Once the water in the pot boiled, Wang Hu didn't have to lift a finger; someone helped him, and the waiters brought him all the dipping sauces. All Wang Hu had to do was eat.
The bill came to 208 yuan, which was expensive, but Wang Hu really liked it. Before leaving, he was given a bag of snacks.
After leaving Haidilao, Wang Hu hailed a taxi, and the car began heading towards Beilun.
Wang Qu sat in the car, looking at the towering skyscrapers on both sides, and gradually fell into deep thought.
Wang Hu's original plan was to start a small business after receiving his salary, and then open a dropshipping Taobao store. He also planned to get a few computers to mine Bitcoin. He thought that would be enough to live comfortably for the rest of his life; he had a bit of a small-minded mentality.
But this sudden windfall made Wang Hu's plan unsuitable. He thought back to the Haidilao hotpot he'd just eaten at; he'd never even had it in his past life.
There are so many delicious and fun things to do in this world, and he wants to try them all—bars, nightclubs, upscale restaurants, and more. He also wants to go to Sanya in Hainan to see beautiful women, to Mocun in Northeast China to see the Northern Lights, and to Tibet to see the Potala Palace.
Wang Hu realized that all of this required money, and his 800,000 yuan was nothing compared to that. A night at a high-end hotel could cost tens of thousands, and a bottle of fine wine could cost hundreds of thousands.
Wang Hu deeply understands that he has always lacked sufficient ability to control and manage money, and he clearly realizes that he needs to learn how to better handle these money-related matters.
After all, I have just turned 18. For many people, this age may be the starting point of a new journey in life, and going to university seems to be a good path. It allows me to systematically receive the baptism of knowledge and lay a solid foundation for future development.
However, after a moment's thought, he reluctantly abandoned the idea. He already had a relatively clear plan for making money, and he felt that compared to education, what was more important right now was to quickly translate these ideas into concrete action; therefore, education seemed less important.
Even though he decided not to go to university, he was well aware of the importance of learning and that he could not stop acquiring knowledge just because he did not enter the university.
So he decided to start by learning a practical language, such as English. In his past life, he often dreamed of one day being able to go abroad and see the vast world. Mastering English, an international language, would undoubtedly add more possibilities to his future. Having another language in hand is never a bad thing.
Just then, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "Handsome guy, we're here. Is this the place?" Wang Hu subconsciously looked out the window and saw that the taxi had already come to a steady stop at the entrance of Fuchun Community.
He felt a surge of emotion, then without hesitation, he took out 100 yuan and handed it to the driver, saying firmly, "Keep the change!" His expression revealed a strange confidence and nonchalance, as if he had become the master of the world.
Even the author, who was silently observing from the side, couldn't help but frown slightly, secretly sighing that this guy was really good at pretending, and almost couldn't help but want to go up and slap him.
But to everyone's surprise, the driver hurriedly called out, "Hey, hey, handsome, wait a minute, the money isn't enough." Wang Hu's face turned bright red instantly. He awkwardly scratched his head, quickly took out another 100 yuan and handed it over, then turned around and fled the scene in a sorry state, leaving the taxi parked alone, as if telling the story of the farce that had just happened.
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