Pretending to Be Poor Is Too Difficult; His Wealthy Identity Has Been Confirmed Once Again

01. The Ordinary Dream of a Rich Second Generation "What else can you do besides spend money?" In the chairman's office on the 68th floor of the Zhou Group headquarters. Zhou Tianhao slammed his hand on the mahogany desk. The blue-and-white porcelain teacup next to him bounced three times. "Dad, I'm just learning..." Zhou Xiaodong pouted. His fingers unconsciously twirled the Ferrari key in his pocket. "Learning? You call this learning?" Zhou Tianhao grabbed a stack of photos and threw them in front of his son, "Last week at the Macau casino, the day before yesterday at the yacht party, and yesterday you bought some limited edition supercar?" The photos scattered all over the floor like petals from a fairy. Zhou