Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

Family education, or rather the social class of a family, can easily influence a child's way of thinking. For example, Zhang Zongshuang subconsciously realizes that he is different from other children, and that his starting line is far ahead of others' finish lines.

With such a clear understanding, he naturally wouldn't want to study like an ordinary child; but Chai Xiaofen still used the education of an ordinary family, which naturally wouldn't work.

The emperor's children learn the art of ruling, while children from ordinary families learn a skill; one learns to control others, the other learns to serve others.

Just like those who study singing, dancing, music, and art, they are only serving others, either a small number of powerful people or the general public.

Zhang Zongshuang, on the other hand, did not want to learn those ordinary things, especially the simple ones.

"Shuangzai, what do you want to learn? Tell Mommy, and Mommy will take care of it for you." Chai Xiaofen probably realized this as well, which is why she asked her eldest son.

Zhang Zongshuang thought for a moment and said, "Mommy, Daddy said that as long as I can distinguish between good and bad people, right and wrong, and not be deceived, that's enough. So I only need to learn these three things."

"Alright, since you put it that way, then we'll arrange for you to learn that."

Chai Xiaofen picked up the phone and dialed, contacting her friend, a member of the He family in Macau. She had some connection with a second-generation daughter of the He family. A few years ago, she attended a banquet with Zhang San, who also attended and brought her along.

"Miss He, my friend has a son who doesn't study properly and would like to have him study with you for a while... Thank you for your help."

After hanging up the phone, Chai Xiaofen said to Zhang Zongshuang, "I've arranged for you to work as an assistant at an entertainment center in Macau. You're not allowed to gamble there, okay?"

"Don't worry, Mommy, I know."

"I need to talk to your dad about this." Chai Xiaofen was worried, so she called Zhang San, who was in Los Angeles.

"Hey, Zhang San, I'm telling you, tomorrow I'll send your son to Miss He's for an internship. Which Miss He? The young lady from the He family in Macau. Go broaden your horizons... Okay, I got it."

"Your dad will take care of it."

As she spoke, she ignored her eldest son and instead thought about how to discipline her youngest son. This eldest son was a good-for-nothing, lacking any ambition.

The next morning, Zhang Zongshuang boarded a helicopter and left the mountaintop villa for Haojiang.

"Young master, you will be staying here for the time being."

The middle-aged man who brought him there was all smiles and very friendly.

……

At the Westin Hotel, a new waiter has appeared, moving among the guests. He wears black-rimmed glasses and looks very young, even somewhat immature. However, he is very conscientious in his work.

"Mommy called Daddy, and asked why he had left himself here."

"Young master, just observe these people. This place showcases all aspects of life, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness." The speaker was the middle-aged man who brought him here.

"Okay, this place is much more fun than school."

"Look at those three over there. The two on the side are obviously bringing the one in the middle to play. And they went to that small hall. They booked the water room in that small hall. They must be the gangsters."

"Uncle Chang, what's that 'stacking the henchmen' thing?"

The middle-aged man, Uncle Chang, answered the young master's question without hesitation: "The 'dice bastards' are people who bring others to gamble, and they take a cut, regardless of whether the person wins or loses."

"Young master, take a look around and see how many more people like this there are."

"Uncle Chang, those five people at six o'clock, three men and two women, should be in the same situation. I feel that the middle-aged man with the big belly in the middle is going to be in big trouble." Zhang Zongshuang described the people in that direction, which made Uncle Chang nod repeatedly.

"Young master, observe more, speak less, and learn more; you will benefit immensely in the future."

"Okay, Uncle Chang."

While they were serving customers, they exchanged tips. Casinos are a place where all sorts of people live. Some people come hoping to get rich overnight but end up losing everything; while others drag others down with them and make them lose everything.

After getting off work, Zhang Zongshuang went to the buffet restaurant of Weisren with Uncle Chang, brought over some food, and the two chatted while eating.

"This hotel is really something else! Not only does it have a buffet, but it also has performances. Hey, who are those people...?"

"Young master, shall we go take a look?"

Zhang Zongshuang laughed and said, "No, this salary is nothing."

"Fortunately, if you agree, you will be sent back to school, then get married and have children, to continue the Zhang family line."

"Uncle Chang, let's not do this. Are you waiting for me to do this?" He was somewhat surprised. It was the first time he realized that life was full of traps.

What Zhang Zongshuang didn't know was that Zhang San had already arrived in Hong Kong on the day he left for Macau, and was currently at the Westin Hotel, watching Uncle Chang and Zhang Zongshuang through surveillance cameras.

"Mr. Zhang, is this your first time visiting my little town?"

"Haha... if this is a small place, then there are no big places," Zhang San said. "It's all because of these good-for-nothing kids at home; they really drive me crazy."

The head of the He family said, "Yes..." At that moment, he seemed to find a resonance, and said, "Let my daughter accompany you for a stroll, then I'll excuse myself, I'm getting old."

"I've developed a drug in my medical lab in North America that can slow down aging and enhance vitality. Have them send some over."

"Hehe... Zhang Sheng, then I won't be polite."

As people age, they become very attached to life; the fact that Zhang San brought them some medicine shows that he cares. He'd heard that this man was obsessed with technology, and that this life-saving medicine was definitely prepared for himself.

"Hehe... I don't have much to give you, and you wouldn't be interested in other mundane things."

……

The next day, a plane from North America landed at Hong Kong International Airport, unloading thirteen boxes. Each box required two people to carry it. Then, three planes came over, loaded the boxes onto the planes, and flew directly to Macau.

An hour and a half later, in a villa in Haojiang, there were already medical staff and various equipment.

"It's already been delivered. Please test it. This substance is unstable and can only be kept for two hours after being removed from the low temperature."

……

One month later, at a villa.

"Mr. He, there's no problem. This medicine is very effective. We injected the test sample into the critically ill elderly man, and the test results showed that his vital signs were very stable."

……

Although Zhang San is in his prime, he values ​​life sciences very much. Therefore, he prepared several medical laboratories early on, so that he could use the results himself and give them away.