Gong Jie was suddenly amused to see Hua Jin sitting there like a pincushion, and his anger immediately subsided.
The actor felt profoundly uneasy. He felt a little guilty for having steeped all of this precious tea leaves in one go.
Gong Jie snorted. âOh well, forget it. Itâs not like Iâm passionate about Da Hong Pao anyway. I like green tea.â
âSo, what are the tea leaves next to this Da Hong Pao?â he asked.
âTaiping Houkui.â
âHoukui?â
Gong Jie raised his eyebrows and shot him a meaningful glance. âWhy? Are you now coveting my Houkui?â
âNo, noâ¦â He wouldnât dare.
Just drinking a pot of his Da Hong Pao almost bankrupted him. Another pot of Houkui would make him a pauper, wouldnât it?
âCorrupt. How very corrupt.â The gap between the rich and the poor in this world was simply too great, the actor thought quietly.
Some people were born with a silver spoon in their mouth, destined to be dragons and phoenixes among men, born into nobility. And others lived most of their lives in a daze.
5 million might be the cost of a pot of tea for Gong Jie. To an ordinary family, it might be money that they could not even earn in a lifetime.
âItâs not fair.â The actor began to feel the injustice.
Despite having said that quietly, Gong Jie heard him clearly. âWhatâs not fair?â
Hua Jin said frankly, âLook, this pot of tea is worth the life savings of an ordinary family. In fact, even far more. In other words, an ordinary person might not be able to afford your pot of tea after working hard and conscientiously for their entire life.â
Gong Jie smiled at that. âUnfair in what way? I think itâs fair.â
âWhy?â
âBecause people are just born different.â There was no arrogance in Gong Jieâs words, it came out like a calm narrative.
The actor listened, but he disagreed. âHow is it fair?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAccording to your logic then, life is unfair to everyone. Some people are born with dysfunctional limbs, and some are born healthy and smart. Can you say that itâs wrong for people to be able-bodied and smart?â
Speechless, the actor finally shook his head in silence.
âSo why is it unfair, as you believe, that some people are born rich and some are born poor and will be poor all their lives?â
Taken in such a context, Hua Jin really could not answer.
âIn other words, a man born with a disability is bound to think, according to you, that life is most unfair to him. If thatâs the case, I should feel that life is unfair to me.â
âWhy?â The actor was confused. âWhat do you have to complain about? You live in a big villa with your own private jet. Money to you is always just a string of numbers in an account. Youâre blessed with good looks. Youâll never know what itâs like to be poor. In fact, you probably canât understand that some people never find stability in their lives, can you? Youâre the elite at the top of the pyramid in this world. Youâll never know what kind of life those at the bottom lead.â
Gong Jieâs face stiffened at that, and his expression turned cold. His gaze settled on the actor, and he set down his teacup.