Suddenly, he said: "Do you think making money when you know enough is difficult? She simmered latte, looking at him like a fool: How much do you know? At the end of the month, don't you have to sit around and calculate every penny for how many expenses? Or just enough to quit my job for two months and still go to the supermarket without having to look at the price".
He was silent for a while, then breathed: "Yesterday I read the newspaper, a billionaire said: "I only ate three meals, I don't have two bellys to eat more than others". She smiled: "He eats three meals but it's probably a Michelin-starred restaurant. As for me, eating instant noodles all week is called a minimalist life. He argued: "But there are many people who live really simply. Growing vegetables, riding bicycles, eating at home, and looking good on the outside are very happy. She shook her head: "That was because they had not tried the feeling that their account account still had exactly 50 thousand, and had to pay the electricity bill the next day. I call it knowing enough, people think I am talking about that survival skill!.
He sat silently for a long time and said: "Oh my, I think you should know enough not let money control all your emotions". She nodded, her eyes calmed down: "But it's very difficult. People often compare themselves with people with more, but how many people look back at people who are lacking more?". He grumbled: "The last meal, my friend said: " Finally bought an apartment in the new urban area, I feel much more secure". Read it and you will be rich!
She continued: "If you post a photo of yourself in Maldives, the caption is "taking your soul to rest". While I inhale fine dust on my way to work every morning, I feel my soul... flying so much!
Both of them burst out laughing. Then she said like a philosopher: "But knowing enough is not an offer. It is knowing how much you need to live a decent life. Just keep chasing more, sometimes you feel unloving, lack time, even lack yourself".
He looked across the street and saw the sticky rice seller wrapping sticky rice for customers, while working and singing, only told her: "That, that girl sometimes feels "enough" so she is happy, but I just keep thinking "there is nothing", and it doesn't work well."
She thought secretly: If you know enough, sometimes just someone sitting and complaining without charging for the hour.
