bitter, the kind of bitterness that comes from realizing that the gap between people is far greater than the gap between people and dogs, bitter, unbearable, bitter to the depths of her soul. "If you have any other questions, I can answer them." Since the conversation had already been opened, Chu Fang no longer concealed it. After all, Yang Meina was Zhong Tingyue's best friend and had the responsibility and obligation to understand his affairs. He was also willing to answer and comfort her, "I guarantee you will be satisfied."
Yang Meina woke up and suppressed the pain in her heart with great willpower. She asked with a little curiosity: "So how much money do you have? Just give a rough figure, no need to be too detailed." "Well... hundreds of dollars." "Hundreds?" "Yes." Even though he spent money like water during college, buying various assets, real estate, funds, shops, etc., he had tens of billions in savings, and his savings were steadily increasing with the small goal that was constantly received every day. He felt that he was lucky to be able to spend 1% of his life. Perhaps she was shocked enough today. When she heard that the unit was 100 million, Yang Meina lost her surprise and seemed very calm. She clapped her hands and said, "Okay, let's stop talking. You two should solve the problem between yourselves. I have no intention of intervening and dare not interfere." They were talking about hundreds of millions of dollars. How could she dare to get involved? Moreover, according to her research on Chu Fang, he was young, handsome, rich, and a good cook. He was a rare good man in the world. He and his childhood friend were a perfect match. She had to admit that she began to envy Chu Fang at this Tingyue. She would be satisfied if her future boyfriend was half as good as Chu Fang. Yang Meina did not dwell on this, but changed the subject: "When do you plan to tell Tingyue about your situation?" Hearing this, Chu Fang smiled bitterly: "You and her grew up together, when do you think it is the best time?" He was actually quite troubled by this matter. Rich material conditions can make people confident. Even the poorest, ugliest, and shabby people can be extremely confident with money, but only for themselves. Except for their parents, their classmates, friends, and relatives can all feel inferior deeply. That kind of inferiority from the heart. Chu Fang had seen that kind of inferiority in several roommates. Facing him, they lost their confidence. When the four of them walked outside, others rushed to chat with Chu Fang, but ignored the other three, as if they didn't see them, and flirted with them aside. Fortunately, Chu Fang changed himself because of his heart disease, otherwise he and his three roommates would have parted ways long ago and their friendship would have ended. And now he is also thinking about how to face Zhong Tingyue. "Tsk tsk tsk." Yang Meina smacked her lips, crossed her legs, and shook her body gently, "Give me ten carnivals, and I'll tell you how to do it." "Ah?" Chu Fang was stunned. "You have more than five million in your account, and you are reluctant to spend ten carnivals, right? You are so stingy." Yang Meina rolled her eyes at him, "Today, in order to celebrate my resignation, I postponed the live broadcast. Several big brothers said they would give me some money, so you have to make up for it." "No problem." He snapped his fingers hurriedly, but he didn't expect the other party's request to be much lower than he imagined, "Say it." Yang Meina sipped the bitter tea, fell into deep thought, and said slowly: "My suggestion is - one step at a time." "¿" Chu Fang's head had an obvious question mark. What's the difference between this and not saying it?
Yang Meina couldn't help laughing and said softly: "Although we are childhood friends, we are both quite ordinary people. We have never seen a wealthy person like you. How can I know what Tingyue is thinking? Without experiencing this, all suggestions are nonsense." "The Zhong Tingyue I know is a very strong person. At home, her mother is the first, she is the second, her cat is the third, her father is the fourth, and his sister is the fifth. You understand."