Warning: This is a mudslide in the world of nouveau riche novels. Reader discretion is advised.
More or less the same nouveau riche, chasing more or less the same dreams.
They drive more or less the same cars, carrying more or less the same girls.
They have more or less the same ideas and more or less the same narrow tastes.
Oh, more or less the same superiority complex, written across more or less the same faces.
They drink more or less the same red wine and chew more or less the same meat.
They wear more or less the same luxury watches and play around with more or less the same sluts.
They throw more or less the same parties and show off more or less the same crap.
My name is Chen Fan, a more or less ordinary nouveau riche. I live a more or less simple life, enjoying more or less the same boredom.
If you like it, give me a Rolex. If you don't, enjoy your warning of an African vacation. [silly face]
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
This brave man is obviously super strong and overly cautious
Well, one of the small TV Yi'er Temples was given away at noon. One hundred were given away, which already exceeded 100,000. Later, another twenty were given away, and an admiral was given in front of him. Did he put his own savings into it?
Doesn't anyone see that the title of this book is a joke?
How should I put it? It's a bit embarrassing and a bit out of my mind. . . Mostly ok. It's just ten thousand or twenty thousand and it's gone. A bit embarrassing
Yoho, I'm dying! Delete it
You can still keep up the good work and don't be a eunuch.
I think it's pretty good, it has its own style