Love Guide for Childhood Sweethearts

"The police are useless!" Jacob curled his lips in disdain. "They're not as good as private security guards."

"You look ugly." Lin Jingzhe stood up straight and looked down at the selfish man.

Jacob handed her the mascot and said, "You don't understand the police here. They are different from you. They serve capital."

"I never expected them to catch the murderer. That's your internal matter and has nothing to do with us." Lin Jingzhe looked at him with a cold gaze and said, "Your police salaries are not high, and you have to buy guns at your own expense. You fight the criminals with that little salary!"

"Cough cough..." Zina covered her mouth and coughed twice. This news really shocked her.

"Hurry up and give out the awards!" Lin Jingzhe looked at him with a smile and urged.

Jacob pursed his lips tightly and presented the awards mechanically.

This girl was so ruthless that she made him doubt his own charm.

From his secret observation of her, all the test data showed that she was a very healthy living being, which increased his desire to conquer her.

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On the return bus, lights flickered outside the window, and the ancient city had a unique charm in the night.

Qi Na leaned closer to Lin Jingzhe and asked in a low voice, "That's what you said when you gave the awards!"

"What else?" Lin Jingzhe said unhappily, "You're still thinking about sweet talk. You've watched too many idol dramas." He pouted and said, "Do you think I'm the type to say those cheesy things?"

Zina blinked her round eyes and looked at her and said, "It really doesn't look like it."

"Chinese people are very reserved when it comes to expressing their love," Lin Jingzhe said, his eyes like glass beads twinkling with stars as he looked at her. "If you love someone 100%, it's good enough if you can express 30% of it." He then added, "I don't really like that kind of direct expression."

"You have something against someone!" Ye Zhenzhen teased with her fox eyes curved.

"That's right!" Lin Jingzhe looked at her with his dark eyes and said frankly.

"Are you serious or not? Police officers have to bring their own guns." Ye Zhenzhen stared at her with her fox eyes wide open.

"Why would I lie to you? You can check it online now!" Lin Jingzhe looked at them with eyes as deep as the ocean and said, "Ordinary American soldiers still have to pay rent!"

"What?" Lian Ximei looked at her in shock.

"This is really unheard of!" Ye Zhenzhen's fox eyes almost popped out of the window.

"Really? Fake?" Zina looked at her in disbelief.

"You can check it online." Lin Jingzhe raised his eyebrows and said to them.

"Don't make a fuss. If you've seen Rambo, you'll understand how badly the Americans treat their soldiers." Lin Jingzhe said, looking at them with his dark eyes.

"I've seen it. Stallone's fighting scenes are very exciting. I just watch it for fun. I never think about the deeper things." Zina said, looking at them with her round eyes.

"Hollywood movies are disgusting if you look at the historical context. They're obviously evil, yet they try to glorify it." Lin Jingzhe snorted coldly, "The veterans are still alive because of what happened under the tracks. Mai Paopao commanded the army to suppress veterans demanding their wages." He continued, "And the firefighters who rushed into the Twin Towers to put out the fire on 9/11, braving poisonous gases and high temperatures to save lives, and they still haven't received compensation. A large amount of asbestos was used in the construction of the Twin Towers, and many firefighters developed pneumoconiosis and cancer. The government didn't care, and insurance didn't pay, so they died in agony. What other firefighters saw their colleagues end up like this? Why would they keep fighting for $1,000 a month?" He looked at them with a cold gaze and said, "In the information age, there's no need for me to lie to you."

"This is different from what some people say online." Ye Zhenzhen looked at her in surprise.

"Those people on the Internet! Foreigners are just fictional foreign moons they created, they don't really exist. They are all draping our beautiful imagination of life onto Americans." Lin Jingzhe raised an eyebrow slightly, "As for why they do this, of course it's because they rely on information asymmetry to make a profit! How many of us can go abroad and understand the real Europe and the United States? Studying abroad, immigrating, selling houses, there are all profitable things to be made." Looking at her with deep and bottomless eyes, he said, "After all, the food and clothing of millions of Cao workers depend on this, and it is related to the capital of their livelihood. The interests involved are enormous. Who is smart enough to expose it!"

"Ah..." Zina stared at her with eyes wide open, a look of disbelief on her face.

"Most of what we know about foreign countries comes from Hollywood movies, study abroad agencies, real estate agencies, or the tangled web," Lin Jingzhe continued slowly. "Now that people are affluent, they feel the many constraints at home. They're told how free and democratic foreign countries are, and then they quit their jobs, sell their homes, and immigrate to their ideal paradise. These middlemen can make huge profits," he said leisurely. "It's like missionaries relying on an untouchable, false god to gain the status of a superior god's spokesperson, profiting from it and feeling a sense of superiority." His eyes, like black jade, looked at them and said, "If you understand the real Europe and the United States, and the filter is shattered, you'll see that they're not as rosy as you imagined. How can these middlemen still cheat both sides and make money?"

"Go back and check it online." Zina said excitedly, rubbing her hands.

"You'll be surprised. From education, healthcare, to taxation..." Lin Jingzhe looked at them with bright eyes and said, "Speaking of taxation, we can ask Coach Zhu. She has also lived in the United States."

Zhu Youlin looked at them with deep eyes and said, "When it comes to the income and expenses of ordinary foreigners, they are calculated clearly by Zibai. There is not a penny left. How much money they earn is how much they spend. When they need money urgently, they can't even find a few hundred dollars in their pockets. The total cash income control means that no matter how hard you try abroad, you can't save money."

"How could this be?"

"You must be kidding me!"

“You haven’t been to America.”

"Didn't they say Coach Zhu worked in the US?"

"We haven't competed in the US either."

"What you see may not be true."

"The most important thing capitalists do is actually distribution. They never let those below them get ahead. This way, they can always control the total cash income of ordinary people." Lin Jingzhe's dark brown eyes flickered slightly at this, and he spoke slowly, "They calculate the lives of ordinary people like us very clearly. Not a penny will be left for you." He continued, "Those Wall Street guys make precise calculations, and the income standard they calculate is: enough to survive, not starve to death, but absolutely no surplus. Our ancestors also summarized it: the 33-tael law."

"What is the 33 law?" Zina asked curiously.