I believe that everyone has a time when they look up at the sky at a 45° angle. At that time, I ran through many scenes in my head like running a train.
The story structure of this book is the product of three young men who looked up to the sky. I don't know who insisted on writing it in the end. I wish it could be me.
Regarding the rich second generation, all the pretentious luxury goods in the article are just for fun, in order to give the article a very literary and painful background. That's all