Ding Yang said, "It depends on how you look at it. If you like someone else's wife, it makes you seem bad. But if the woman you like becomes someone else's wife, that's much more sophisticated, and it can also garner sympathy."

"You really are a master at flirting. You're quite something."

"No, I've hardly ever been in a relationship, how could I possibly be a master at flirting?"

"Xiaoyang, you speak so eloquently; you must have read quite a few books. What's your educational background?"

"I graduated from vocational high school, or to put it more nicely, from technical secondary school. I was originally going to go to junior college, but something came up and I didn't go. The main reason was that junior colleges no longer guarantee job placement, so I didn't want to go."

Before long, we arrived at a food stall in the industrial area. The stall was quite large, with four storefronts, and it served Cantonese cuisine and was run by locals.

The car, a Mercedes-Benz S600L, parked on the side of the road, immediately attracted strange looks.

The two got out of the car, and Tan Yan frowned.

It was lunchtime, and the restaurant was almost full, so the two of them sat at a table on the sidewalk.

"Waiter, let's order!"

"Sister Tan, what would you like to eat?"

"You order, I'm fine with anything."

"Steamed pork ribs with fermented soybean milk, braised beef brisket with bamboo shoots, eggplant casserole with fish-fragrant sauce, and pork rib soup with winter melon and barley."

"alright!"

"Sister Tan, do you drink?"

"I won't drink it!"

"Two cans of Sprite, please, and hurry up with my food!"

"OK!"

"Xiaoyang, if you want to drink, you can drink."

"No, I have to go to Humen Wharf in the middle of the night. Drinking might cause me to oversleep."

"Going to Humen in the middle of the night? What for?"

"Go load a truck with sand. Traffic police check vehicles during the day, but usually not at night. People hauling sand will always be overloaded; otherwise, they won't make any money."

"Sand is cheaper at the dock; if you buy it at the building materials market, you'll only find middlemen."

"oh!"

"Sister Tan, what exactly do you do for a living?"

Tan Yan hesitated for a moment,

"I am a nanny/housekeeper."

"What do you mean?"

"I work as a nanny. The employer hired three or four nannies, and I was the housekeeper, and occasionally I also worked as a driver."

"No wonder you switch between Jaguar and Mercedes so quickly."

"What? You look down on the nanny?"

"No, I'm just a laborer carrying loads, why should I look down on others?"

"Actually, there is no occupational discrimination when working outside. Even cleaning latrines is fine as long as you can earn money."

"Xiaoyang, how old are you this year?"

"I'll be 25 soon."

"oh…"

What kind of partner are you looking for?

"I'm so poor right now that I can barely support myself, so I don't dare to even think about dating."

"Don't say that. People who work in factories still date, don't they?"

"That's other people. I'm different. If you're looking for a woman to suffer with, then not looking for her is a form of kindness."

"I don't quite agree with that. Does that mean poor people don't deserve to date?"

"That's not what I meant. Love itself doesn't discriminate between rich and poor, but the people in love do."

"I just don't want to be in a relationship just for the sake of being in a relationship. If I meet someone suitable, or someone I like, then I will definitely pursue them."

"But when I'm down on my luck, I won't actively hope to date or find a woman to suffer with me. There's no need for that."

"If she's a good woman, you wouldn't bear to let her suffer with you. If she's not a good woman, she'll only cheat on you. Why invite suffering upon yourself?"

"Besides, in today's society, women prefer men who are already wealthy, not men who spend money on them."

"If a poor man tries to pursue a woman, even if he saves every penny and is willing to spend money on her, he is still worthless in her eyes and will only be labeled a 'simp'."

"When a rich man pursues her, she feels honored even though he doesn't spend a penny on her. She even thinks it's a test for her and will pay for things herself, or even go to a hotel with him."

"In a woman's eyes, the deep affection of a poor man is worthless, while the roguishness of a rich man is exceptionally charming."

"Money is a mirror that reveals true character, and also a measure of conscience. Poverty reveals human nature, while wealth reveals the true nature of people. Wealth can cover up a hundred ugliness, while poverty can destroy everything."

"In my opinion, if you can win a woman over with money, don't talk about feelings with her; if you win a woman over with feelings, just spend money on her."

"Hahaha, you really are unique."

"Sister Tan, that's just how society is these days. For example, if you say you want to sleep with someone else's wife, that's too lewd. But if you say you want to watch the sunrise and sunset together in bed, you're the modern-day Xu Zhimo."

"Hahahahaha!"

The woman's face twitched from laughing.

"Xiaoyang, if you were to find a girlfriend, what kind of girlfriend would you want?"

"Tell me the truth or a lie?"

"Nonsense, of course I'll listen to the truth."

"I want to find a rich woman!"

"puff!"

"You're really direct and honest."

"What's wrong with saying this? It's called complementary strengths."

"A rich woman finds a handsome man; she provides financial support, and I provide emotional support. That's how we can be happy."

"What nonsense about 'marrying someone of equal social standing'? If all rich people marry rich people, then according to that logic, should Ma Huateng (Pony Ma) marry Dong Mingzhu (Dong Mingzhu)?"

"Hehehehe,"

Ding Yang made the woman laugh.

"Sister Tan, do you know why so many older single women are still unable to get married?"

"I don't know, I haven't researched it. Tell me about it."

"Even those who only earn a few hundred a month hope to find a rich, handsome, and successful man, but how many rich, handsome, and successful men are there in the world?"

"In Guangdong, according to statistics, less than 3% of men are over 1.8 meters tall, which is less than the number of women with a D-cup bra size."

Tan Yan suddenly glanced at her chest.

"What kind of analogy is that?"

"Haha, I blurted it out, don't be offended, I was just telling the truth."

"This woman rode in a luxury car once and thought she could ride in luxury cars for the rest of her life. But men are different. Men know they are poor, but women don't know they are poor."

"Someone earning 800 a month wants to find someone earning 1 a month? How is that possible? People aren't blind."

"Xiaoyang, is finding a rich woman all you want? Is there an age limit?"

"Heroes don't ask about origins, and rich women don't ask about age. I want to find a rich woman, not to be kept, but to resonate with her, to make her like me, and for me to like her too—it's a normal relationship. Just like girls want to marry a rich man, I'm not selling myself. I just want to find a rich wife. If I wanted to be depraved, plenty of five-star hotels would hire me as a male escort."

"Of course, dating a rich woman is just my ideal, just a joke. I won't deliberately look for one. I know my own limitations."

"Sister Tan, do you have children?"

Tan Yan shook his head.

"No!"

"What, do you think I'm too old? Why don't you have children?"

"Nonsense, what do you mean 'old'? Why are you in such a hurry to have children? There are a lot of people choosing to be childless these days. There are many billionaires abroad who are childless."

"So, do you want to have children?"

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