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Chapter 733 Are We Low?

"In fact, you don't have to be too depressed, because you are facing more than just Lin Chu,"

Zhou Tianhua glanced at his son, his eyes twinkling, "That young lady from the Su family is really a character that cannot be ignored."

"There was a time when I wanted to hit her..."

"Then what?" Zhou Songyang asked.

"Nothing then,"

Zhou Tianhua shook his head. He didn't take action, not because he didn't want to take action, but because he didn't dare to take action.

At that time, why didn't he have the same thoughts as his own son?

How excellent is he?

Countless people say that he is one of the most influential people in the world.

He has been selected more than once as one of the one hundred people who changed the world.

But in front of that man, just relying on

In one word, he lost the idea of ​​taking action.

What Zhou Tianhua said was not very clear, but Zhou Songyang understood it, because he is Zhou Tianhua's son. If anyone in this world knows Zhou Tianhua best.

Zhou Songyang may be one of them.

"Why, they are so superior, and we..."

"What happened to us?"

Zhou Tianhua asked back, then glanced at Zhou Songyang, "Do you really understand the meaning of those lines of my poems?"

"They stand very high, but we stand low?"

Low?

Zhou Tianhua is a big shot who is on the Forbes list all over the world.

Zhou Songyang is one of the youngest richest people among the younger generation in China.

"Isn't the radiant Lin Chu in your eyes the same as you in the eyes of many people?" Zhou Tianhua said meaningfully.

"Many people are complaining, complaining about why they are from ordinary backgrounds, complaining that their father is not a billionaire, complaining that they have not received the best education since they were young..."

Zhou Tianhua's voice was very deep, as if he was telling something.

Slowly, Zhou Songyang's complicated mood gradually calmed down with Zhou Tianhua's words.

Yes, why are you still complaining?

The halos around me are enough to make many people envious.

"There are some things that you should think about more. You are not young anymore. I can't stand behind you and help you for the rest of your life." Zhou Tianhua stood up, patted Zhou Songyang on the shoulder, and smiled slightly.

"Father……"

Zhou Tianhua waved his hand, "Sometimes, you can see where the gap is. It's not scary. What's scary is that you can't even see the gap."

Zhou Songyang lowered his head and said nothing. Could it be that he still wanted to say that even at this moment, he had not seen how big the gap between himself and that young man was?

Maybe at the beginning, he could indeed see it, but as he went to the back, he became more and more unable to see how big the gap was.

After a while, Zhou Songyang turned on his phone and scrolled through his circle of friends out of boredom.

At one glance, everyone was stunned.

At the top of the list is a photo. It is a six-inch birthday cake. It cannot be said to be very exquisite, and it is even a bit ugly.

But it was this photo that made Zhou Songyang press his forehead hard.

He felt that his head hurt a little.

There is a line of text above the photo, 24th birthday, no longer lonely.

The person who posted this in Moments was surprisingly Lin Chu.

In this situation where everyone was trying their best to find him and obtain a series of benefits from him, he suddenly disappeared, not to prepare for a bigger surprise, or to secretly negotiate with certain people.

To be doing such a boring thing at this time...

Yes, it's boring. In Zhou Songyang's eyes, this matter is indeed boring enough.

It's just a birthday. Is it possible that it can be more important than a project that represents an unknown amount of profit?

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Tianhua came forward, took a look at his son's cell phone, was slightly startled, and then smiled, "It's really a unique idea."

"Father, what do you think..."

"What do I think?"

Zhou Tianhua glanced at his son, "Perhaps in his eyes, none of this is as important as this birthday."

"He can obviously see the phone..."

"So what?"

Zhou Tianhua nodded, "When you are doing something important, do you stop because of trivial things?"

"Trivial things..."

The corners of Zhou Songyang's mouth twitched. Can such a thing be described with such adjectives as trivial?

"In the eyes of different people, the same thing has different importance." Zhou Tianhua said calmly.

Although Lin Chu was still elusive, Zhou Tianhua was not as clear as before, unable to see clearly at all.



Feihe, First Center Building.

On the top floor here is the most upscale restaurant in Feihe, with three Michelin stars.

People who dine here need to make a reservation three days in advance. The menu is not fixed and the price is expensive, but there is an endless stream of diners.

I don’t know how many people want to have a meal here and take some photos. This is a symbol of wealth and status.

Today, this restaurant, which is usually never empty, became extremely quiet.

It's not because there is something wrong with this restaurant, but because, today, the restaurant is booked.

As a Michelin three-star restaurant, it is basically rare to book a restaurant. It’s not that few people can afford the money. There are many rich people who can eat here. But because of this, the restaurant rarely appears.

Booking a venue is about money on the one hand, and on the other hand, it's about fear of offending some customers.

Sometimes, once you offend some people, you may end up dying without knowing how you died!

But today, the most expensive and exquisite restaurant in Feihe was booked, and even the chef with a three-star chef rating was given a big leave.

The manager of the restaurant really couldn't understand what the young lady meant, but he didn't dare to show any slightest care. He could only go to the battle in person and take care of her.

At the same time, a pair of eyes looked at the man sitting opposite the young lady.

"You really don't want to answer?"

Su Zilin glanced at Lin Chu's cell phone.

Tonight, it’s already the eighty-third.

"Have a meal,"

Two words that are concise and concise.

A very cooked steak, even a little burnt, is not a delicacy for a top chef, but Lin Chu ate it with gusto.

"If it was half a year ago, I would never have thought that one day you would be like this." Su Zilin's eyes narrowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Then you still like me?"

"Stop being so pretty, who likes you?"

Su Zilin's face couldn't help but turn red.

"Now, look."

"what."
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