Chapter 227 A Big Worry
At first, everyone was a little reserved, but there were so many places to play at the Crystal Palace that they were quickly attracted by the various facilities and forgot about their reservations.
Some people are playing in the water, some are watching movies, some are listening to music, some are playing computer games, and some are playing billiards.
Lu's father and Jiang's father also joined the table tennis team.
Even the five babies had a lot of fun with their necks stuck in the swimming rings.
When the day ended, everyone felt a little unsatisfied.
Yang Yuemei, in particular, who had never enjoyed herself like this before, felt it was all unreal until she went to sleep.
They used to take showers in the factory's large public bathhouse.
The large public bathhouse has both shower heads and bathing pools.
As for the facilities, there were no services or anything like that. The sprinkler heads had been broken for a long time and no one had fixed them.
In winter, there are still some shameless people who bring a big basin of dirty clothes to the bathhouse to wash them.
Defecation and urination are common occurrences for them.
It can't compare to Crystal Palace at all.
Yang Yuemei has always been a simple person. She always felt that her life was neither too good nor too bad, and she was already very content.
Having experienced a day of the luxurious life of the wealthy, the old lady suffered from insomnia, a rare occurrence for her.
Jiang's father had a comfortable day, especially since he had a massage from a masseur. His body felt incredibly relaxed and comfortable, and he felt as if he had suddenly become twenty years younger, as if he had returned to his twenties or thirties.
So much so that I fell asleep shortly after lying in bed when I got back.
When I woke up and wanted to go to the toilet, I found that Yang Yuemei was still awake.
When I came back from peeing, I saw her still tossing and turning, so I couldn't help but yawn and ask, "Why aren't you asleep yet? What time is it?"
"If we don't go to sleep now, it will be dawn."
Yang Yuemei gave an irrelevant answer: "The lives of the rich must be so comfortable."
She also met several middle-aged and elderly women of similar age at the Crystal Palace.
These people, apart from a few who were already well-off, were mostly people whose sons and daughters had made a fortune and then bought them Crystal Palace membership cards.
Because Crystal Palace offers massage, pedicure, acupuncture, cupping, moxibustion, and other services, those old ladies treated Crystal Palace like a physiotherapy center.
I don't come every day, but I always come to enjoy myself every now and then.
They are even more enthusiastic when it comes to where to travel, and some have even been abroad!
That proud and smug demeanor, so different from that of ordinary people, pierced the heart of Yang Yuemei, who had lived a life of quiet obedience.
Jiang's father was completely bewildered: "Rich people must have an easy life."
"With money, what can't you buy? What kind of enjoyment can't you have? You can even buy a person."
Jiang's father is always out and about, and in the past he only worked at his own factory.
Now he's like an engineer, because he's technically skilled, patient, good at teaching, and doesn't hold back his knowledge, making him very popular with private business owners.
He's no longer just a consultant for one factory; he's now a consultant for three or four factories.
He can solve most problems.
My income has increased from four or five hundred at the beginning to nearly two thousand now.
For people, especially men, a career is the best elixir of youth.
With an income of nearly two thousand yuan a month, Mr. Jiang is now full of energy. Even though he lost two fingers, he looks as youthful as if he were twenty years younger.
At the same time, he also used his own abilities to socialize with leaders of several factories.
During the meal, I heard a lot of gossip that only the wealthy would know.
Keeping mistresses is nothing compared to what they do. They go to schools to find pretty female students, starting in junior high and finding a way to take them away as soon as they graduate.
Picking them up doesn't necessarily mean they'll sleep with them; it could mean various kinds of training.
They are trained in all sorts of arts and crafts, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting, etiquette, and hospitality. Some are even sent to learn English. They are trained to be more beautiful, more docile, and more outstanding than those beauty pageant contestants.
Jiang's father found it unbelievable at the time, thinking that these people weren't afraid of losing everything and making a bad deal.
Later I found out that the people they trained weren't necessarily for their own use; they were more likely to be used to build relationships and curry favor.
Having such a beauty as an assistant makes doing business much smoother and allows you to earn more money.
Even that's nothing.
Some wealthy people even drink human milk for health and beauty purposes.
Yes, that's right, it's like a baby drinking human milk.
What disgusted Jiang's father the most was that people who drink human milk don't drink milk that's squeezed out; they think that squeezed human milk isn't fresh, and they drink it directly like babies.
He was so disgusted by what he heard that he ran to the toilet to vomit, and had to make up an excuse that he was drunk.
Other things, like surrogacy, group activities, and even sleeping with men, left Jiang's father, who had never seen the world, dumbfounded.
I feel like I don't live in the same world as other people.
He felt that his bosses were already living a very luxurious life, but they were still envying other richer people.
Putting everything else aside, I ate with those bosses a few times and learned a lot of messy things, which broadened my horizons.
Therefore, Yang Yuemei felt that the Crystal Palace was too extravagant, but Jiang's father didn't think it was anything special.
Compared to the extravagant and decadent lifestyles of the truly wealthy, the Crystal Palace seemed utterly ordinary.
There weren't even any young ladies inside.
Therefore, Jiang's father could not understand why Yang Yuemei had such a strong feeling of surprise and shock.
The more he talked, the more silent Yang Yuemei became.
Jiang's father concluded, "But that's a lifestyle only the rich can afford. The cost of one meal for them might be what we earn in a year. We can't compare to them."
"The more you compare yourself to others, the worse your life becomes."
"Let's just live our own lives well and not think about anything else."
"Besides, we're already living a pretty good life."
"Two or three years ago, could you imagine that we could live in our own houses, buy new clothes every year and every season, and eat meat every two or three days?"
"The most valuable thing about people is to be content."
"Stop thinking about it, go to sleep, okay?"
"I still have to get up and cook tomorrow."
Yang Yuemei remained silent.
Jiang's father thought she had taken his words to heart and didn't pay much attention.
Just as he was drifting off to sleep, Yang Yuemei suddenly asked, "I want to be like other people, to be able to travel around and see the world."
"Even if we don't go abroad, just traveling around our own country is something our family can't afford, right?"
Jiang's father was suddenly jolted awake: "What, what did you say?"
"You want to go on a trip? Do you know how expensive travel is?"
“When we went to the capital last time, we didn’t even buy anything, but we still spent a few hundred yuan to get in.”
"You still want to travel around? You still want to go abroad?"
"I really didn't realize you had so much on your mind."
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