"Then forget it. Let's not talk about this," Xia Qiuyu said. She felt that this topic was really not suitable to be discussed in front of Yang Ya.
This kind of "special provision" would definitely cause Yang Ya to be even more disgusted. Although Yang Ya would not dislike Xu Yun, she would definitely hate the existence of this kind of "special provision" very much.
It was believed that every Hua Xia person did not like the existence of "special provision".
There were nursery rhymes among the people that praised the "big tigers" and "little flies" that had already been killed, as well as the fish that had escaped the net that had not yet been killed:
The leader's luxury car, the people squeeze into the bus to go to work, and still have to thank him everywhere.
The leader's food and drink are specially provided, the people eat and drink poisoned rice, and still have to support you from time to time.
The leader's garden villa, the people can't afford a broken house, and still have to flatter him every day.
The leader's lover is not clear, the people can't afford to get married, and still have to sing praises.
The leader's assets are transferred abroad, the people look down on illness, and still have to serve your mother's ass!
Once this song was written, it was unknown whether it would be forgotten by the "river crab", but this kind of phenomenon really existed in many places. This was also an indisputable fact. Yang Ya, a child who grew up in an ordinary family, was eventually reduced to doing things like "peripherals". It really could not be separated from the coercion of society.
If today was still the era of "hearts as a collective, working together to seize the harvest", how could this kind of thing happen?
Society was developing, but at the same time, it was also regressing … The education from childhood was torn away layer by layer by people. At the beginning, people were inherently good, but when the layers of moral education were torn away, what people revealed was often not the initial pure heart of a child. In other words, people's initial hearts were not kind, but evil.
Especially after this society gave people the opportunity to make money, people began to come up with all kinds of methods.
It was more or less like the saying "If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked". When some small bribes could easily make a fortune, making money suddenly became simple.
Especially with the deepening of the anti-corruption struggle after the "18th Party Congress", more and more people realized that almost none of the rich people in China were clean.
People in the United States often said that the rich people of Hua Xia who immigrated to the United States were often very low-key, because they knew that their money was not clean. Their children, on the other hand, were not low-key. They were rather high-profile.
The first thing the second-generation heirs of Hua Xia did when they entered the United States was to buy a mansion and a luxurious car! That amount of money was enough to scare the Americans half to death.
There was a joke that went like this: On the banks of the Yellow River, a group of Hua Xia's outstanding rich second generation gathered. The prosperity of Hua Xia's people and the responsibility of Hua Xia's powerful nation all depended on this group of rich second generation masters!
Ever since the descendants of Hua Xia lived their lives around the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers, there had never been anyone from the Hua Xia who dared to strut around in front of the Americans like a rich second generation. They were so arrogant, proud, and even overbearing!
Reality proved that not only were rich second-generation heirs the ancestors of Hua Xia, but they were also the ancestors of foreigners in the United States.
The rich second-generation heirs were the only ones who were as fearless as Grandpa Mao had said. They did not care about the rules of the United States, but insisted on the socialist rules that were characteristic of Hua Xia!
For example, on the streets of the United States, pedestrians should make way for cars. If they didn't, then the car would drive over them. It didn't matter if you were white or black. The rich second-generation heirs would not be racist, because Asians who were slow to dodge would still be driven over.
If they had to go to court for hitting someone, then so be it. The American judge thought that Hua Xia people were rich, so he set the bail at a sky-high price, from 50,000 to 500,000, and from 500,000 to 2,000,000 US dollars. He thought that this time, Hua Xia people would be completely dumbfounded.
However, the mother of the rich second-generation heirs of Hua Xia wrote a check without even blinking. Two million US dollars, not a cent less. She could take her son away on the same day. The judge of the US Empire was dumbfounded!
Shock, astonishment, confusion, and surprise!
The capitalist society of the United States believed that money was omnipotent. If you had money, you wouldn't have to go to jail. The rich second-generation heirs of Hua Xia did it, directly exposing the decadence of the capitalist society.
Not only would the Americans be dumbfounded, everyone in the world would be dumbfounded!
This was because these rich little ancestors were raised by many generations of rich and powerful families in Hua Xia. Calling them rich second-generation heirs or second-generation heirs was just a general concept.
These people were no longer "second-generation" heirs. No one knew how many generations they were.
Those rich second-generation heirs in the true sense did not have the chance to show off in front of foreigners, because the little money their fathers earned was only enough for them to splurge and waste in their country.
However, these people who went abroad to have fun were different. If they wanted to buy a villa in the United States, they had to buy a villa in the tens of millions! If they wanted to buy a car, it had to be a Ferrari, Bentley, Lamborghini, or Bugatti! They also had to pay attention to what they wore and what they consumed. Hermes, Prada, and LV were the best to show off their status.
They didn't buy red wine by the bottle, but by the carton. They bought more than a dozen cartons at once! If they liked the wine, they would go to France and buy the winery that produced it! When they went to buy handmade cigars, they didn't buy them by the bottle, but the whole shelf!
Therefore, in the United States, it was common to see such a scene:
The young Hua Xia people were picking goods. Seven or eight Caucasian shop assistants followed them with carts. Some were in charge of serving them coffee, while others were holding ashtrays and waiting for the ashes. That was called hundreds of people responding to a call!
It wasn't to brag. If these little ancestors asked these American people to say something like "Your servant is here", they would say it without hesitation.
This was because they spent large amounts of US dollars! There was never a time when it was less than a hundred US dollars.
The shop assistants in the United States would look at the rich Asian young people in front of them with teary eyes. That kind of envy, respect, worship, and gratitude was exactly the same as the Hua Xia people's eyes when they saw foreign guests in the United States in the eighties.
The second-generation heirs used their actions to teach the Americans not to judge people by their appearance and not to engage in racial discrimination!
The more they looked like an underage Hua Xia yellow-skinned person, the more likely they were your ancestors. Don't look at the skinny Asians on the surface. Don't look down on their thick hometown accent. This group of people was really f * cking fierce when they bought things! Firstly, they didn't look at the price. Secondly, they didn't bargain. They bought whatever was expensive.
If such a rich person came to the American shop, would the Americans dare to ask him to "ban smoking"? Would they dare to laugh at him for picking his teeth and picking his nose in public? Would they dare to look down on him for not understanding the etiquette of Western civilization?
They wouldn't dare! Because he was money, and money was the grandfather of the whole world!
This money was earned by the parents and ancestors of these people using some kind of rules that most kind Hua Xia people would not use.
In the past, the topic of "let some people get rich first" had really come true in today's world. Indeed, some people had gotten rich first and then walked out of the country. They "represented" our country, "represented" our people, and let foreigners see with their own eyes what it meant to be rich!
Therefore, although they were a bit of "scum", they could be considered to have done good things for the country.
They left their motherland, Hua Xia, and traveled thousands of miles across the ocean so that they wouldn't harm the people and girls of Hua Xia. They were brave enough to cause trouble in the United States so that they could better cause trouble for American imperialism!
Let them never have a day of peace, and create a better peaceful environment for the rise of Hua Xia …
They psychologically extinguished the arrogance of the American Empire without a single shot, and tore apart the illusion of the American Empire dominating the world. They let the races of the United States, who had a sense of superiority, have a taste of what it was like to serve others for the sake of money.
The guaranteed education funds that the people of Hua Xia had been "cheated" of, the guaranteed medical funds, and all kinds of dirty things that they risked their lives to eat. In the end, they had been used to suppress the arrogance of the foreigners. Hopefully, they could really make the foreigners "fear" Hua Xia. At least this way, the people of Hua Xia wouldn't have eaten so much poisonous rice for nothing, right?
"Do you really plan to stay here and sleep tonight?" Xia Qiuyu didn't dare to let this topic agitate Yang Ya again, and raised the most serious problem they were facing now.
It was the problem of sleeping tonight.
Two single beds for three people, which meant that Xu Yun would have to sleep on the sofa.
Xu Yun scratched his head. "I'm really afraid that I won't be able to control myself when I go back. After all, I'm also a hot-blooded young man. In the face of so many temptations, it's hard to guarantee that I won't lose something. To be safe, I'd better stay here. It won't be too late to go back tomorrow morning."
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