Reborn as a Charismatic Tycoon

"I was born into a very poor family. I remember when I was little, my father led a rather dull life—he spent his days counting money, and my mother too, sweeping up piles of cash all day long. Our home was deep in the mountains, and every time we had to go out shopping, it was an ordeal. It took five hours to drive the Mercedes, and four hours in the Porsche. Although we owned a helicopter, it was nearly impossible to find a place to park it over there, which was terribly inconvenient.

Sometimes, I would go out shopping as well, but my parents were afraid I might be kidnapped, so they sent over twenty bodyguards to protect me. Whenever people saw me, they would flee in terror, so from a young age, I was shunned by others.

Because we lived deep in the mountains, winters were always bitterly cold. My father often said going out to buy things was too much trouble, so in winter, we had no heaters or quilts. Each day I could only keep warm by burning money with my parents, and at night, I slept covered in cash—I found British pounds to be the warmest."

"Haha! Now that's a real nouveau riche! That's the true meaning of the word!" Ling Tian couldn't help but laugh heartily as he read this essay. It was the first time he had laughed so freely since regaining consciousness. He had no idea who had left this old notebook on his desk, but after waking up, he picked it up and idly flipped through it. Judging by the childish handwriting, it must have been written by a child, but the content instantly brought one word to his mind—nou