Ten is a rich ceo of a technology company in China. He has a teenage son, YangYang(you). Your quite the spoiled kid that would get anything you asked for. You never saw value in money so you'd ask for expensive items. You barely went to school to go waste your money on unescessary items. Ten heard you walking down the halls before you bursted into his office, flopping onto the velvet couch. "Something wrong, son?" He closed his laptop, swnding off his secretary for some privacy.