How did you suddenly find out that your colleagues were rich?

When I went to his house on business, I found that the clown was actually myself.

I have a colleague who is usually very low-key. Once the company arranged for me to go to Vietnam on business with him, I was deeply shocked by the wealth of his family.

A few years ago, I worked in a private enterprise in Guangdong. A Vietnamese employee came to the company. He was a young man in his early twenties. He studied in China and worked here after graduation. He spoke Mandarin better than most people in Guangdong. It was his first year in the company, and I was his master.

This colleague is very studious. When he meets someone who doesn't understand, he will take the initiative to ask me for advice. He is also very diligent. He is willing to do all kinds of chores and has a very good relationship with other colleagues. Everyone is very willing to associate with him. Although he is Vietnamese, I think he will definitely have a future.

Because Vietnam is relatively poor, and this colleague is very low-key, so we always think that he came to China to seek gold. His salary at that time was more than 6, yuan. Although it was not high in China, it should be higher than that in Vietnam.

Sometimes we jokingly ask him if he can become a rich man after working here for a few years. He always nods vigorously and says that he can live a local tyrant's life after working here for a few more years.

once, the company sent me to Vietnam on business, but the person I met in Vietnam came back temporarily on business, and I didn't know Vietnamese and spoke English so-so, so the company asked this Vietnamese colleague to be my guide and let him go home, by the way. He hasn't been back for almost a year.

my mission in Vietnam this time was to provide technical guidance with a processing factory. The products they helped us process often had quality problems recently, so the company sent me there to see what the reason was.

Actually, it's my first time in Vietnam, and I'm still a little worried, but I'm more comfortable with this Vietnamese colleague. Our plane is a direct flight to Hanoi airport. Before the plane took off, he said that he would arrive in Vietnam. Just listen to his arrangement. Make sure that I remember this trip.

I said that you can help arrange the journey, and I'll settle the expenses on the way. I'll ask the company for reimbursement when I get back. But he said that he didn't need to spend anything except air tickets, and he wanted to be the host.

When he got off the plane, he started calling, and I couldn't understand what he said. I guess it was calling a car. As soon as we walked out of the airport exit, a man came forward to carry his luggage for his colleague and walked to a car parked by the side of the road. My colleague and I followed him and got on the bus.

because I didn't know much about cars, I didn't know what brand of car it was at that time, but when I got on the bus, I saw that all kinds of accessories in the car were very exquisite and should be expensive. My colleague said that this was his car for picking up guests at home, and the person who picked him up was his driver.

I thought that a family with a driver must be a local tyrant, but I didn't ask much at that time. I didn't have the habit of prying into other people's privacy. He wanted to say that he would tell me.

after about half an hour's drive, we arrived at a villa area. I thought it was a hotel at that time, and the surrounding environment was so good. Although the consumption level in Vietnam is relatively low, the price should not be low either. We have to pay for the accommodation that exceeds the standard.

After the car stopped, I found someone outside to help me open the door. After I came out, several people were saluting my colleagues. I thought the hotel service was too good, and it would take at least five-star hotels in China to have such good service.

At this moment, my colleague came up to me and said, "Welcome to my home. These are all my nannies. My parents are not at home. Let's stay at my home tonight." I was shocked at that time: "This is your home? It's really a local tyrant, better than a five-star hotel. "

My colleague said something that shocked me even more: "My family also has five-star hotels. Five-star hotels are not as comfortable as my family, so it's better to stay in my family. If I can't get used to it, I'll arrange a hotel."

at that time, I was already a little skeptical about life, and I stopped talking. I just followed them and looked around from time to time. I couldn't say how surprised I was. I didn't expect that people who were so low-key at ordinary times turned out to be rich second generation, and they had to go abroad to suffer. It was really incomprehensible.

What I didn't expect was that a nanny in his family could speak fluent Mandarin. After entering the house, she led me to a suite on the second floor, saying it was for me, and my colleagues moved to other places.

It's a suite. The hall is very large, I estimate it is 1 square meters. The decoration in the hall is gold, which is very luxurious. It feels like entering the palace. There are two very wide rooms. The nanny guided me to live in one room.

My colleagues arranged the itinerary for the next few days. We went to that company for a few days. After the problem was almost solved, my colleagues took me to the scenic spots in Hanoi for two days. I was picked up by a driver all the time, and I felt that I had led an unparalleled life, but I knew that these did not belong to me.

During my visit, I finally asked a question that I wanted to ask most: "Why did you come to China to suffer hardships when your family was so rich, and you were so low-key when you went to China? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that you were a rich second generation."

My colleague seems to have already prepared the answer. As soon as I finished asking him, he gave me the answer: "My father wants to do business in China, so he sent me to study there and learned about the situation there by the way. At the same time, it was also a test for me, because my father wanted to give me the business, but I didn't want to, so I hid there after graduation and didn't want to come back. The most important thing is that no one knows my identity there, and I am free to do what I like, such as experiencing life at the grassroots level. "

Later, I came back by myself. My colleague asked for leave to stay at home for a few more days. He personally took me to the airport. Before I left, I specifically told me not to tell others about him, otherwise he could not stay. I promised him.

when we got back to the company, we went to work as usual. He was as positive as before, and he was still so low-key. But I saw his eyes changed, and I began to admire him a little. He could have been a gentleman with peace of mind, but he still lowered his posture and studied at the grassroots level.

Sometimes he talks to me, but he seldom talks about his family. I guess there are many uncontrollable things in such a rich family.