Taoyao pursed his lips slightly, "You have never felt what a real poor person looks like."

"Girl, don't implicate your thoughts on the entire poor level." Gu Chen said, looking at the woman who might be eating seafood and abalone at this moment, "You have an annual salary of 300,000 yuan. Compared with me, you think there are very few people. You are very anxious. You think everyone is all human, why is the gap so big? Do you think I have put in so much effort, why are I only getting these rewards?"

"I don't, I think I'm fine now." Tao Yao retorted and looked at Gu Chen.

Gu Chen was laughing, a little squeamish.

Tao Yao was stunned for a moment, then turned around and went to have a meal.

"The annual salary is several million, and in a pessimistic worldview, I feel less; the monthly salary is two thousand yuan, and in an optimistic worldview, I feel satisfied." Gu Chen continued to speak, "You said I don't know the life of a poor person. Then I tell you, after high school, my parents gave me 30 yuan a month, and I have never touched any New Year's money. I went to KFC with my classmates to work because it is a child laborer, so people don't want it. Then when the school held an event, I pulled Lao Mei to pick up plastic bottles and sell it for money. When I saw a model of an airplane cost 500 yuan, I was thinking, how many bottles do I have to pick up to get it? Do you think I haven't lived the days when I was not rich? I held the three dollars in my pocket and stood outside the glass window for a day. Lao Mei looked at me pitiful and said she wanted to buy my own living expenses. Look, I was sympathized with me."

Gu Chen told the truth. He never talked about the life he had never experienced. During high school and college, he made three rules with his grandfather. He was just an ordinary person. His grandfather was not Gu Juexi. That day he was beaten out by his grandfather and said he was unfilial.

My father supported his approach very much and asked the uncle next door how much living expenses he would give to his children in a month. The uncle said, thirty years old, he felt that his father was not very smart, and the child from his uncle next door went to kindergarten.

Taoyao: "..."

Tao Yao looked at Gu Chen again, and couldn't figure out whether this person's brain was Watt, otherwise how could he be so self-harmed.

"By the way, I was the youngest when I was in high school. Lao Mei looked at me pitiful, so I took advantage of his meal for several years."

Taoyao: "..."

To be shameless!

"When you have no money, it's really helpless, but what's even more terrifying is that you turn this helplessness into pessimism and into hating the injustice of this world. There are more people with worse conditions than you who are working hard, but you see your own pitifulness. Even if others are just a normal look, you will feel sensitive. Does she think I'm poor? Do she think I'm not promising? Are she sarcastic? "Gu Chen said, looking at Tao Yao who has been poking chicken soup, "But Miss Tao has never been a pessimistic person. I think, for Miss Tao today, you can ignore it at all?"

Gu Chen seemed to be different from the noble young master she remembered.

Perhaps because he said that he had experienced the helplessness when he was out of money and had moments of helping others. Even if the person who helped him later was better rewarded, how could a teenager find someone to have a free meal if he didn't open it optimistically?
Chapter completed!