My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Yang Chen stood up from his seat and wiped his greasy hands with a napkin. "Come, come with me."    

    

"Where to?" Tangtang was worried that Yang Chen would force her to go home.    

    

"Let's go to a more high-end internet cafe."    

    

"Internet Cafe?" Tangtang was beaming with happiness. "Uncle, you're really nice. Not only are you treating me to a meal, you're also taking me to the internet!"    

    

Yang Chen chuckled, "Don't worry, I don't have the mood to bring you to play games. I want to show you something."    

    

Ignoring Tangtang's question, Yang Chen walked out first.    

    

Along the way, Tangtang stuck close to her side. The two of them walked for a few dozen meters before they found a large internet cafe.    

    

Walking into the internet cafe, Yang Chen asked for the most expensive single segregated space. Tangtang became increasingly curious. He didn't know what Yang Chen wanted to show her, but he was so secretive that he even wanted to separate them.    

    

"Uncle, you're not thinking of sleeping with me in the Internet Cafe, are you?" Tangtang couldn't help but ask shyly.    

    

"What?" Yang Chen didn't understand what he meant.    

    

Tangtang blushed. "It's just something intimate like that." Aiya! Why did he choose an Internet Cafe? Even if it was a single room, the other side would still feel embarrassed. "Uncle, you're really bad. I like this kind of tone …"    

    

Yang Chen finally understood the meaning of Tangtang's words, and directly pressed his hand on the girl's forehead, "What are you thinking all day!? Am I that kind of pervert!? "    

    

"Looks like …" Tangtang said weakly.    

    

Yang Chen ignored this weird girl who was at the age of spring. After entering the small room, he turned on the computer and went online.    

    

Tangtang stood behind Yang Chen and stopped joking around as she watched patiently.    

    

Yang Chen opened his browser and skillfully typed in a web address. After he hit the enter button, a very strange scene appeared on the page.    

    

The entire screen went black, and immediately after, a pale golden ring-shaped object appeared in the middle of the screen. The ring-shaped object was divided into an inner and outer layer.    

    

Yang Chen began to type various English subtitles and numbers into the inner and outer layers of the ring.    

    

Tangtang, who was at the back, was stunned. She noticed that the web site Yang Chen entered had already become a row of '*'. She couldn't tell what the web site was, but it was over twenty digits in length.    

    

What was even more terrifying was that the number of characters that needed to be entered into the two rings had already exceeded over a hundred and had all become "*" symbols. It was clearly something like a password.    

    

When Yang Chen finished typing, the two ring shaped objects started spinning to a certain degree, as if they had completed the match, and then disappeared from the screen.    

    

"Uncle, it's too cool!" This account has at least a hundred passwords! How can you remember!? " Tangtang found it hard to believe.    

    

Yang Chen thought to himself, with the power of his brain, even a thousand of them would be worth a look … However, he still casually explained, "As long as you play more."    

    

"Oh …" "Now that the screen is black, what do you want me to see?" Tangtang was looking forward to it more and more.    

    

Yang Chen rummaged around for a bit and took out a set of headphones and headphones from a drawer. After connecting to the computer, he said to the mic, "Picture!"    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, the black color on the computer screen dissipated and a picture of an album appeared. Inside the photo album, there were quite a few categories, and every category had a name on the cover.    

    

Yang Chen said another word, but this word was neither English nor Chinese. To Tangtang, it sounded like a small language, but she couldn't tell what it was.    

    

After saying that word, what appeared on the screen was a picture of a native village. On it were all kinds of grass huts decorated with colorful totems. Outside the huts were bonfires and the skulls of all kinds of wild animals were stuck outside the huts like banners. Far off in the distance was a towering snow-capped mountain. Below it was a vast expanse of barren, yellow prairie.    

    

"Uncle, where is this?" Tangtang asked. She had been attracted by all the strange things.    

    

Yang Chen said in reminiscence, "This is an African native village called Budiarra. In a grassland in Central Africa, although it belongs to an African country, it is basically an ungoverned primitive area. That village and some of the surrounding native villages still maintained the slave system of the primitive society. They fought wild beasts, fought against the cold and the scorching heat, and often ran out of food for a few days. They also had to fight for water sources because the water sources had suddenly dried up. The mountain god they worshipped had never protected them. Some of them are sick and will be thrown into the wilderness where no one else will be. They will be eaten by wild beasts because they are afraid of the spread of the disease and because they are powerless to cure it. "    

    

Tangtang listened in rapt attention, "They are so pitiful, how could there be such a place in the world? Uncle, how did you get a picture of that place? Have you been there? "    

    

"About six years ago, because I had something to do, I had to stay there for half a month or so. Since nothing had happened while I was waiting, I used a special kind of camera to take some photos." Yang Chen said. Six years ago, he was only under the age of eighteen.    

    

Then, through sound control, Yang Chen flipped through a few photos, which depicted the original inhabitants of the village living their lives. They were naked and had pigments all over their faces, and their men, women, and children were all black as they ate the charred meat of beasts.    

    

In a photo that made Tangtang blush, the natives were out in the open, doing reproductive work for the next generation.    

    

This was a small society that was completely out of touch with the real world. It was as if they were a special group abandoned by the world. The dawn of human civilization had already excluded them from thousands of years ago.    

    

He turned to a picture of a woman lying on a bed made of rocks and hay in a thatched cottage in an aboriginal village. On her body, she looked like a newborn baby, skinny and thin, lying on her mother's chest. On the other side of the bed sat a girl sucking on her fingers, her dark eyes wide open as she looked at her brother and mother.    

    

"Uncle, what's this?" Tangtang asked hesitantly.    

    

"This woman was a widow from the village who had just given birth to the boy when her husband was killed by a cheetah. But in less than two months, the woman had cholera. She had diarrhea and was as thin as a mummy. By the time I took this picture, the woman was dead. However, that boy didn't even know that his mother was dead. He was very hungry and wanted to drink milk, so he climbed up his mother's chest to drink. However, how could a woman who had been stripped of her body and turned into a corpse raise her child?    

    

The little girl by the bed was the eldest daughter. She was also very hungry because no one would give them food. But she knew that her mother was dead, so she just sat there in a daze, watching her brother suck, while she sucked her own finger. "    

    

Before Tangtang finished listening, her eyes turned red. "Uncle, what happened to them after that? Have you starved to death? "    

    

Yang Chen shook his head, his eyes were a little desolate, "They didn't starve to death. Before they starved to death, they were dragged out by the villagers who found their mother. This pair of siblings had become food for the village that day. "Everyone was very happy. They all got a piece of meat, including their so-called grandfathers and grandmothers."    

    

"Ah!    

    

Tangtang exclaimed as she covered her mouth, tears flowing uncontrollably. "How can they be like this?! Eat people!?"    

    

"To them, losing their mother's children is like losing the care of a lioness and a lion cub. They can become food at any time." Yang Chen smiled bitterly. He knew that Tangtang would be upset, but he didn't expect this girl to be so innocent and directly cry.    

    

Tangtang turned her head away, wiping away her tears, and waved at Yang Chen. "Uncle, stop it, close it. I don't want to continue watching …"    

    

Yang Chen nodded and exited the system. His computer screen returned to the desktop as if nothing had happened.    

    

"Uncle." Tangtang turned around and asked, "Although I don't know why you didn't save them when you went to that place, they died just like that. They are still so young, so pitiful."    

    

"Save? How can I save them? Did you know, at that time, I was younger than you are now, and I brought those two children out of the Great Prairie? "A little girl might be able to, but her little brother, when he was still nursing …" Yang Chen shook his head and sighed: "What's more, how can I save him? This kind of situation happens almost every day there."    

    

Tangtang was silent and sobbed a few times. "Uncle, why are you showing me this? It makes my heart hurt."    

    

Yang Chen smiled, "I want you to make a comparison. Compared to them, how have you been since you were a kid?"    

    

"Compete with me?" Tangtang pouted and said, "How can you compare to me? Although my parents can't be together, I have parents since I was young and I have never lacked money. I can buy whatever I want."    

    

"Yes, you are very lucky compared to them. "They can't be like you. Even if they run away from home, they would still have someone as stupid as me to bring you to a McDonald's." Yang Chen teased and continued, "You feel tired of living and your family is not happy, but have you thought about how many children there are in the world who still face such a tragic end? Even if I am close to you, do you think that a person who has obtained the happiness of a family would be able to go to that kind of lousy place before the age of eighteen and stay there for half a month? You have pain, you have food for you to wear, for you to go to school. However, because you were tired from studying for a month, your mother took care of you, and she even had thoughts of finding a man, so you fell out with her and ran away from home. Do you know that the home you left behind was a place that countless people yearned for in their dreams? "