Rich driver two rich ladies share a taxi and talk about the high cost of taking a taxi to any place. One woman said that the axle is very expensive recently. The owner has made a lot of money in vain.
Another woman said that the driver got too much tips. They soon got rich. They should be ashamed of one of their women.
After a minute or two, she was smoking A lady said that you see an ashtray in this taxi. I don't have an ashtray here. I don't have an ashtray.
Driver, where is the ashtray in this taxi? Why haven't you found a driver yet? She heard everything the ladies said, and she replied, throwing ashes on the carpet - I have a servant who comes to clean up three days a week, and he doesn't have to be ashamed of a taxi.
Everything has two sides. The poor and the rich also have the hiness and sorrow of the poor. They have no money.
They have to worry about food, but they live a hy life. They don't have to worry about whether the money will be stolen by the rich. They have enough money.
They live a hy life. They have everything they need, but their life is not so lucky Fu, although they have to worry about money and the struggle between family and money, so from all these aspects, we know that living a hy and average life is the best.
A young man asked an old rich man how he made money. The old man touched his worsted wool vest and said, "well, son, this is the worst of the great depression. I have only one nickel left." I invested the five cents in an le.
I spent a whole day polishing the le, and finally, I sold the le for a dime. "The next morning, I invested the 10 cents in two les. I spent the whole day polishing the les and selling them at the price of cents in the afternoon.
I continued the system for a month, and by then I had accumulated a dollar fortune. "Then my wife's father died and left us two million dollars.".