When Wang Haoran learned that refueling a yacht once cost fifty thousand yuan, he immediately declared that yachts did not sound so wonderful after all.
Come on, that kind of consumption was purely a toy for the wealthy class. Even top-tier wage slaves who had become CEOs could not reach that level.
A lot of luxury spending was like that. Outstanding workers could grit their teeth and afford to buy it, but they could not afford to maintain it.
Like luxury cars. If they got even a little scratched or bumped, the repair bill alone could make you sick with regret.
Su Bai had no such problems at all. Of course, his driving skills were good too. At any rate, Wang Haoran had never seen him get into any scrapes.
After griping for a while, the two logged into the client and started playing a brawl.
After experiencing so many luxurious lifestyles, Su Bai finally understood why so many second-generation rich kids became addicted to the internet.
Screw all that—the phone and computer were still more fun!
Art exhibitions, extreme sports, traveling around the world, RVs and yachts—they were fine to dabble in occasionally, but doing them every day got boring. In everyday downtime, you still had to grind games hard for a little variety.
Women were fun too, but ordinary people's bodies could not handle going too hard with that. Su Bai had maintained high intensity in that regard, though. After eating cream cake with Ningning last night, he was still full of energy today.
Cream cake really was delicious.
He needed to try more similar ways to play. After all, both the upper and lower mouths could be satisfied—a two-for-one deal.
While they were gaming, someone Su Bai did not know at all suddenly added him as a