I want to be rich.

When I was very young, I dreamed that I could be a rich man. Every time I see those colorful movies and TV plays, I often say to myself: I must become a rich man in the future and live as I imagine!

A woman, if her family is poor, must marry a rich man, so that she can live a rich life. This idea may be too old-fashioned and will be laughed at: modern women can become rich on their own! However, these three women, I am not!

My parents are just ordinary civil servants, and their lives are always simple and happy.

So I want to marry a rich man.

For this dream, I decorated myself and made my behavior close to my dream.

So, I learned to speak gracefully, laugh quietly and cater to the aesthetic standards of the rich. I dream that one day I can control money, not money.

I have seen, experienced and sighed, and finally understand that prosperity is always a dream.

I can finally live a down-to-earth life. I know no pains, no gains. Although the times are still unfair, I can treat each other indifferently and know that I am mature today.

However, I still want to be rich, and this dream has never changed.

There is always a psychological imbalance when I receive my boss's poor salary at the end of the month (I call it pity because it has never lived in my wallet for more than a week). Every time I see my boss's fake pitying smile, I always have an impulse to leave.

I remember that years ago, I told my colleagues that a celebrity in Hong Kong's business community had inherited tens of millions of property. I lamented: You were really born with a golden key. They asked me: If you had 10 million yuan, what would you do first? "I want to take out 1 million and stand on the roof of Ginza!" I answered.

Colleagues started laughing loudly, making noise and talking about if they had 10 million.

However, if I really become rich, the first thing I do is to stand on the roof of Ginza. ...