These three big clever ones almost started fighting because of a piece of tripe.

Ye Cheng enjoyed this unscrupulous atmosphere very much. He spoke after they had almost had a fuss:

"Every stage of life has different criteria for judging success. In high school, the college entrance examination undoubtedly measures a person's ability. Those who have good exams, whether they are hard work or talent, must have outstanding features. I actually envy those who study hard. The reason why you have this feeling is that when you grow up, the standards for evaluating a person's success have changed."

After hearing this, Lin Yu sneered and said indifferently:

"The more you don't have anything, the more you envy it. The biggest difference between us and those who study hard is not that we don't work hard enough, because we have a way out. To put it the most realistic thing, even if we are fools, we will never have to worry about food and clothing in our future life. However, they have no other way out except to study. If you can switch you to their position, you may work harder than them."

After Lin Yu finished speaking, he drank all the remaining wine in the glass in one gulp, and his whole body exuded an indescribable depression.

The Taoist priest frowned and lit a cigarette, handed it to him, and then asked with great concern:

"What's the stimulation you're?"

Lin Yu took a deep breath, raised his head and blew away the smoke, rubbed his forehead and remained silent for a long time before speaking:

"I donated all the money I saved during this period to the Alliance Charity."

Everyone knew that he had not finished speaking, so they suppressed the curiosity in their hearts and waited silently. It was not until a cigarette was finished that Lin Yu had calmed down his mood, stared at the churning copper pot, and said slowly:

"Yesterday I met with the person in charge of the Charity Trust. He showed me a video. It was an unknown small mountain village. If the children there wanted to go to school, they had to set off at three in the morning and climbed a hill before they could reach the school.

There are only more than 30 students in an elementary school, and there is not even a single student because the children of seven or eight years old have to help adults work in the fields, but even so, a family's annual income is only 2,000 yuan.

After hearing the news that we were going to build a charity primary school, I did not see joy on their faces. All I saw was numbness. For the first time, I knew that the gap between people could be so big."

Although Lin Yu's words were very contagious, Ye Cheng had no feelings. He just remembered a variety show column on Mango TV.

Maybe the original intention of that variety show is good, but the program team made too many disgusting measures for the performance of the show, and later it completely evolved into a "star-making variety show"

Let the group of naughty children in the city and the children in the mountains interchange and experience life with each other. In a strong contrast, it seems that those rich people are guilty.

Ye Cheng remembers that every time he watched this show with his parents, Empress Dowager Lin would threaten him to send him to the deformed.

However, compared to Ye Cheng's reckless thinking, Wolong and Fengchu fell into silence after hearing him.

The Taoist priest took off his leather cover, closed his flowing long hair, tied it up again, and then said with a smile:

"You have always been curious about why I have hair. In fact, it has nothing to do with Taoist culture. I just want to keep it until 30 cm later and donate it to those children who fight cancer. There are too many sufferings in this world, and it would be unimaginable if I hadn't seen it myself."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tragic, Simida filled the two of them with wine and said freely:

"You both are so loving, and I seem very cold. Why don't I don't have all my old clothes?"

Ye Cheng sneered and said ruthlessly:

"Ha, you'd better forget it. If you can wear your size clothes, you will definitely be a starving player."

"You're so poisonous! Are you not sympathetic at all?"

Yao Zehua broke the defense on the spot.

"Alliance charity is my greatest compassion. I am still struggling in this world. I don't seek merit, but I just want peace of mind."

Ye Cheng did not deny his indifference at all. He had long passed the age of overwhelming sympathy, and helping within his ability was his greatest kindness.

Lin Yu quickly walked out of his low mood and said with some self-deprecating words:

"Well, I actually regretted it after donating it, but as you said, please feel at ease."

"Drinking, we work hard. Only after earning money can we choose to help others or improve our lives." The Taoist priest raised his glass and took a big sip, and said in a daze:

"Smida, don't worry, there are many people who are suitable for you to give your love."

Although Simida felt that the Taoist priest didn't seem to hold back anything, she still couldn't help but feel curious and asked anxiously:

"Hmm? Don't talk halfway, who are you?"

The Taoist priest said with a slight whisper while knocking on the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks:

"My father gambling mother and my brother are sick and studying, but I haven't been familiar with her recently.

Her brothers and sisters depended on her and she failed to marry into a good family.

My ex-husband is tyrannical and scoundrel, and he has to pay off his loan if he fails in business.

I have no income to raise my child alone, and from then on, I will go to a path of no return.”

...

When Ye Cheng came out of the store, all three great clever minds had fallen asleep. Before he came out, he tiptoed to clean up the battlefield alone and even cleaned the copper pot.

On the way to the company, Ye Cheng pillowed on the car window and looked at the dim sky. He was very glad that the old friends around him were as kind as they were in the previous life. Of course, these clevernesses were also as cheap as they were in the previous life.

Just when Ye Cheng was deeply moved, Tianyou's boss Yu Yang also returned to China on this day of yellow sand. With him, Ye Cheng's old friend, Park Yong-jun, was walking out of the terminal.

These days, Yu Yang has been negotiating with Park Yongjun about the matter of changing the skin in "Battle Royale". After a long bargaining, he finally bought the source code of "Battle Royale" for 20 million.

It was not until the end of the transaction that he realized that the source code was not officially completed. It would take at least two months of testing to officially open the game.

However, Park Yong-joon did not take advantage of him. The subsequent tests, development, and upgrades of the game were all included in the 20 million miles.

Ye Cheng's plan completely lost the possibility of "Battle Royale" entering China, and also offended Samsung. Unless he can make another phenomenal hit game, her development in South Korea will be difficult.

This also made him want to come to China to develop completely. Although he didn't want to admit it, judging from the revenue of CF, China is indeed the largest online game market now.
Chapter completed!