The people present were all young men in their early twenties, none of whom even had girlfriends. They had no experience with hiding money, let alone had heard of it. The young women, on the other hand, were very interested. After all, they had an innate desire to control the family finances. They wanted to hear Mo Zhen's experience so they could have some practical advice on how to outsmart their way through the household.

Mo Zhen smiled wryly and said, "Teacher Tie is joking. I don't have any special skills. I just like fishing. I can sell some of the fish that I can't finish eating to get some subsidies. Over time, I only have a little bit of money for drinking. Besides, I don't usually stay at home, so I don't have to suffer the pain of having my wallet searched."

Tie Weimin laughed and said, "It seems that our Director Mo is also a seasoned expert at hiding money, knowing how to generate income in addition to normal income. But you young men, don't think that your wives don't love you just because they are collecting your secret stash of money. On the contrary, the wife who is concerned about your secret stash of money is the one who is willing to stay with you for a long time. If one day she stops caring about your secret stash of money, then you should be careful, because you might find yourself being cheated on."

The young men looked at each other in surprise. They had learned something new; there was such a theory behind this.

Tie Weimin then changed the subject, “Of course, we are all actors, and we can’t be compared with normal office workers. If we don’t have any money in our pockets, we will feel anxious when we go out. We have wives, children and parents to support. If we want to stand tall, we have to earn more money, so we still need to work hard! Let me tell you, I knew a young man back then, more than ten years ago.”

Tie Weimin looked on with a look of reminiscence, and his voice abruptly stopped.