My blind date paper figure rejected me because I was poor, so my dad angrily burned ten trillion.

Zhang Chen tightened his suit jacket and turned to walk out of the ATM booth.

He looked around warily, seeing everyone as a thief.

"Hey buddy, move aside, you're blocking the way!"

A triad boss wearing a gold chain looked impatient.

"Huh? Oh, I'm so sorry, I've been checking for ages, and it's still zero!"

Zhang Chen quickly lowered his stance, and even while apologizing, he didn't forget to complain about being poor.

"Poor bastard!"

The gangster muttered something, looking at the wrinkled Brazilian suit in front of him and feeling unlucky.

Zhang Chen wasn't angry at all.

Poor bastard? It's good that you're poor. What would you do if you saw my ten thousand yuan bill?

Being poor is good, it's called being low-key, it's called camouflage, it's called... um? No, bro, those two snakes on your arm are quite unique.

"Sigh, what can I do? My parents won't burn any for me. Big brother, could you lend me some?"

Zhang Chen even raised the stakes.

The gangster looked at him with a dumbfounded expression. Borrow money? Even the richest family is out of money.

"Brother, we're so poor we can't even afford to eat, otherwise we wouldn't be asking for this. Look at you, so imposing! You must have been a big shot back in the day. That snake on your arm... how impressive!"

Zhang Chen is still joking around here.

Seeing his older brother's face darken, he immediately rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fierce expression, and cursed, "Damn it, are you blind? These are dragons, two dragons!"

Zhang Chen: "..."

"This dragon is quite unique; it looks like a snake!"

He muttered something else.

My brother was furious; he was ready to fight.

"Are you still going to withdraw the money or not?"

"Yeah, don't block the way!"

"Hey Little Dragon... no, Little Snake, you're not out of money on your card, are you? Are you trying to fool me?"

At this point, the people queuing behind them started to complain.

In particular, one of the guys, who wore glasses, carried a briefcase, and looked like a very refined scoundrel, spoke slowly and deliberately.

The once arrogant triad boss immediately lowered his head and apologized sheepishly, "How could that be? It really is! I even appeared in my second wife's dream yesterday, asking her to burn a hundred or twenty thousand for me. It's definitely there, brother, wait a minute!"

After saying that, he turned and rushed inside.

Zhang Chen clicked his tongue in disbelief. Good heavens, it was a sick snake.

But if even the gangster boss is acting like such a coward, I'd better hurry up and run.

They should immediately slip away as fast as they can.

"etc!"

As soon as he moved, the extremely cold-blooded, scoundrel-like man in a glasses and suit patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder, startling Zhang Chen.

I almost wanted to crumple up the money in the lining pocket of my Brazilian suit.

Fortunately, he managed to hold back and asked with a smile, "Brother, I really didn't mean to, it really does look like a snake!"

"You're quite an interesting kid, aren't you? No money for food?"

The "refined scoundrel" chuckled.

"Sigh, yeah, what can I do? I've been starving for ages, and the incense money is getting more and more expensive. I've checked my balance so many times, and it's still zero!"

Zhang Chen deliberately feigned despair.

"Young man, even though we're dead, we still have hope, here you go!"

The seemingly refined scoundrel patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder and casually pulled out a bill.

Good heavens, a hundred-yuan bill!

Well, it's not much, but it used to be enough for me to eat for a week.

"Brother, this..."

Zhang Chen hesitated for a moment.

"Alright, here you go. You seem to have some potential. Here, this is for you too!"

He stuffed the red bills into Zhang Chen's hand, opened the briefcase tucked under his arm, pulled out a business card, handed it to him, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled. "Young man, as long as you're willing to work hard, it's easy to make a living. Think about it, come work for me, five social insurances and one housing fund, holiday subsidies, and you can even earn commission!"

Zhang Chen was completely bewildered.

Let me tell you, buddy, you don't seem like a good person.

Especially that smile, it somehow has a bit of a Brokeback Mountain vibe to it.

Zhang Chen instantly got goosebumps.

But he took a deep breath, steadied himself, clutched the hundred-yuan bill, and carefully accepted the business card, saying seriously and earnestly, "Don't worry, brother, I'll think it over carefully!"

"Not bad, you're quite handsome, young man. Remember to call me!"

After saying that, the "refined scoundrel" looked at the ATM.

Zhang Chen should get lost as fast as he can.

Once he was far away from the ATM, he took out the business card.

With a pure black background and gilded patterns, it looks high-end at first glance.

The front features the gilded characters "No. 1 Imperial Court," surrounded by silhouettes of beautiful women in alluring poses.

The back features the name "Liu Wenfeng" in smaller gold lettering, clearly indicating it's the name of the seemingly refined but actually depraved man.

This is followed by an 11-digit gold-plated number.

At the very bottom is a string of text in the same style: "Male Model Discoverer, Talent Scout, Rich Woman Terminator Number One, Top Salesperson at Royal Court No. 1..."

Zhang Chen felt something was wrong the more he looked at it, and immediately his anus tightened.

Damn it, I never expected you to be such a sleazy gangster, with two snakes tattooed on your face, serving up a rich young woman.

He shivered and quickly retreated.

He's already got a trillion dollars, why would he become a male model? I never even considered doing that when I was at my poorest.

Zhang Chen tossed his business card on the ground and quickly left, even jogging away from the troublesome place.

His little heart was terrified.

Only after he was completely away from the ATM did Zhang Chen stop to catch his breath.

My stomach is rumbling, I'm hungry and my heart is racing.

He hasn't eaten anything since he came here; he's been thinking about checking his balance all day. He hasn't even had a meal yet.

Subconsciously, he reached into his pocket for the incense he always carried... Well, I'm used to it. I'm already a trillionaire, why would I need this? Even a dog wouldn't eat it... I only eat incense.

No matter what, you can't be picky about food just because you have money, right?

Looking around, I saw several homeless people lying on the ground picking up cigarette butts... oh, no, they were picking up incense sticks.

Even homeless people rely on incense sticks to fill their stomachs, so how can we waste them like this?

So he stuffed the incense into his bosom, put his hand in his pocket, rubbed the red bill, looked at a restaurant on the right side of the street, and decisively went inside.

Half an hour later, Zhang Chen wiped his mouth and walked out of the restaurant, completely satisfied.

It has to be said, other people's money always seems so good to spend.

I spent a hundred yuan to eat three big bowls of mutton stew noodles. My stomach was so full and I felt so comfortable. I even had energy to walk!

However, having eaten and drunk his fill, he didn't plan to wander around outside and intended to go straight home.

Although his father burned a trillion dollars for him, he learned his lesson and doesn't plan to flaunt his wealth now. Besides, even if he buys a house, he needs to do his research carefully so as not to attract attention.

More importantly, he was waiting to see his mother.

No matter how important something is, nothing is more important than this.

I've already met my dad, but how could I not want to meet my mom who loves me so much?

Moreover, he needs to plan carefully and make sure he knows which way to go next.

Such a large sum of money is a blessing, but if you take the wrong step, it will become a disaster rather than a blessing.

He didn't want to end up like that chubby guy.