Chapter 590: The American version of returning home
Early the next morning, Elizabeth yawned, slowly got up from the soft bed, and looked in the mirror at the large kiss marks and bruises on her body, as well as "the suit" that was almost torn to shreds, and a faint flush appeared on her face.
She didn't expect that her boyfriend, who had always given people a rational and calm impression on weekdays, would directly turn into a beast, bringing herself a full two hours of wildness and excitement, even if she thinks about it now, she will feel hot and dry.
But unfortunately, she didn't have much time to reminisce, bent down and kissed Zhang Cheng on the face, and quickly rushed into the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.
Fifteen minutes later, the girl was carrying her schoolbag and a breakfast prepared by an invisible servant, got into the most beautiful sports car in the garage, started the engine, and drove down the road.
For her, today not only means a new day, but also a chance to meet her former friends and teach her former enemies a lesson.
Don't think that the idea of "wealth and nobility do not return to their hometowns, such as embroidering clothes and walking at night" only exists in the East.
On the contrary, it is just as popular in the Western world.
In the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, the American nouveau riche were madly obsessed with the blood of the British aristocracy, either marrying their sons a noble wife or marrying their daughters to England, which alone numbered more than 200 people.
The British BBC also specially made a historical film "Million Lady" to tell their stories, including Jenny Jerome, the mother of British Prime Minister Winston Churchill, and Princess Diana's great-grandmother, Francis Walker......
Of course, there are many complex relationships and exchanges between money, power, and social status.
But with Elizabeth's relatively simple way of thinking, she hasn't considered it so much for the time being, just from the most primitive needs of human beings in the depths of her subconscious, eager to be recognized by more people.
Obviously, as a girl from a slum background, it is impossible to gain the approval and acceptance of the children of wealthy families.
Because there are huge differences in behavior, habits, and values between the two sides, and that hierarchical coterie does not mean that you can get rich overnight.
Although the United States is ostensibly a capitalist country through and through, the amount of wealth is not exactly the same as social status, and money alone does not mean wealth.
In many cases, a rich man's influence does not refer to his net worth, but to how much control he has over an industry and whether it is important.
Take the U.S. steel industry as an example, although the profits of the three major steel companies have been declining after the restructuring, and even many subsidiaries have continued to lay off employees and go bankrupt, and even the market value is only about $3 billion, which is not as good as a larger Internet company.
However, the major shareholders of these companies still have influence in all aspects of the entire country, and can throw out dozens of streets of ninety percent of Internet companies with a listing price of more than 100 million yuan.
After all, steel is the backbone of a country, the foundation of military and material technology, and as long as the brains of US government officials are not collectively convulsed, they will never allow their steel industry to go bankrupt and go bankrupt.
In the same way, if a person is only rich, then he will never be accepted by the American high society, and he will encounter all kinds of difficulties, frauds, and even kidnapping and ransom.
In the eyes of the capitalists, such a guy is a fattened pig who deserves to be torn to pieces and devoured.
To some extent, Elizabeth, who has more than 30 million and close to 40,000 fortunes, is now a very fat little lamb.
Since inheriting Catherine's estate, there have been more than 40 cases of door-to-door or phone calls to sell financial and investment projects with a large number of pitfalls.
Fortunately, she herself has long seen the sinister nature of human nature, and would rather put her money in the bank than invest in something she is not familiar with.
In a happy mood, the girl parked the sports car directly at the school gate, jumped down and shouted at the black youth at the door of a dilapidated car repair shop opposite: "Jefferson! Take care of the car for me! Remember, if I lose a tire when I come back, you will be in great trouble." ”
"Shet! you...... You're Elizabeth?!" The black young man known as Jefferson grew his mouth in surprise.
"That's right, man, I'm back!How, are you happy to see me?" said Elizabeth, flicking her long waterfall blonde hair.
"Oh God, is it you? Why did you come back? Didn't you inherit a large inheritance and live a good life?" asked Jefferson with great interest.
"No why! I suddenly found that I didn't fit in with those blue pools on the East Side, and it was still the little slut at St. Jonas High School who was more in tune. With that, Elizabeth pulled out a bulging envelope and stuffed it into the other's hand.
Jefferson subconsciously opened it and took a look, and found that it was a thick pile of noisy on the edge, at least six or seven thousand, so he hurriedly hid it in fright, and exclaimed nervously: "Damn! Why do you give me so much money? I promise, if anyone on this street knows that I have six or seven thousand dollars on me, it is estimated that I will be shot before I can walk ten steps." ”
"Shhhh The girl laughed and punched the black youth in the chest.
"Hahahaha! Okay! Looks like you're really developed! Don't worry, I promise your car is parked here and no one will dare to move. The latter laughed merrily.
Maybe for the rich, six or seven thousand dollars may not be enough to buy a slightly better bottle of red wine, but for the poor who live at the bottom of the ladder, it's almost the sum of all their income for months without eating or drinking.
Just as Elizabeth was about to say something more, a fat girl with a rather sturdy figure suddenly stopped, stared at her eyes and screamed piercingly: "Ah!!!! God, Elizabeth, my good sister, are you back?"
"Hey, yes, Camilla, I'm back! Quick, give your best sister a hug." ”
"Of course!"
Without saying a word, Camilla opened her arms and gave Elizabeth a warm bear hug, and even used her amazing strength to lift her friend high to express her inner excitement.
After the hug, she noticed the beautiful sports car parked on the side of the road, and asked excitedly, "Is this a rumor true? You have inherited a large inheritance, and now you are an out-and-out rich man?"
"Uh-huh! I can only be regarded as a small asset, at least not compared to my boyfriend. Just before Christmas, someone gave him a luxury Long Island villa worth tens of millions of dollars. Elizabeth pretended to give away a little information about the residence.
"What?!"
"Shet! I'm a goddamn rich man!"
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The three young men who were chatting and laughing did not notice that two pairs of eyes had been staring at them not far away.
One of them is Zhang Cheng himself, and the other is Jesse Livermore.
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