The entertainment industry was a mix of good and bad people. There were all kinds of people.
Of course, Reba was also very knowledgeable. Whether it was a real big boss, a nouveau riche, a rich second generation, or a Acting Tough King who pretended to be rich, she had seen too many of them.
Reba had just returned from the Middle East. The rich people there were world-class. They really didn't treat money as money.
However, for some reason, Reba felt greasy and disgusted when others showed off their wealth!
However, Wang Ting's flaunting of wealth gave her a natural feeling.
It seemed that this was not a way to show off one's wealth. It was like a peacock spreading its tail, but it was born with it.
At this time, Wang Ting also realized that the beautiful woman from the Western Region, who was regarded as a goddess by the Dragon Country fans, was always secretly glancing at him through the rearview mirror. Her face was even a little red.
This made Wang Ting a little puzzled.
"Are you not feeling well? Why is your face so red? Are you having a fever? Why are you always looking at my face? Is there anything you want to say?”
Wang Ting's words immediately made Reba unable to…
Oh my god, why are you so straight? Must you be so direct?
The atmosphere became awkward.
Actually, it was not wrong to say that Wang Ting was straight.
In this world, every man was born straight. It was just that in the later stages of growth, due to the polishing of society, or in the process of courting and making friends, they had to learn some skills and become what women called warm men.
However, wasn't a warm man just a bootlicker?
Could Wang Ting become a bootlicker?
In the eyes of ordinary people, playboys and playboys were definitely experts in flirting with girls.
But he was wrong.
As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten! Only men who had no capital were forced to go back and learn those flirting skills to win with skills.
A true rich man, tall, rich, and handsome, did not need any skills?
If you use all your skills, can you match the tens of millions I've thrown out?
For example, when facing the sniper just now, an ordinary person might have to master a superb fighting technique to deal with that moment! Only then could they turn the situation around.
However, it was more likely that he would die on the streets.
Because no matter how good one's fighting skills were, they couldn't compare to a pistol!
However, in Wang Ting's hands, he only needed to move his finger and offer 100 times the price. Even the world's number one assassin would have to give in to him!
In this world, who didn't work for money?
According to this theory, if one's social status was negatively proportional to one's flirting skills, then Wang Ting would be the world's worst flirting straight man. There was nothing wrong with that ~
"By the way, what did you want to ask before the crash?”
Wang Ting also felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, so he took the initiative to change the topic.
Reba scratched her head.
"I wanted to ask... Are you really married to Sister Mi? We've known each other for six to seven years and we've talked about almost everything. But even I didn't know that she was married…"
Wang Ting smiled indifferently.
"I thought that only those male fans would care about whether Yang Mi is married or not. Why do you also think that it's a pity that Yang Mi is married?”
Reba lowered her head and muttered,
"That's not it. Actually, it's quite a pity for a man like you to get married so early..."
Wang Ting didn't hear it clearly."
"What did you say?"
Reba quickly blushed and shook her head.
"Nothing, nothing…"
Her heartbeat accelerated!
Reba, reba, why are you so useless? That's Sister Mi's husband!
Reba didn't say anything else, afraid that she would say something wrong again…
Ten minutes later.
Wang Ting finally returned to the dining room with the hot bar.
When Reba and Yang Mi met, the two of them immediately started to talk non-stop.
Wang Ting himself couldn't get a word in, and he didn't plan to either ~
The two women naturally talked about Jiaxing, and Yang Mi told Reba about her encounter.
Reba combined what she knew and finally understood the truth.
She slammed the table in anger!
"Damn it, Sister Mi, I think they're doing this on purpose. How could they do this? Jiaxing is where it is today because of your leadership. They are actually so ungrateful!”
Yang Mi nodded.
"Perhaps I should have thought of it from the beginning. They're not like me, who treat acting as their dream. They're just a group of capitalists who only care about profit.”
Reba almost told him what had happened just now!
However, when she recalled Wang Ting's instructions in the car just now, she swallowed her words and snorted,
"As expected, capitalists are all vampires. Don't they have any human feelings?”
At this moment, Wang Ting chuckled."
"Human feelings? How could capitalists be humane? In the eyes of capitalists, you are just tools for your husband and means of production. The only thing they need is the value of your labor.”
Reba looked at Wang Ting in confusion."
"But they are also humans. Are they not human?”
Wang Ting took a sip of wine and said calmly,
"Have you ever played a gathering game? The farmers and workers inside would continue to mine and build. If their physical strength was too exhausted and their work efficiency decreased, the players would delete them without hesitation and send in a few new workers to continue working.”
"The players will never consider whether these laborers are tired or not. Was it pitiful? Because they were just tools. This was the perspective of capitalists. If they wanted to expect them to empathize, they would be asking for crocodile tears.”
Yang Mi and Reba were silent.
It was only now that they realized this. It was impossible to change this point. It had been like this since ancient times.
Relatively speaking, Wang Ting was better off.
Because he used to be a rich second generation, not the main exploiter. He was just the biggest beneficiary of the family's wealth.
The so-called being rich and heartless was actually referring to the rich generation because they had risen to power through exploitation.
On the other hand, a rich second-generation heir like Wang Ting would be more humane.
This was because their voices had no twists or turns, and their personalities had also been maintained to the greatest extent. They could see through all the truth without being obscured by any lies.
The heart of a pure child might be like this.
In this world, there were two kinds of people with the best mentality.
The first type was the monk, and the second type was the rich second generation.
At this moment,
Wang Ting remembered that he had heard Reba talking about her going to the Middle East to participate in the endorsement event.
Some of the situations mentioned were familiar to Wang Ting.
He suddenly realized that this was a parallel world. Could it be that the group of oil princes he had the best relationship with were also here?
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