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Chapter 681 - 681 Was It Smooth?
681 Was It Smooth?
Take for example the people who had Green Fruit cell phones back then, the people who wore watches worth tens of thousands of yuan, some people who wore branded clothes and held branded goods, and so on.
They all liked to show off with material objects because they used to lack such things. Therefore, when they had it, they especially wanted to show it off and let others see it.
It was just like those who had never been looked at seriously and respected very well. They would particularly want others to look at them in the eye, respect them, and look up to them.
This was similar to people who liked to show off their material possessions. It was just like those so-called socialites, who liked the feeling of being superior and privileged.
They liked the feeling of being chauffeured in a car. They liked going to various gatherings, high-end clubhouses, and all kinds of high-end villas. The CEOs lowered their heads, and the rich second-generation heirs bootlicked them. However, to the real rich people, they were actually more like clowns.
Note that rich people were not people who became rich overnight after their family homes were demolished, nor were they profligate young masters, nor did they have a.s.sets worth tens of thousands of yuan. The description of rich people referred to people from particularly rich aristocratic families.
Perhaps they were not from aristocratic families. After all, many people were especially capable. There were many people who were among the richest in the country, yet their parents were farmers and ordinary people. However, for them to be able to do this, the children they raised would definitely not be profligate. They would definitely not be bad.
Only such people could be called truly rich people.
After all, fake rich people were just some sad people controlled by money. The real rich people controlled money and resources themselves.
It was like playing a game. No matter how much people played the game, they would receive the feedback of pleasure. If they wanted to play, they would play. If they didn’t want to play, they wouldn’t play.
They would not be tied down by the game and have to think about it from time to time. Although this was not a very bad thing, it was definitely not good.
As for the people who were played by the game, many of them were too immersed in the game. No matter how uncomfortable they were, they had to persevere and play. It was as if there was nothing else that could hold them back other than the game.
They did not care about happiness or the meaning of the game’s existence. They only wanted to obtain something. Did they want status? Did they want honor? Did they want pride? Did they want dignity?
However, even if one obtained those achievements in the game, there was still nothing in reality. Instead, they wasted a lot of time and energy. Many years later, perhaps one would laugh when they thought about it. They might not regret it, but they would feel guilty.
The so-called status and achievements were just tricks created by the developers of the game to retain players. Only after seeing through them could they really play the game. If they could not see through them, they could only become people who were played by the game and at the mercy of the developers.
Once both sides corresponded, everything became clearer.
They controlled money and used it to play games. They treated money as a worldly possession and played all kinds of games. In the end, no matter what, whether it was a loss or a huge loss, they would win.
This was because they did not care about money. They only cared about things that were higher than money. They would only use money to test things out, lure targets, and gain in the end.
Meanwhile, those who couldn’t see through this could only become so-called fake rich people. They were controlled by money. No matter what they did, they couldn’t get away from money. In the end, they often lost miserably.
Some people would say that they couldn’t even eat their fill, so why make empty talk about not being played by money? Note that only the rich partic.i.p.ated, not ordinary people.
Thus, people who were good at observing and thinking about their future should know what to do by now. Don’t be played by money anymore. This was the first step to jumping out of their cla.s.s.
Only one person had to bear this kind of empty loneliness. Since there was always someone who had to bear it, a suitable candidate should have appeared in everyone’s minds.
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In the taxi, Sixth Sister Ye Meng looked at the time. Then, she opened the ticket purchase app and looked at the plane tickets to Jinling. However, when she looked at them, she glanced at the ferries. She thought that she seemed to have been flying back and forth. It was rare that her work was over. Why not take a ferry and look at the sea? It seemed like a good choice.
At the thought of this, she booked a ferry ticket without hesitation and looked at the taxi driver.
“Master, please change the route. We’re not going to the airport. Let’s go to the port. I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine. It’s on the way. Did you suddenly want to take a ferry? It’s good to take a ferry. I’m just seasick. I’ve always wanted to take a ferry, but my body doesn’t allow it. Sigh, I’m so envious of you young people.”
The chauffeur couldn’t help but sigh. However, when she heard this, Sixth Sister Ye Meng was stunned. She grinned and spoke.
“Master, you don’t even feel dizzy when driving. Why do you feel dizzy when you’re on a s.h.i.+p?”
Sixth Sister Ye Meng did not drive often because she was busy filming everywhere. Furthermore, her luxury car, which cost tens of millions, was about to grow gra.s.s at home, so she usually gave it to her sisters to drive. However, for Ye Meng, be it driving or taking a boat, she did not show any symptoms of motion sickness. She thought that as long as she did not get motion sickness when driving, she would not get seasick.
“d.a.m.n, this also depends on the person. I have a buddy. Good lord, he’s even more strange than me. Logically speaking, driving shouldn’t cause car sickness, right? He’s already dizzy when driving. If he drives, he’ll vomit. Back then, when we went to Tibet to drive, he would vomit when driving. I couldn’t drive for the entire trip alone. Alright, then what should we do? We took the train. Good lord, he vomited even if he took the train. He’ll vomit all the way. It’s depressing. The service staff were so anxious that they asked us to get off at the station to see a doctor to see if there’s anything wrong. It made me amused.”
The chauffeur spoke with an accent from Jinmen. Every sentence was like a crosstalk. Sixth Sister Ye Meng was also amused and almost laughed.
However, this was also the case. Some people had special physiques. When she heard the chauffeur say this, Sixth Sister Ye Meng, was not surprised. She was still a little prepared in advance. After all, she had seen all kinds of people in the production team for so many years. She had even heard of the strangest people, so she was not surprised.
Speaking of which, it was also a kind of sadness. A special physique often meant that one could not enjoy many things that ordinary people could enjoy equally.
For example, people who were allergic to pollen could not smell the fragrance of flowers. People who were seasick could not experience the joy of going out to sea. Also, it was a pity.
However, they each had their own fortunes. When medicine became more advanced in the future, they might be able to treat the root of the problem. This was also a form of hope.
After chatting for a while, the two of them had nothing to talk about. Sixth Sister Ye Meng suddenly remembered that she had to tell her family, so she picked up her phone and casually dialed a sister’s number.