Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

"You!" Bai Jian pointed at Bai Li, too angry to speak.

"Alright, alright, let's eat first!" Wang Xiulian was very satisfied with the effect of her son's mockery and quickly interrupted Bai Jian's barking.

Otherwise, if he bites back, my son will suffer.

The atmosphere during the meal was strange.

Bai Jian was seething with anger, and in order to get revenge, he started his performance again.

He would boast for which company he had worked on the project for last month, and then he would talk about which bureau leader he had drunk with.

He even took out his phone and deliberately showed the screen to everyone to display his chat history.

"Xiao Li, if anything happens to you outside, just tell your brother."

Bai Jian took a sip of his drink and then steered the conversation back to Bai Li:

"Society is not a school; it's all about connections and relationships."

"You've only studied books, and your mind has become rigid; you don't understand these things. Take your job search, for example. If I put in a few words for you, getting a job as a mortar worker on a construction site would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?"

Bai Li's father, Bai Weiguo, frowned as he listened. He put down his chopsticks and said in a deep voice:

"You don't need to worry about Xiao Li's work; he knows what he's doing."

"Oh, Second Uncle, I was just trying to be helpful."

Bai Jian had an expression that said, "You don't understand, I'm doing this for his own good."

"In today's society, college graduates are everywhere, they're practically worthless. Don't you think so, Xiao Li?"

He threw the question directly at Bai Li, his eyes full of provocation, waiting to see how Bai Li would answer.

In his view, Bai Li, a recent graduate, could only have a maximum of 50,000 yuan in savings. Compared to him, a successful person, Bai Li was destined to be inferior.

Bai Li slowly picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, and after finishing it, she wiped her mouth with a napkin.

He didn't look at Bai Jian, but turned to his parents and said in a calm tone:

"Dad, Mom, I quit my job."

"What?" Wang Xiulian and Bai Weiguo exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"Resigned?" Bai Jian was even more excited, as if he had caught someone red-handed.

"I knew it! He couldn't make it in Shanghai, could he?"

"It's alright, it's good you're back. Come work for me, and I'll make sure you live the high life!"

Bai Li ignored his incessant chatter and continued speaking to her parents:

"The pace of life in Shanghai is too fast, and I'm getting tired of it. Besides, I have other jobs now, and I can earn more than 10,000 yuan a day without much effort."

"Huh?!" Wang Xiulian was a little confused by what Bai Li said.

Bai Jian didn't hear a word Bai Li said after that; he only heard the news of Bai Li's resignation. He proudly raised his glass:

"Haha, Uncle and Aunt, don't worry, I'm here for you."

"Xiao Li, listen to your brother, come to my construction site tomorrow. With your height, you'll definitely have the strength to work the mortar!"

Seeing her parents' anxious faces and her cousin's smug expression, Bai Li knew it was time.

He took out his phone, the screen lit up, and he seemed to casually complain:

"The main problem is that the job doesn't pay much, so it's not very interesting."

Bai Jian scoffed:

"What? You think eight thousand isn't enough? Young man, don't be so ambitious. Do you think money comes from thin air?"

"No, that's not it."

Bai Li casually placed his phone on the table, screen facing upwards, directly in Bai Jian's direction.

He sighed, his tone carrying a hint of Versailles-like annoyance:

"It just doesn't feel very challenging. Even after a month of hard work, plus all the bonuses and subsidies, you only make about 20,000 to 30,000 yuan."

"I could earn more by just casually fiddling around these past couple of days."

His words contained a lot of information.

Bai Jian's smile froze instantly.

He subconsciously looked down, his gaze falling on Bai Li's lit phone screen.

Balance: ¥303,950.00

Today's income: 9000 yuan

Three hundred thousand... three thousand... nine hundred and fifty yuan.

Bai Jian's eyes widened like copper bells. He counted several times, afraid that he had misread the decimal point.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand...

That's right, it's over 300,000!

His mind went blank, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The boasts I just made about earning 20,000 yuan a month and just buying a BMW now sound like a huge joke.

My newly bought used 3 Series only cost a little over 50,000, and the watch was just over 10,000. I earn 20,000 a month, but I still have to spend over 10,000 on greasing palms.

In the end, I only got a few thousand yuan, and I still owe several thousand yuan on my Huabei (a Chinese online credit service).

And Bai Li, standing right in front of us, now has over 30 yuan in savings?!

He then recalled what Bai Li had said earlier: with a new job, he could earn ten thousand yuan a day without much effort.

How is this possible?!

Bai Jian's face turned from red to white, from white to green, and finally turned ashen.

He felt a burning pain in his cheeks, as if he had been slapped countless times in public.

Bai Li's parents also came over to take a look, and were equally speechless with shock at the string of numbers.

They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Bai Li acted as if he had done something insignificant, putting away his phone and slowly sipping his soup.

"Oh, right, cousin." He looked up as if he had suddenly remembered something.

"You just mentioned your BMW?"

"I saw a 3 Series downstairs just now, it looked like a model from 7 years ago."

"It's not yours, is it? Don't get ripped off by someone selling it to you as a new car. That thing is only worth tens of thousands of dollars now."

These few words became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Bai Jian's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

He felt dizzy and wished the ground would immediately crack open so he could crawl into it.

He couldn't stand the meal any longer.

"I...I have some things to take care of at the company, I have to go now!"

Bai Jian suddenly stood up and prepared to leave.

"You idiot cousin, don't go! We haven't finished eating yet!"

"Hey you idiot, you didn't even say you'd mopped the floor you made before you left!"

Bai Jian had completely lost face and didn't want to stay at Bai Li's house for even a second longer, so he fled in panic.

Bai Li watched his hasty retreating figure, then tortured him a few more times, feeling indescribably pleased.

It was only because her parents were still at home that Bai Li felt obligated to greet Bai Jian's entire family.

"Xiao Li, what... what exactly is going on?"

Wang Xiulian came to her senses, took her son's hand, and her voice trembled.

Bai Li had already prepared his explanation:

"Mom, didn't I love tinkering with internet stuff when I was in school?"

"I'm currently working on a project with a teacher, and luckily the project was acquired. This money is a dividend."

This reason is half true and half false; it can explain the source of the money without seeming too outrageous.

Sure enough, upon hearing that it was a legitimate project they were working on with their teacher, Bai Weiguo and Wang Xiulian breathed a sigh of relief, followed by surprise and pride.

"My son is so successful!" Wang Xiulian's eyes reddened with emotion.

Although Bai Weiguo didn't speak, his tightly furrowed brows had already relaxed. He picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, his face full of pride.

After dinner, Bai Li returned to his room, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling, deep in thought.

Now that I have the system, my life will only get better and better, but I also need to have a goal.

He thought about his parents who had worked so hard for him, and then he thought about idiots like Bai Jian who looked down on people.

With two weeks left until the Lunar New Year, an idea popped into Bai Li's mind:

By the first day of the Lunar New Year, I need to buy a nice house and a nice car, and also have enough savings to make those snobbish relatives green with envy.

Just thinking about their envious yet unsatisfied faces made Bai Li overjoyed.

After setting his goal, Bai Li, who hadn't slept well last night, decided to take a nap.

By the time he got up, it was completely dark.

Just then, my phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat message from Chen Tingting.

I tapped to play the voice message; her voice carried a sleepy languor and a deliberate flirtation.

"Big brother, we're awake! The room is so warm and cozy..."

"Are you done with your work over there? We'd like to treat you to dinner!"