It was spread out, and the guests gathered at the table, talking softly and elegantly. The picture was quite similar to the artistic conception of "talking and laughing, having great scholars and having no white dick..."

Gao Shengnan pulled Ye Huan into the bar, then sat down at the bar, as if he was very familiar with the bartender at the bar, Gao Shengnan called out a bottle of vodka in a faint tone.

The bartender was about to unscrew the wine bottle, but Ye Huan stopped him quickly.

"Slowly, let's make an appointment before the wine starts. Who will treat you today?"

Gao Shengnan stared at him hard: "Ye Huan, you are already the young master of a rich family, why are you still looking like you want money?"

"It's different from being rich and being suckers. If you have to bring me here to drink, you can't cheat me, right?" Ye Huan still looked like a gangster in the market.

Gao Shengnan was angry and laughed: "You, you're so helpless in this life, you're both bastard and stingy. I really don't know what I like about you..." OK, I can check out, right? Just open your stomach and drink."

Ye Huan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said to the bartender: "Then let's not drink vodka anymore. How many people in the world drink vodka have made a fortune? Let's drink Hennessy, with a fork and a circle behind it. Well, just drink that kind..."

The bartender looked at Gao Shengnan hesitantly, and Gao Shengnan smiled helplessly. This guy makes people hate him all the time..." No, his fist itched.

"Listen to him, take a bottle of Hennessy?, add ice to the cup." Gao Shengnan ordered lightly.

The strong wine entered his throat, mixed with a little coldness of ice. His internal organs felt like they were melting with ice and fire. Ye Huan let out a long breath, feeling comfortable.

Gao Shengnan was obviously much more comfortable than Ye Huan. He raised his neck and a whole glass of wine penetrated her throat.

Ye Huan grinned and said, "I only now know that it's great to have money. At least Hennessy is much better than Erguotou."

Gao Shengnan stared at him and said softly: "You are already rich, and you are richer than most people in the world. It seems that there is no need to say this kind of thing in an envious tone, right?"

"My mother is a rich man, but I am not, I am still a poor man..." Ye Huan smiled and said, "I don't know why, I used to have a very hatred for rich people, but now I have transformed myself and become a rich man. Now I even hate myself..."

Xiao Se smiled and Ye Huan said: "... Qiao Mu told me that this is a negative mentality of myself, which is a psychological illness. The opposing class that was obviously very hated and swearing to the point of being incompatible, but now his identity suddenly stands on the side of his enemy. Qiao Mu said that this cannot be changed from values, which creates psychological barriers, which is what we ancient people call the "intellectual demon" in our heart..."

Haha, Damn, I have lived without any illness since I was a child, but now I am sick. What the hell is psychological illness?"

Gao Shengnan looked at Ye Huan quietly smiling, and a lot of tenderness arose in his heart.

Yes, an ordinary and down-and-out gangster, his life is difficult but calm, and he even satisfies his peaceful life, but his fate seems to be teasing him. His parents have come to recognize him, have money and power, and the extremely different quality of life in the upper class have had an impact on his original grassroots values.

If you are an ordinary person, you must be happy to accept all this and regard it as a gift from God.

But Ye Huan is not an ordinary person. He has his own beliefs and many stubborn persistences. The collision between the market and the noble will only make him more confused and confused. He is powerless to change his destiny, but struggles will only be futile.

What he was most worried about from embarrassment to prosperity was perhaps because he was afraid that he would become no longer himself?

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Chapter completed!