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After Lin Qiye left, Chen Muye and Zhao Kongcheng did not intend to stay at the 136th Squad base for a few more days, or even have a late-night snack and catch up.

We've already caught up on the past, haven't we? There's no need to spend too much time and energy on it again.

"Besides, let's have a reunion dinner when our 136th squad is truly reunited."

Chen Muyi said that eating with just a few people still feels a bit somber and lacks a sense of joy.

Besides, the New Year celebrations are already over, so it's a bit late.

Now that everyone's destinations have been arranged, we might as well conserve our strength and wait for the day when we can all truly reunite.

On the other hand, Chen Muye, who was eager to go home, also wanted to return home as soon as possible to reunite with his wife and children.

"Alright then, Captain Chen, a car has been arranged for you outside. It's our company's latest model, fully autonomous driving, with a top speed of 2000 kilometers per hour."

"Of course, when there are ordinary people in the car, I suggest not exceeding 800 kilometers per hour. Indoor load reduction for ordinary people is still under development."

"Or you can switch to regular manual transmission, with a maximum speed of 400 km/h, and drive it like a regular private car."

"Here is the instruction manual. There is also an electronic version inside the vehicle. It is easy to understand. Or, if you have any questions, Captain, you can ask the intelligent control system inside the vehicle."

Lin Linhou handed two not-too-thick instruction manuals to Chen Muyi and Zhao Kongcheng respectively.

After all, they were both going to drive away soon; one was going home to visit relatives, and the other was going home for a blind date.

"By the way, Uncle Zhao, this bag contains all your documents, bank cards, and some cash. Please keep it safe."

"More money is in your account, still on your old card, and the password hasn't changed."

Lin Linhou told Uncle Zhao not to refuse.

Even if you both like each other, if the other person's family background is extremely privileged, you can't be stingy. If it's just a family of meritorious officials, it's still not enough.

After all, in a place like the capital, any prominent person you randomly pick is either a veteran player from the early days of the game or has a powerful background.

Therefore, money and background are still very important.

"Uncle Zhao, you currently have around 30 million in your account. This is the highest price I've considered that best suits your personal circumstances."

"Just spend it as you please. I'm not saying you should be extravagant, Uncle Zhao, but at least don't seem too stingy."

"In addition to this 30 million, I have arranged for you to receive a fixed share dividend from Minsheng Technology. Although it is not much, it will be about two or three million after tax every month. All in all, Uncle Zhao, even if you stay at home, you will have a net income of more than 30 million every year."

"That should be enough to cover your household's daily expenses, Uncle Zhao, and..."

Lin Linhou wanted to say something more, but Zhao Kongcheng quickly interrupted him with "Please take good care of me."

"Stop, stop, stop, stop! That's enough, that's enough, that's enough!"

What kind of family has 30 million yuan in basic living expenses per year?

Zhao Kongcheng felt that he was just looking for a partner, so why would he need such a high-end configuration?

However, Lin Linhou said that it was definitely necessary.

“Uncle Zhao, you don’t understand. In the upper echelons of society in a place like Kyoto, an annual income of 30 million is not even considered high income. And the average daily expenses of around 100,000 are actually quite normal.”

Lin Linhou then gave Zhao Kongcheng a brief example of the cost of living and prices in Kyoto.

"Uncle Zhao, guess how much this outfit I'm wearing costs?"

"This, it'll be several thousand."

"It costs 170 million for a complete outfit. In addition, I always keep dozens of sets at home, including summer clothes, spring clothes, autumn clothes, winter clothes, banquet dresses, official uniforms, casual wear, swimwear, hiking gear, racing suits..."

Zhao Kongcheng: ...〣( oΔo )〣What the heck?

"Damn, are those clothes made of gold? 170 million for a set? Are you doing wholesale? You have so many different kinds and so many pieces in stock."

Zhao Kongcheng's lips twitched, thinking that burning money shouldn't be done like this.

"Of course, I'm referring to the higher-priced category, but even if it's not high, just based on the regular market price, a slightly branded, authentic down jacket would still cost several thousand yuan, wouldn't it?"

"And wealthy families would definitely want custom-made items, right? So the price would definitely double again, tens of thousands of yuan a piece would be reasonable, wouldn't it?"

"Uncle Zhao, you used to work in the system, you must know that a tailor-made executive jacket or sweater starts at 20,000 yuan, right?"

Zhao Kongcheng pondered for a moment and nodded.

He does know that.

If that's the case, then a piece of clothing starting at ten or twenty thousand yuan is still within a reasonable and acceptable range.

"So, Uncle Zhao, even the most basic outfits, with two changes per season, would amount to at least eight sets of clothes a year, each costing 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, which would be close to 200,000 yuan."

"And what about your wife? Don't you buy her any new clothes? In high society, being frugal with clothes only earns negative comments. And women's clothes are a whole level more expensive than men's."

"And then you'll have children, growing children, whose clothes will need to be changed every year, or even every month. And the clothes for children can't be just anything; there are even more compromises involved..."

After Lin Linhou gave another analysis and explanation, Zhao Kongcheng accepted the fact that he spent one or two million yuan a year just on clothes.

After discussing clothing, there's also the cost of food.

In a place like Beijing, do you think it's really economical to cook for yourself?

If you want nutritious, healthy, plentiful, and complete meals, you simply can't afford a meal without spending several hundred yuan.

Pork is already 40 yuan a pound, you should also buy some beef and mutton, fruits and vegetables, desserts, snacks, drinks and alcohol, etc.

Especially when it comes to alcohol, in that social class, you can't exactly be drinking high-tech, high-performance Snow Beer to conquer the world.

Even if you don't drink it every day, the average daily food cost is still over a thousand yuan, and that's at least.

And wouldn't it be tiring to cook every day? Or you could hire a private housekeeper or butler, the kind who specializes in cleaning, grocery shopping, and cooking. Fairy Xiaolan does that kind of work... Anyway, that would just add another expense to your calculations.

Otherwise, eating out is actually the most convenient option. If a family goes out to eat, and the meal is healthy and plentiful, the expenses can be quite high if the restaurant is a bit upscale.

"Secondly, Uncle Zhao, do you know how much a set of relatively healthy and harmless high-end cosmetics costs? Do you know how many shades a genuine lipstick set has? Do you know how much a bottle of perfume that is pleasantly scented without being overpowering and that doesn't fade easily costs? Do you know what gifts, or nutritional supplements, are appropriate to buy for your father-in-law during holidays?"

Next, there's the third aspect: housing. Although both he and his wife own their own homes, it doesn't mean the end of the story.

“Uncle Zhao, the property management fees for your house together in the future could range from 10 to 100 million yuan per year. If you want to add or replace some high-quality furniture from time to time, the expenses will be quite substantial.”

"A high-quality mattress starts at 50,000 yuan. And the prices of various furniture items are even more outrageous."

"Although I can have Minsheng Technology provide it to your family directly, I feel that it's not a good idea. It would be better for you and your husband to buy and replace it yourselves in the future."

Daily travel expenses are also extremely high. It's not that having a car means you don't have to worry about anything. The car Lin Linhou gave to the other party can only save them money on gas and, at most, on regular car repairs.

Then the couple, or their future children, can travel, visit tourist attractions and amusement parks, and the children can participate in summer or winter camp activities.

"Which one doesn't require a minimum investment of several thousand, or even tens or hundreds of thousands?"

“Uncle Zhao, you need money to buy toys for your child, right? Tuition for a private school can be hundreds of thousands a year.”

"If your children grow up and develop personal hobbies, such as liking to buy anime figures, Lego brick limited edition cards and souvenirs, then a whole wall of those things could be worth the price of an apartment in the third ring road of Kyoto."

"And then there are some other minor, lesser expenses..."

During these days, he thoroughly investigated every aspect of Uncle Zhao's affairs.

The annual daily expenses of 30 million have just been set.

After Lin Linhou finished listing all the seemingly reasonable events, they waited for him to finish.

Zhao Kongcheng was dumbfounded to discover that he had earned 30 million in revenue that year.

It seems... it really only meets the daily expenses of the upper class.

They certainly can't be considered part of the high-income group.

It's better to have a hobby like collecting calligraphy, paintings, or antiques if you want.

I'm sorry, but your amount of money is far from enough.

Or perhaps you'd like to buy some of the real "luxury goods" of our Great Xia?

Similar items include Longquan ink paste, blue and white porcelain, Yun brocade tapestry, Zisha teapots, brewing Da Hong Pao tea occasionally, handling Hetian jade, sleeping on a bed made of Phoebe zhennan wood, or a complete set of Huangli wood furniture, etc.

Well, I'm even more sorry to say that, without tens or hundreds of billions, you're not even qualified to touch these things.

Zhao Kongcheng sighed, realizing that he had never cared about the lives of the upper class before; he only needed to risk his life to protect the people of Great Xia.

But now he really wants to say something: the difference between people is sometimes much greater than the difference between people and dogs.

"Hey, Uncle Zhao, what are you saying? There was a rich man who spent 400 million to build a pure gold doghouse for his beloved dog and hired seven or eight beautiful servants to take turns taking care of the dog's daily life."

"It is said that in foreign countries before the fog descended, some people would pass on their manor villas and wealth to their beloved cats and dogs."

Lin Linhou said, "Let's not talk about anything far away, just take a nearby example. You can just walk into any pet hospital."

Look at how much money is spent when cats, dogs, birds, snakes, and the like get sick.

They are much more delicate than humans.

Stray dogs are worthless.

So is it possible that the so-called poor are actually "savages" in civilized modern society?

As the old saying goes, "A man without a car, land, or house is a scoundrel."

The term "poor family" refers to impoverished descendants who were once wealthy within three generations, possessing family property, land, houses, wives, and concubines.

Moreover, in an era when over 95% of people were illiterate, they were still able to afford to study and even participate in the imperial examinations.

How can ordinary people in this day and age be worthy of the title "children of poor families"?

Only if your family owns a car and a house, and your father or grandfather was once a big boss with a net worth of at least tens of millions, can you call yourself from a poor family, okay?

Even commoners are defined as those who own their own houses and land, but they have no other background connections or property.

In today's society, this means someone who bought a house outright, has no savings but also no debts, isn't a high-ranking official, but has a stable job.

Only then can one be called a commoner.

Otherwise, they can only be considered "hooligans" or "savages".

Zhao Kongcheng: (?i _ i?)……

Damn it! So I was a savage for all these years, huh?

They might even live far worse lives than pet cats and dogs?

"I suddenly felt that the world shouldn't be like this."

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"Ahem, Comrade Zhao, please watch your words. Stop making any remarks that are detrimental to unity."

Chen Muye suppressed a laugh and coughed to remind him.

Lin Linhou continued, "So, Uncle Zhao, for your own happiness in the second half of your life, please listen carefully to me finish explaining the arrangements for the future."

"Alright, alright, I give up. I'll listen carefully from now on and cooperate with you to rescue this old rogue."

Lin Linhou nodded, and then he continued.

"In addition to the aforementioned economic arrangements, although Uncle Zhao's records show that you have retired from the military, we have still arranged for you to hold a nominal but powerful position at the ministerial level."

In other words, Uncle Zhao has a status and power comparable to that of a provincial governor, but he is a free man and does not have too many fixed official duties to handle.

Or rather, it's more of a backup position. If a vacancy arises for a provincial-level official or someone at a lower level, he can temporarily fill the position until a real replacement is selected from below.

I can only say that I'm busy, but I'm not really busy either.

Captain Chen also holds this same professional title.

"Goodness, this sounds like a special squad within the system, taking over in an emergency and filling in wherever there's a shortage of people."

Zhao Kongcheng raised an eyebrow. It sounded like a good job; it seemed easy, but it was actually quite challenging.

"Well, in this way, Uncle Zhao, you will have enough capital to go to both the political and business circles. Moreover, you are a meritorious official, so you should not have too many problems in finding a partner."

"As long as you, Uncle Zhao, are careful not to be too blatant or do anything too illegal or disorderly..."

"Okay, okay, do you even need to tell me that? Do I look like the kind of person who would forget their roots once they've gained money and power?"

Zhao Kongcheng interrupted Lin Linhou again, pointing to his face and saying, "Look at my upright face, I look like the kind of honest and upright official you'd expect."

Lin Linhou: ...

(ー`′ー) About this, um.

All I saw was the air of a thug, or a middle-aged man who always liked to show off and act cool.

"Also, Uncle Zhao, your appearance before the blind date wasn't good either. You should also get your hair styled a bit neater, and you've gained some weight in middle age. You should adjust that later."

Lin Linhou took out a photo of Zhao Kongcheng when he was 19 years old, and then took out a mirror.

Look at this photo, is that you?

"Of course that's me. Back then, I was quite handsome."

Lin Linhou: He (゜?、°) He If you ask me, this isn't you.

Other people still retain some resemblance to their former appearance, but you're someone who still looks like you, only a shadow remains.

Since the shadows are all black, you can't tell the difference.

Then Lin Linhou took out a photo of the other person when he was 17 years old and said, "Look at him, look at you, look at the neighbor's... oh, there's no Old Li next door."

The other person has maintained their appearance well for 20 years, just as they used to be, only now they have gained a touch of maturity.

But I bet if you appeared in front of her now, Uncle Zhao, she might not even recognize you.

"So I've arranged a small beauty and styling package for you, Uncle Zhao. Just stay where you are and don't move. I'll give you a haircut and a beauty treatment."

As Lin Linhou spoke, he directly picked up the scissors and brush in his hand.

Zhao Kongcheng: Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

No, what are you going to do?!