In Song Shuiqing's eyes, Chen Anan must be carefree now and can buy whatever he wants.
But is this really the case?
Obviously, no!
On the contrary, 200 million will only bring her more trouble than the 200,000 monthly pocket money in the past.
She has been in Shenzhen for just over a month, a new environment and new classmates.
Different from the sophistication of the Magic City, the children here in Guangdong are obviously more low-key.
But it is only low-key on the surface.
Just like the more than 20 classmates in the class, most of them have quite wealthy families.
This concept of being very wealthy is one with assets of hundreds of millions.
There are also parents who are high-level managers, and their own income may not be low, earning about one or two million a year.
They send their children to such international primary schools where rich people gather, perhaps hoping that they can receive the best education.
At the same time, I also met some rich friends.
The parents’ intentions must be good, but...will the result really be good?
As for the two female classmates Chen Anan learned about, their families are definitely not bad. Their parents have a base income of 500,000 to 600,000 yuan a year.
After they were sent here, they almost developed autism.
Because with the little income their family has, they are at the bottom of the international school list.
My parents spend half of the family expenses in the hope that they will join the wealthy class from an early age.
The effect is counterproductive.
In such an environment, let alone developing self-confidence, I started to feel a little inferior.
I even resent my parents, why don’t you work hard to make money, so that the gap between me and my classmates is so big!
Chen Anan won't have such troubles, because no matter where she goes, her father will always be among the top ones.
Referred to as the most handsome boy among the crowd.
In such an environment, she has already developed her innate self-confidence.
Not to mention that her father still spends so much time with her.
After only half a month here, she has become a veritable eldest sister in the class.
It's just that I'm much more low-key than before, and I no longer drag my classmates around to play the erhu.
But, she also understood a truth.
No matter how much her parents give her, it is all their hard earned money.
So she must cherish it and know how to use the resources in her hands to make money.
Chen Anan organized a money-making conference in the class to discuss how to make money with money.
If this were placed in an ordinary elementary school, it would probably be a joke.
But in an international primary school, even if these people are only ten years old, they can still discuss it seriously.
Because they have been nurtured by their parents since they were young, not to mention their grades, their knowledge is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary children.
There are all kinds of children in the class. Some of their parents work in finance, some are village chiefs in Guangdong, and some of them open their own companies.
If Chen Anan wants to learn to make money, the best way is to brainstorm ideas.
For example, a classmate suggested that if you take water from the Alps and sell it for a hundred barrels, you will definitely make a fortune.
Or another classmate suggested bringing the little Antarctic penguins to Africa for exhibition.
You can definitely make a fortune too.
Chen Anan looked at the two young classmates with wisdom shining in their eyes. She wanted to say, if your father didn't design a family fund for you earlier, he would have been too confused to let you start a business.
Eight years of savings can probably be wiped out by you.
This is not outrageous. Another classmate suggested that they go to the desert to dig a well for 10,000 wells. If they don’t buy it, they will die of thirst.
Ten thousand a mouthful, selling 10,000 a day is 100 million.
The more I talk, the more excited I become.
Give her a well and she can kill the richest man in the world.
Okay...you know business.
Chen Anan silently drew a big black line behind this classmate.
Ban her from future proposals.
This is not outrageous. What is even more outrageous is that they have to go to Africa to produce Wenzhou leather shoes for Sapp.
Let Audebiao ride on their home-produced little Motorola Banana.
I didn’t expect that half of the 25 people in a class were Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks. It's simply outrageous.
It seems that the road of brainstorming is not feasible. If you want to make money, you have to rely on the great wisdom of my sister An An.
Actually, if Chen Anan wants to make money, she still doesn’t want to let down her father’s training over the years.
She just didn’t want to disappoint him. She really made money, but she didn’t have the money to spend it.
Now that her father has returned to the Magic City, leaving her two sisters here, Shen Youwei will drive Cullinan to pick her up every time classes are over.
Then there are two bodyguard cars.
My dad is not here, and neither are my mother, grandma, and grandma.
She is still a little uncomfortable with it.
“Sister Youwei, do you have any friends in Shenzhen?”
“Yes, many of my fellow villagers work here.”
"Then let's go and see them together."
"To see them?"
Shen Youwei said doubtfully: "Most of my fellow villagers work in factories. I heard them say , people commit suicide every month in the factory, An An, you’d better not go there!”
“Suicide, why?”
“Maybe it’s because you’re living too depressed and you can’t see life. Hope!”
Shen Youwei said: "An'an, you may not know much about the people in the factory. Their lives are based on the standard three-point and one-line routine. They repeat it every day. It is easy to suppress themselves and get some depression."
" In fact, I know a little bit about it."
Chen An'an said: "My father took me to stay in the city village for two months last year. Most of the people there went to work in factories. I haven't been here since. I rarely messed around in the beginning. "
Okay... Shen Youwei has never contacted her fellow villagers since she came here. The main reason is that she is afraid of affecting the care of the sisters.
Since An An said she wanted to go this time, let’s take her to see it.
More than half of Shenzhen's population is migrant workers, and it is these people who have supported the city's vigorous growth.
But they often live at the bottom of society, not seeing much light and not much hope in this city.
Shen Youwei contacted a classmate who grew up together and was different from her in college.
This female classmate followed the villagers to Shenzhen to work in a factory very early.
After she went to Xiangjiang, she still contacted her frequently. When she came back to Shenzhen, she contacted her again, but she didn’t reply to her messages at all.
The reason is simple, just walk around and become a young girl making quick money in the alleys.
No matter how rich these people are when they return to their villages, they don’t want people in their hometowns to know that they are doing this.
So, I just found an excuse to refuse.
As long as the villagers don't know what they are doing, there may be the last trace of a holy place.
If you knew, then there would really be no fig leaf left.
Shen Youwei had no choice but to contact other people.
Their village is poor, and many people have no other way out except to go out to work.
Don't tell me, she really got in touch with one.
This man had a crush on her when he was in junior high school, and now he seems to be working as a driver here.
In order to see Shen Youwei, he even drove out his boss's luxury car.
In addition, I bought a suit and put on a black tie. I lingered in front of the flower shop for a long time, hesitating whether to buy a flower.
Pulled up the courage and bought it.
The moment I saw Shen Youwei, she was as beautiful as ever, but I could no longer muster the courage to say that I liked her.
This may be the helplessness of reality!
Zhang Yong tried to stretch out his uneasy hand, but after thinking about it, he took it back.
"Youwei...why are you willing to call me?"
"I can't contact Linghua, so I just wanted to ask you if you know where she is?"
Linghua...also followed They are from the same village.
Don't be too embarrassed when Zhang Yong saw her. One was a client and the other was a prostitute.
Then they are old classmates who have not seen each other for many years, and they are also from the same village.
Zhang Yong saw panic in Linghua's eyes.
Linghua saw the embarrassment in his eyes, and finally looked at each other and smiled, only to never see each other again.
(End of this chapter)