At the beginning of divorce, help the younger brother demon

Chapter 405
"Young master, it's just a little bit similar. To put it bluntly, it's just that after receiving a large sum of money, the level of thinking can't keep up with the thickness of the wallet. It's easy to understand."

Yang Wanwan explained enthusiastically.

He was good at being a teacher, otherwise, the bosses of local listed companies in Nanjiang City would not have anything to do with him.

These people are either his half apprentices, or they discussed with him about the company's development when they went public.

Chen Feng's eyes were almost narrowed, Hou Zhen's face turned pale, and cold sweat flowed down his face!

Sensing the sudden silence around him, Yang Wanwan opened his eyes curiously, and after seeing Chen Feng's slightly squinted eyes, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stammered:

"You...I..."

When he was speaking, Yang Wanwan found that his voice was trembling slightly, which was a kind of fear that even he couldn't explain clearly!

It's like a rabbit meets an eagle, it's a sense of obedience engraved in the bone!
"It's over." Hou Zhen shook his head, sighed inwardly, reached out his hand helplessly, and patted Yang Wanwan's shoulder.

Brother, get ready to go.

"Master, if you don't like to hear it, I won't say it."

Yang Wanwan was not a fool either. When he realized that Chen Feng's eyes were pressing on him, he wisely shut his mouth and changed the subject.

"It's alright, keep talking."

Looking at Yang Wanwan's expression, Chen Feng waved his hand, with a helpless expression!

Nouveau riche is nouveau riche, he can't afford it.

After all, from a certain point of view, suddenly getting a large amount of yourself is essentially no different from those nouveau riche who demolish their houses!
The big stone in Yang Wanwan's heart finally fell to the ground, but this time he still didn't speak. He stared at Chen Feng curiously for a long time, and after making sure that Chen Feng would not be irritated by his words, he looked at Chen Feng. Feng said cautiously:
"Young master, you may not know that no matter how rich you are, sometimes if your temperament is not in place, you may not be able to integrate into certain circles."

"so……"

"Just say it straight, which school do you want the young master to go to, isn't that the end?"

Seeing Yang Wanwan's hesitation, Hou Zhen was worried for him, so he took the babble away and said in a dissatisfied tone.

Chen Feng's expression became obviously astonished, his eyes swept over the two of them: "Let me go to school?"

"It's not actually going to school." Hou Zhen frowned and thought about it carefully, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Wanwan, waiting for him to open his mouth to help him.

Yang Wanwan was also very clever, coughed lightly, and continued after taking Hou Zhen's words: "Master, you can understand that it means going to school, but it's not actually going to school, because you now... have a lot to learn."

"Simple schools can't train you well!"

"Say it straight." Chen Feng looked at the two with a blank face, and he finally understood that the two people seemed to have a bad relationship with their clothes, but they were actually holding back their emotions!

Yang Wanwan sneered, and said: "I hope you can go to the Devil's City to hone yourself, otherwise, your current appearance, no matter how big your status is, is a bit..."

After thinking about reminiscing about the past, Yang Wanwan still decided not to say the word shame.

Chen Feng was a little depressed by his blow, sighed, and said in a helpless tone: "So I really look like a nouveau riche?"

"Actually not." Yang Wanwan waved his hand, perhaps because he was afraid of hurting Chen Feng's confidence, he thought for a moment before saying:
"Master, you should know the difference between the rich second generation, red second generation, and merchant second generation?"

And the second generation of Shang?
Chen Feng looked at him suspiciously. The name Fuerdai made his ears tingle. He had never heard of the name of the second generation of officials, but he had heard of it. But it was the first time he had heard of the second generation of Shang. .

"Yes." Yang Wanwan nodded with a smile, and explained: "Based on your current situation, young master, compared with those rich second generations, it is definitely more than enough, even if it is the full-name husband of the boss of Yida. In terms of temperament, it can't compare to you."

"But you have to be clear that what you will face in the future is not this kind of dude. Most of the real second-generation officials and businessmen will be trained with strict requirements from an early age!"

"They are different from the rich second generation."

Yang Wanwan didn't go any further when he said this.

Chen Feng roughly understood it in his heart, regardless of whether Yang Wanwan was flattering himself or not.

In fact, he has already thought of some places, but no one has told him anything more detailed!

Like Prince Wang... The rich second generation, who studied in the so-called royal academies when they were young, those wealthy businessmen who disappeared, don't want their children to lose at the starting line!
The children of the richer people will not be more mediocre.

Tiger father dog son, after all, is only a small probability event.

After all, when their peers were still reciting texts silently, those children of the rich had already started their own global travels, and the advantages of broadening their horizons and minds were unmatched by those ordinary children!

The birth of a noble son from a poor family can only happen in film and television dramas!

(End of this chapter)