Zheng laid on the bed and looked at the ceiling. He felt that if he didn’t groan a few times, he would really die.
He was really angry with the Zhang family. They were too extravagant and stingy.
He was also from the younger generation, but his uncle treated him like an outsider. Not only did he not want to give him some pocket money to subsidize his needs, but he also said that ‘earning money is to spend for his children’.
It was made clear that he didn’t treat him as one of his own.
The more Zheng thought about it, the angrier he became.
He remembered that there were a lot of insightful suggestions that he planned to give to Huan to improve the company’s management level. He wouldn’t give them anymore.
The Zhang family’s company deserves to get worse and worse, and it will go bankrupt sooner or later!
After imagining that the Zhang family would go bankrupt and have no money in the future, Zheng finally calmed down.
He took out his cellphone and saw that a group of brand-new social animals in the group chat of college classmates were spitting out bitterness, talking about their school days and childhoods. After being beaten up in the society, they all thought of how wonderful it was when they used to ask their parents for pocket money.
Zheng felt uncomfortable when he saw the words pocket money.
He said in the group, “Do you know how much my sister’s monthly allowance is?”
Because he used to brag in school, everyone jokingly called him ‘Young Master’. When he said that, they first asked, “How old is your sister?”
Zheng replied, “Elementary school student, probably third or fourth grade.”
Someone made a bold guess, “One thousand?”
“That’s an exaggeration. My monthly living expenses in college were only two thousand.”
“Can you compare with our Young Master Liang’s family?”
“Young Master Liang~ Young Master Liang~ Hurry up, uncover the mystery for us! Let us poor people widen our knowledge. How much is it?”
Everyone was afraid of comparison.
When Zheng was compared with the Zhang family, he would roll his eyes and kick his legs, wishing to die on the spot. But compared with these ordinary people, he became awesome again.
He sneered at the ignorance of these people from the bottom of his heart, and said disdainfully in the group chat, “Ten thousand yuan.”
“Elementary school student?”
“It’s an exaggeration, right?”
Zheng deliberately waited for everyone to make these exclamations before replying, “Because she is still young and may spend money indiscriminately, so she was only given 10,000 yuan.”
Sure enough, the group chat exploded again.
Someone questioned, “Young Master Liang, aren’t you an only child?”
“Idiot, this must be about his cousin! The one who lives in a big mansion in K City!”
“Young Master Liang~ Young Master Liang, do you need a husband for your cousin?”
“Go away! My sister is only an elementary school student!”
Zheng added, “I’m only talking about my little sister. Her pocket money was given by her elder sister. I don’t even know how much pocket money my eldest cousin has.”
Someone asked, “How old is your eldest cousin?”
Zheng replied, “She’ll be in high school when the next school year starts. Her academic performance is very poor, just like the kind of a second-generation rich kid, a failure. She will also go to the best high school in K City, and my aunt paid a lot to send her in.”
In Zheng’s opinion, all of Huan’s money was his aunt’s money, Huan’s company was his aunt’s company, and Huan’s home was his aunt’s home.
In his heart, he and his aunt were close relatives with deep affection. To sum it up, it was his family’s money, company, and home.
All in all, Zheng didn’t regard himself as an outsider of the Zhang family.
However, even if he regarded the Zhang family as a close relative and treated them as his family, the Zhang family treated him as an outsider. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
The person who asked about him being an only child before hadn’t checked the group chat much recently because of being too busy. When he asked in detail, others pointed out the photos of the mansion and luxury cars that Zheng had posted before in the group chat.
The man was so impressed that he kept sighing in admiration and asked, “So you’re working for your aunt now? How much do you make a month?”
This was simply putting a knife in Liang Zheng’s wound and rubbing salt into it.
Zheng was so angry so he hurriedly typed in his response, “Don’t mention it! They are so rich but so stingy, they only give me 6,000 a month…”
In fact, the salary was 6,000 yuan a month. But since he was still an intern, he only got half of it, which was 3,000 yuan.
Zheng, who was typing in a fit of anger, suddenly came back to his senses—how could he tell his classmates the truth about the collapse of his career?
Everyone thought he was living in a mansion and got a Ferrari. If he let them know the truth, he would lose his face as Young Master Liang.
Zheng deleted all the words he had typed and re-wrote his response, “She’s my aunt, so I can’t just say that I work part-time or not. It’s our own company anyway and I’m just helping them manage it. I’m also embarrassed to ask for too much…”
He originally wanted to write 20,000 yuan a month, but when he thought that Heling was getting 10,000 yuan a month pocket money, then 20,000 yuan was not appropriate.
But how much was appropriate? He didn’t know what to say.
Finally, he thought to himself, “How could my salary, as an adult, be just four or five times more than my cousin’s pocket money—it should be six or seven times more, right?”
Zheng gritted his teeth and wrote, “It’s only 70,000 a month.”
There was another explosion in the group chat and they expressed their envy one after another, asking if his aunt still lacked nephews, sons, and pets.
Some even sent him private messages to ask for his to help arrange jobs for them.
Furthermore, they asked what was his position he in the company.
Zheng was flustered and replied, “I was given the director position for now and we will talk about changing it later if necessary. My male cousin is still so young and the company needs a family member to manage it. I am the only nephew of my aunt, so I can’t shirk this responsibility.”
There was another chorus of admiration, envy, and flattery in the group chat.
Zheng’s anger that had been building up in his chest finally went down. And after it did, he was empty again.
Although he lived in a large mansion temporarily, his monthly salary was only 6,000 yuan and the BMW he drove was also the most worn-out car in the family.
When his cousins went out, they were all in a luxury car that’s worth about five or six million yuan, accompanied by the driver and a helper.
This difference was too big, and the more he thought about it, the emptier he felt. He could only hate his reincarnation skills for not being good, as he became Yingying’s nephew instead of her son.
Under the emptiness, he took out his laptop and opened a pornographic website, found a porn video, and masturbated while watching it.
After that, he washed his hands. He lost a lot of body fluids and felt thirsty. He went out of the room to go downstairs to get some water to drink. It happened that Yansheng also walked out of her room to go downstairs, and they met in the corridor.
Zheng stared at her.
That night, she was so uneducated and left with a cold face without even listening to others, so he was not able to tell Huan his suggestions for the company.
Zheng thought that he wouldn’t give this unruly girl a good attitude as well.
While he was figuring out how cold his face should be, Yansheng had already passed in front of him without even giving him any single glance at all.
He was completely treated as air.
Zheng was furious.
He was really going to die of anger.
Yansheng has learned in this lifetime not to let herself be angry because of the people she hated. Why should she stare at a piece of sh*t to make herself nauseous? It was better to pretend that this piece of sh*t didn’t exist.
She heard another sound of footsteps, which meant that Zheng followed her downstairs, probably to look for food and drink as well.
Huan had already told him to rent an apartment by himself. She was pretty sure that he would not stay there much longer, not even for a month—just like a passerby.
Yansheng, who came back from the dead, wanted to cherish her youthful years now. She would rather spend more time memorizing formulas and solving questions than wasting time with someone whose surname was Liang.
She opened the refrigerator and took a look.
The refrigerator in the kitchen was used to store vegetables, meat, and eggs; while the refrigerator in the dining room was filled with food that can be eaten at any time, such as snacks and drinks.
Yansheng took some snacks and a drink casually, turned around and passed by Zheng. The two looked at each other with disgust, and neither spoke to each other.
Yansheng held the drink and torn open the snack bag. While eating and walking, she thought, “Will this person steal that watch in this life, too?“
If he wanted to steal it, then just steal it already; then he would be arrested and get thrown in the jail early, so she could be worry-free. She didn’t want him dangling in front of her.
Zheng took a few cans of drinks and beer from the refrigerator and prepared to take them upstairs.
He glanced diagonally from the corner of his eye and saw Yansheng walking up the stairs holding the snacks, without turning her head at all, so he looked over boldly.
This young girl hadn’t developed well yet, but her legs were pretty, he thought bitterly.
He returned to his room and continued to watch pornographic videos.
Many videos on the website were secretly filmed videos. The perverts sneaked in and installed hidden cameras to secretly record videos of couples having s*x, and secretly record videos of girls changing clothes, going to the toilet, and taking a bath.
Zheng watched them with gusto.
A group of perverts in the bullet screen were still communicating there, discussing the bodies of the victimized women.
All of a sudden, someone asked, “I also have a video, how can I upload it?”
Someone immediately replied to him, “The ‘Upload’ button is above the navigation bar.”
Another message floated by, “Brother, how did you record it?”
That person answered, “Hehehehe, it was a shared room and I installed a camera in the bathroom.”
A group of perverts, including Zheng, laughed upon seeing the response. They all sent out different kinds of laughing emojis in the bullet screen.
In the bedroom on the third floor, Huan had an unhappy expression towards Yingying. “Next week at the latest, let your nephew move out.”
Yingying smiled and replied, “He is just a kid who is ignorant. If he says something wrong, don’t mind him.”
Huan sneered, “He didn’t say something wrong. He just didn’t like our family.”
But Yingying refused to admit it. “How could that be?”
Huan was too lazy to explain to her. To put it bluntly, Zheng’s ‘dislike’ was actually hatred of their wealth.
He had seen many relatives who were envious and jealous of him and his family’s lives, but Zheng was the first one who tried to control his family’s money. He couldn’t wait to write ‘it’s better to spend this money for me’ on his face. It was really indescribably greasy.
Huan didn’t know what was wrong with Zheng, that he suddenly lost patience and tolerance towards this ‘relative’. It might be that his family and his wife’s family were not quite in sync with each other.
That being the case, he said, “Anyway, I just made it clear to you. I won’t say it the second time.” He glanced at Yingying, then went in to take a shower.
Yingying was very annoyed.
After thinking about it carefully, she blamed Yansheng, that dead girl, who was such a noxious influence on her father again.
Yingying usually woke up late. The next day, after she got up, she witnessed her son and daughter surrounding Yansheng, so she was really angry.
She pulled Shuocheng over and then scolded Heling, “You have nothing to do, right? Have that free time to study!”
Without waiting for Heling’s defense, Shuocheng broke free from her and said, “We are all done with our homework!”
Heling also spoke hurriedly, “It’s true, we have both finished our homework already. I have checked all of Shuoshuo’s homework.” Although there were a lot of mistakes, they were all corrected and changed. But there was no need to tell this to their mother who was angry now. After all, she never cared about what they study anyway.
What she often said was “It doesn’t matter anyway, you have money that you can’t spend for a lifetime.”
She really felt that there was no need to struggle anymore when they were already so rich.
She had found them such a rich father and it was all worth it.