Yang Meina explained to him the value of a Douyin account: over five million yuan stored on it, enough for a six-million-yuan house, a LaFerrari worth tens of millions...
What has been exposed is already something that ordinary families can hardly access.
That security guard, carrying a cigarette, was a scoundrel; he revealed everything about my family's finances to me...
Chu Fangya felt a little jealous. He had thought about exposing his assets to the public in some way, but he didn't expect the security guard to expose him.
I won't bring that old man any more cigarettes.
“Okay, I admit I have some assets, but not much.” He shrugged.
"Not much? You spent tens of millions on the live streaming platform. Are you not defining 'not much' correctly?" Yang Meina felt helpless for the first time. The rich and the poor had worlds apart views on money. But she quickly composed herself and continued to ask, "Just how rich is your family?"
“I said ordinary family.” Chu Fang was a little puzzled as to why Yang Meina was so concerned about this issue. “My dad is a teacher, and my mom is… a freelancer.”
Anyway, being unemployed is the same as being a freelancer.
"About you and Tingyue, about your family..."
Before Yang Meina could finish speaking, Chu Fang already understood what she was thinking and why she kept asking about her family. With a serious expression, he replied earnestly and solemnly, "My family is indeed an ordinary family. I am an only child. My parents fully agree with my thoughts on marriage and will not interfere."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "All my achievements today are the result of my own hard work (using cheats is also a form of hard work...)."
The phrase "marrying someone of equal social standing" is quite feudal, yet it perfectly aligns with the values and beliefs of contemporary society.
Yang Meina's persistent questioning was simply a way of hoping that their relationship wouldn't be ruined by family issues, given the significant material disparity between them.
If Chu Fang were born into a wealthy family, he would inevitably be set up on blind dates by his parents, such as daughters of listed companies or leaders in the financial industry.
Then, she will have to choose between Zhong Tingyue and her parents, and the latter is most likely to choose. Her choice will inevitably cause her childhood friend to be heartbroken.
If she doesn't have that determination, Yang Meina should consider whether this relationship is suitable.
"Really?" Yang Meina asked, her voice filled with disbelief.
“You can come and visit my company in a while.” Chu Fang nodded in response, thought for a moment, and continued, “I am an ordinary person born in a small town. For the first eighteen years of my life, I was as ordinary as could be. When I entered university, I was fortunate enough to achieve some success, but that doesn’t change the fact that I am ordinary.”
I was busy spending time with Zhong Tingyue the other day and forgot to ask how Kangbo Company was doing.
We should have started preparing to open a company earlier.
unwise!
Her words were delivered with force and conviction, and seeing Chu Fang's serious expression, Yang Meina sighed, "My goodness! Let me catch my breath."
A 21-year-old college graduate has achieved financial freedom through his own efforts.
That sounds so sci-fi.
But the facts are undeniable, and rebuttal feels futile.
Compared to Chu Fang, she felt like a complete waste.
Yang Meina sipped her tea. It was bitter, the kind of bitterness that comes from realizing the gap between people is far greater than the gap between people and dogs. It was a bitterness that went straight to the depths of her soul.
"Is there anything else you want to ask? I can answer it." Now that things were out in the open, Chu Fang no longer hid anything. After all, Yang Meina was Zhong Tingyue's best friend, and she had a responsibility and obligation to know about his affairs. He was willing to answer and reassure her, "I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
Yang Meina regained her senses and, with immense willpower, suppressed the bitterness in her heart. With a hint of curiosity, she asked, "So how much money do you have? Just give me a rough number, no need for too much detail."
"Hmm... ...more than a hundred."
"100 million?"
"Um."
Even though he indulged in a life of luxury and extravagance during his university years, buying various assets such as real estate, funds, and shops, he still had savings of tens of billions, and his savings steadily increased with the daily arrival of a small goal of 0.1.
He felt that he would be extremely fortunate if he could spend even one percent of his life's worth of money.
Perhaps today was shocking enough. When she heard that the unit was 100 million, Yang Meina lost her surprise and became unusually calm. She clapped her hands and said, "Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. You two can resolve your own issues. I have no intention of interfering, nor would I dare to get involved."
They were talking about hundreds of millions of dollars; she didn't dare get involved.
Furthermore, based on her research on Chu Fang, he was young, handsome, wealthy, and an excellent cook—a rare find among men.
My childhood friend and I are a match made in heaven.
She had to admit that at this moment she began to envy Zhong Tingyue.
She would be content if her future boyfriend were even half as good as Chu Fang.
Yang Meina didn't dwell on the matter, but changed the subject: "When do you plan to tell Tingyue about your situation?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Fang gave a wry smile: "You and she grew up together since you were little, when do you think would be the most appropriate time?"
He was actually quite troubled by this matter.
Abundant material conditions can instill self-confidence. Even the poorest, ugliest, and most shabby people can become incredibly confident once they have money, but this confidence is limited to themselves.
And his classmates, friends, and relatives, except for his parents, could all deeply feel his inferiority complex.
That deep-seated sense of inferiority.
Chu Fang had seen that kind of inferiority complex in several of his roommates. When they were with him, they lost their confidence. When the four of them walked outside, others would rush to chat with Chu Fang, ignoring the other three as if they didn't see them and shunning them.
Fortunately, Chu Fang changed himself because of his heartache; otherwise, he and his three roommates would have parted ways long ago, and their friendship would have ended.
Now he is also thinking about how to face Zhong Tingyue.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Yang Meina smacked her lips, crossed her legs, and gently swayed her body. "Give me ten Carnivals, and I'll tell you how to do it."
"Huh?" Chu Fang was taken aback.
"You have over five million in your account, and you can't even spend it on ten carnivals? You're so stingy." Yang Meina rolled her eyes at him. "Today, to celebrate my resignation, I canceled my live stream. Several big spenders said they would spend some money on me. You have to make up for it."
"No problem." He quickly snapped his fingers, not expecting the other party's request to be far lower than he had imagined. "Go on."
Yang Meina sipped her bitter tea, lost in thought, and said slowly, "My suggestion is—take it one step at a time."
"?" Chu Fang's head was filled with obvious question marks.
What's the difference between this and not saying anything at all?
Yang Meina couldn't help but laugh and said softly, "Although we've been childhood friends, we're both pretty ordinary people. We've never met someone as incredibly wealthy as you. How would I know what Tingyue is thinking? I haven't experienced this kind of thing, so any advice I give is just nonsense."
"The Zhong Tingyue I know is a pretty strong person. At home, her mother is number one, she is number two, her cat is number three, her father is number four, and her sister is number five. You get the idea."
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