My Teacher is Sun Wukong

"Master Xiao, listen to my father, you are a tall man, know a lot of the mysterious power of China." Ma Rongtie said.

"Oh, do you believe that?" Xiao Fei asked.

"Doubtful doubts." Ma Rongtie replied, "Mysterious power, although I have not been involved, but as long as I have heard of it. The mysterious power of China is nothing more than Taoism, Qimen armor, yin and yang, and Tai Chi gossip. The mysterious powers of foreign countries are God, angels, Cupid, Satan, and Santa Claus. Foreign countries do not prohibit personal beliefs. Almost everyone in our place believes in God. Even our university tutors are God's devout believers."

"Yeah." Xiao Fei nodded undecidedly. The mysterious power of China is the Taoist Qimen armor? Are those all skins? Tao Shu Qi Men's armor can only be regarded as one plus one in kindergarten learning, and Xian Fa Xian Shu is the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, parentheses, and more advanced operations.

The ones that foreigners know, angels, and Santa Claus are just a few and a half claws in the Western realm. The power of the gods, the dragons see the end.

"Although I believe in this, I have lived for 19 years. I have never seen the mysterious power of China, nor have I seen the spirit of God." Ma Rongtie said, "I have had twelve Christmass in the country." At the festival, socks were prepared every time, but I never received a gift from Santa Claus. It was given by the mentor."

"Oh, you can understand." Xiao Fei smiled faintly, no matter whether or not. The power of the gods is too high. How can ordinary people be so easy to encounter?

"Okay, don't say this, fly less, where are you going to play today?" Ma Rongxiu interrupted their topic and asked Xiaofei.

"Where to play? I really don't know." Xiao Fei said.

"I know a lot of fun places, but I can't seem to go today," Ma Rongchao said. The place where rich people find it fun is nothing more than a collection of money beauty, or something that is not afraid of death, to try poison. However, the first day they have been to the Skinny Club, and then go to a similar place, it makes no sense.

And today they are three brothers together, and it is not appropriate for four people to go to the land of the snow and the moon. Ma Rongchao did not want to bring down the second child of the second child. After all, both of them are ‘right men and gentlemen’.

"That way, the youngest seldom returns to China. Why don't we go to the city to take a look at the wind and let the third child see the changes in the motherland?" Ma Rongxi suggested.

"Okay!" everyone agreed.

So, walked out of the room and went to the garage. There are more than a dozen luxury cars parked in the garage, just like driving a car. "We are one person to drive one, or everyone together?" Ma Rongchao asked, "Flying less, will you drive?"

"I will," Xiao Fei said.

"I think there are four people together." Ma Rongxiu said, "If it is four super-running out, it is too eye-catching, and the parking space is not easy to find."

"Alright."

Soon, they found a four-seat convertible. Ma Rongchao was the driver and opened the garage. "Wait a minute, I will get something." Suddenly, Ma Rongtie said. Ma Rongchao stopped the car, Ma Rongtie got off the car and went back to the room. Not long after, he took a big suitcase and walked out, leaving the suitcase behind.

"The third child, what is in your suitcase, but also deliberately brought it?" Ma Rong asked while opening the box. Everyone curiously looked back and suddenly was taken aback. All of his suitcases are in cash, and they are still in US dollars, stacks of stacks, at least a few million.

"What do you do with so much cash?" Ma Rongchao asked strangely.

"Do you have to spend money to go out?" Ma Rong said of course.

Going out for a trip, you have to bring millions of dollars, and it’s still a dollar! ? Xiao Fei was drunk directly. Sure enough, they are super local tyrants, and their lives are unimaginable.

"The third child, are you ouT? In our country, no matter what you do, you can pay with your mobile phone. Where do you need to bring any cash?" Ma Rongchao said.

"Is it?" Ma Rong said with a puzzled voice. "Actually, I have heard that there are WeChat in China, Alipay, and I can pay for it. But I didn't think about it for a while. I just came back. I don't know. It's not really convenient, so it's not a good thing to bring a little money."

Millions of dollars, just a little in his eyes? Xiao Fei was depressed again. However, after a few days of getting along, they are basically used to their lifestyle.

"Do you all use cash in the country?" Ma Rongxiu asked.

"Most of the time is in cash, but credit cards can still be used in large supermarkets. But I think the credit card of the country is definitely not available in China." Ma Rongtie said.

"That is of course, the country of rice and China is not the same banking system." Ma Rongchao said, "In addition, the third child, you are going home, do we have to let you pay?"

"I still intend to use my money to entertain and fly less. Since you are going out, I am disrespectful." Ma Rongtie said, "In fact, it is not meaningless to bring this suitcase. I can go to the bank. Converting the US dollar into RMB. After all, the country is not universally priced, and I am planning to return to China for a few more days."

Just in their conversation, Ma Rongchao has already opened the super-run. On the national road, ready to enter the urban area, with Xiao Fei and Ma Rongtie, go to the West Lake, Wuzhen and other places to play.

Not long after, the super run entered the urban area. After entering the urban streets, the driving speed will slow down. After all, there are many people in the urban area and there are many cars. At the end, there was a traffic jam. The car stopped and stopped, and it was very slow.

In addition to driving Ma Rongchao, the rest of the people felt bored and looked around.

Suddenly, I saw a group of migrant workers just coming out of the construction site and walking by the road. Hand tools, covered with mud and dirt. Dirty, the face has been darkened by the sun. Some clothes on the body are basically soaked in sweat, as if they were fished out of the water.

They should be regarded as the lowest workers in China. On the other hand, Ma Rongchao and Ma Rongxiu are three brothers. The difference between the two is a world of difference.

"Big Brother, you said, how much money can they earn in one day?" Ma Rongtie asked.

"I have not worked in the construction industry, but I have heard people say that these workers can earn three or four hundred a day." Ma Rongchao said. Where does the rich second generation like him know the wages of workers? Even if some of my friends are engaged in real estate, they are also the top managers of the company and will not know the situation of the lowest level of employees.