How do you spend money when you have it?

Gu Qianchuan had really thought about this question before.

At that time, I thought that when he made a lot of money, he would buy two houses, live in one and rent one. When you buy a car, you can buy Daben, which is foreign and windy. The belt is tied to Hermes, the wallet is "crying", and the watch is only Rolex, showing his pride and handsomeness.

But at this time, looking at the pile of custom-made clothes in the wardrobe that he didn't know the brand at all, and the row of watches of different styles in the drawer, Gu Qianchuan sighed silently.

The world of the rich, he doesn't understand.

I picked out a normal casual suit and put it on, put on the watches in the drawer one by one, and finally put them back again.

He is not used to hanging things on his wrist, just as he is used to checking the time on his phone.

When I went downstairs, I was greeted by a familiar and unfamiliar decoration layout. Shen Mei beckoned him to go to the restaurant for breakfast, and drank the bowl of ginger tea by the way. So Gu Qianchuan found out that there was nothing unusual about the rich people's breakfast.

At this time, his emotions still hadn't calmed down, just like the morning rush hour in the magic capital, the noise was mixed with irritability, so much so that he choked when he drank ginger tea.

"Young master, drink slowly, don't worry. ”

Shen Mei hurriedly appeared from outside the restaurant and went to get him a napkin to wipe his mouth.

"Ahem, uh, I said Aunt Mei, can you not call me young master? It's awkward, just call me Xiaochuan!"

In the extra memory, Shen Mei has been a nanny at his house for some years. Before, the family didn't live in a villa, and everyone got along quite normally. But since he returned to China this time, Shen Mei began to scream one young master after another, full of class enemy flavor.

In his opinion, even if it is a so-called wealthy family, it is a bit too much to let people call it this way.

"That's not going to work!"

Who knows, it was originally a good intention, but Shen Mei was not happy.

"It's all played like this in TV dramas, and the young master and miss are screaming when they open a broken hotel at home. Our family is a listed group, isn't it much more powerful than those in the TV series? What's wrong with your young master, have you been wronged?"

"Ahem......"

Gu Qianchuan was choked again, this time with saliva. Hearing Shen Mei's words, she said with tears and laughter: "What kind of TV series are you watching...... Then since this is the case, Young Master Ben will order you not to call me Young Master in the future!"

Before the words fell, Shen Mei laughed, raised her hand and nudged his forehead, and said angrily: "You think beautifully! I just called out some feelings, don't make trouble! Hurry up and go to the company for a meeting after eating!"

"Yes, you just have a mouthful of feelings......"

Gu Qianchuan was speechless for a while, thinking that he really had any privileges, they were all fake.

After eating the rest of the breakfast in three or two bites, when he went out, Shen Mei said "Young Master walk slowly", which almost made him fall on the steps in front of the door.

"Good morning, young master!"

In the garden in front of the villa, a middle-aged uncle in navy blue overalls greeted him with a smile.

Gu Qianchuan recognized this as Shen Mei's husband, named Xin Shangren, who did not work in his house before. Later, his parents moved to Ziyuan at the foot of Sheshan, and the family had more yards to take care of, so they simply hired him to be a gardener.

Waving his hand angrily, Gu Qianchuan said helplessly: "Uncle Xin, how can you learn Aunt Mei to scream." ”

"Haha......"

Xin Shangren laughed with a water pipe, and said with a sigh: "Don't say it, the feeling of calling it out is different, I am more energetic in watering!"

"Well, then you can water it hard, and be careful to water all the flowers to death!"

Viciously throwing down a "curse", Gu Qianchuan threw a handbag and hurriedly walked to the courtyard gate in his memory.

let these two people break up, and the mood has calmed down a lot.

There was a black Mercedes-Benz S parked outside the door, and Wang Ping, the driver in a formal suit, saw him coming and hurriedly got out of the car to help him open the door.

For some reason, the only "luxury car" in front of him that meets his imagination of rich people looks particularly awkward at the moment. always feels unworthy of his current "worth".

"Young master, are you going directly to the company?"

After Gu Qianchuan got into the back seat, Wang Ping returned to the cab and asked sideways. The former was about to speak, and frowned again.

"Why do you call me young master......! Brother Chuan!"

Wang Ping looks about the same age as him, with a flat head and a serious look. For him, Gu Qianchuan was not so polite.

"Okay, Brother Chuan!"

Wang Ping nodded kindly, but his face was relieved.

After returning from Gu Qianchuan, he was also struggling with the issue of title. is called Mr. Gu, and there is a feeling that he can't tell the difference. called Xiao Gu, and it doesn't seem to be very polite.

As a result, in the past few days, he listened to Shen Mei and Young Master Xin Shangren's shouting, and he followed suit.

Sure enough, the horse's leg was on.

As the car started, when it left the Purple Garden, it walked east along the Huanshan Road in the south of Sheshan.

Gu Qianchuan stretched out his hand to touch the leather seat, his expression pretending to be groaning, but the mood that had just calmed down inside began to be restless again.

It is also difficult for his predecessor in this time and space, and he can complete his studies so calmly with a mine at home. If he were to be replaced, he would have let himself go side by side with the sun.

After people get rich, they are very prone to the psychology of revenge consumption, and Gu Qianchuan is naturally no exception.

However, his thoughts at this time were different from before. If it had been a few years earlier, he might have gone crazy buying and buying, but now, the first thing he thought of was the talent show that caused him to get drunk.

"Doesn't God think that my talent shouldn't be buried, so give me the opportunity to do what I want to do?"

Gu Qianchuan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and at the same time, he also had a sense of urgency, for fear that this was just a bug in fate, and it would be fixed in a few days.

"Xiao Wang!"

patting the seat in front of him, Gu Qianchuan commanded with a grin: "Go to the Demon Capital Gymnasium!"

"Uh, Brother Chuan, aren't you going to the company? ”

Wang Ping glanced at him from the rearview mirror and said with a tangled face.

"Meeting?"

Gu Qianchuan rolled his eyes and scoffed.

Buddy finally crossed over and became a rich man, if you don't hurry up and have a good time, what kind of meeting will you have?

"It's going to be opened, but it's not going to the company!"

Gu Qianchuan in the back row waved his hand and said chicly: "Let's go, let's go and pack up the Modu Gymnasium, buddy is going to have a meeting there!"

South of the International Exhibition Center, the headquarters of the Ming Dynasty Group.

Gu Mingqian ended the morning meeting, and as soon as he returned to the office with his front foot, the secretary followed in with his back foot.

"Mr. Gu, the big conference room is ready, and the directors are all here. ”

"Hmm, has Xiaochuan arrived? Stinky boy, don't come and say hello to me!"

Gu Mingqian smiled and picked up the teacup, and as soon as he took a sip, he heard the secretary say, "I was about to tell you, Mr. Gu hasn't arrived yet." I called Wang Ping, and he said that Xiao Gu is not coming, what concert are you going to do?"

"Poof......

Gu Mingqian squirted the tea before swallowing it in his stomach, and when he finished coughing with a red face and a thick neck, he exclaimed: "Xiao Wang really said that? Are you sure the concert he said is not the board of directors?"

Seeing the secretary's affirmative nod, Gu Mingqian only felt that his mind was full of question marks.

This son has been raised for more than 20 years, and he has always been very obedient and does whatever he wants. As a result, just as the two of them expected, they grew into an elite.

But seeing that it was the harvest season, why did you suddenly let go of yourself?