Getting rich overnight is not a dream
Despite the discomfort of his heart pounding in his chest, Chai Wenrong carefully checked each number three times over.
Then my legs went so weak I could barely stand.
Every single number has been checked and matched—how incredibly lucky!
This was the first time Chai Wenrong had ever won such a large sum of money in the lottery, despite having bought lottery tickets for so many years since he was a child.
This...this...his vision blurred, but he persisted, counting the final amount of the prize pool again from back to front: one, two, three...eight, eight digits.
Ten million, lots and lots of zeros.
Chai Wenrong felt as if all he could see were zeros floating in his field of vision, and he felt like he was floating.
Unexpected income like lottery winnings is subject to a 20% tax deduction, leaving a huge sum of 8 million after taxes.
I've worked hard for almost half my life.
I've finally become rich overnight and achieved financial freedom! Who would still want to work this lousy job?! This reminds me of the old man's nagging and obvious dissatisfaction with me taking the blame before I left work today.
Chai Wenrong gently stroked the lottery ticket with his fingers, clearly enamored with it, almost as if he were enshrining it.
This seemingly insignificant piece of paper represents the happy second half of his life.
It's heavy, so heavy.
After finishing work, Chai Wenrong's usually listless mind became highly active again.
Thinking about that kid Wang Zechen, he vented all the pent-up resentment he'd accumulated at work on me.
So, could I also find someone like that to be bullied?
Since I'm not working here anymore, I'll resign immediately.
You need an excuse to resign, preferably one that your boss can't stand and illegally terminates your employment contract, so that you can get compensation through labor arbitration.
If he doesn't upset his boss before leaving, he won't be able to get over it.
After enduring so many years, it's time to let it all out.
The boss's lackey?
Pooh!
If he gets 2N, that's 2N + 8 million + his own savings over the years, which is more than enough to live a worry-free life for the rest of his days.
Just then, Chai Wenrong's phone rang.
He was startled and abruptly broke free from his imagined happy life, looking flustered.
The first thing I did after taking out my phone wasn't to answer a call, but to pry open the phone case and neatly fold the lottery tickets, placing them in the space between the phone case and the phone.
This must be kept safe and hidden well. Chai Wenrong checked three times to make sure he had put the lottery ticket away properly and inside his phone case before he even had time to look at the incoming call notification.
Isn't this perfect?
It belongs to the boss, Zhang Fengsan.
Chai Wenrong sneered, not in a hurry to answer the phone. He carefully considered his words before clicking to connect.
He decided to be like Wang Zechen, shutting down his boss from the very first word, preventing him from saying a single word. His main principle was that if he didn't perform well himself, he didn't want others to perform well either.
"Hello?"
"Wenrong, why haven't you answered the phone for so long..."
The person opposite him was about to speak when Chai Wenrong interrupted him.
"Don't call me that so affectionately, as if we're on good terms. I've had my hated you for ages! You get all the money and all the credit, but when there's a problem, it's always the subordinates' fault."
"You're really giving me the cold shoulder all day long. You're always brainwashing your employees, but you don't know anything yourself. All you do is give orders and disgust people."
"You always conflate company development with personal development. If your lousy company goes bankrupt, it has nothing to do with me!"
"So many people have left the company, and you keep threatening me with the turnover rate every day. Do you think I'm your father? Don't you have any self-awareness? Low pay, lots of work, and idiot bosses, who can stand that?"
Zhang Fengsan: ...?
He was completely stunned by the scolding.
It took Zhang Fengsan a full half second to come to his senses. His original intention was to appease Chai Wenrong, a veteran employee, since he was indeed quite capable.
The incident involving Wang Zechen a couple of days ago was also a black swan event, and it cannot be entirely blamed on Chai Wenrong.
Zhang Fengsan was just too angry to think much at the time.
He finally calmed down and was about to apologize to Chai Wenrong when, to his surprise, Chai didn't answer his phone for a long time, and then when the call finally connected, he was berated mercilessly.
After venting his frustrations, Chai Wenrong hung up the phone. He refused to answer Zhang Fengsan's calls again and eventually blocked Zhang Fengsan.
So comfortable, so very comfortable.
No wonder Wang Zechen gave him a piece of his mind before he left.
Chai Wenrong was swinging his car keys, ready to head home happily, when suddenly another, more practical problem came to mind.
His wife.
If this 8 million is considered marital property, in the event of a divorce... his wife could directly take a portion of it.
No, no way, oh dear, I absolutely cannot share this with my wife.
You need to find a reason to get a divorce, and you can't be the one at fault.
This is a bit of a challenge for Chai Wenrong for now. Domestic violence? No way, he still has a basic moral bottom line on this matter.
How can a man hit a woman?
Emotional infidelity?
This won't work either. Where can I find a suitable candidate? What if the other party betrays me in the end? Then all the money will be wasted.
Chai Wenrong immediately lost his joy, stopped throwing his car keys, and squatted by the roadside, racking his brains for a reasonable, legal, and ethical solution to the problem.
I'll be going to claim my lottery prize in a few days.
Ouch... what should I do?
Finally, Chai Wenrong decided to take a direct approach. In this marriage, he had endured a lot of mistreatment, much like he had at work. He wanted to find a pretext to vent his frustrations, making all the suffering he had endured over the years worthwhile.
"Cough cough cough."
Chai Wenrong cleared his throat. He didn't have the courage to say these words to his wife's face, so it wasn't unreasonable for him to propose a divorce directly over the phone, like a scumbag.
Summon the courage you had when you were yelling at your boss.
His wife has a fiery temper, something Chai Wenrong knows all too well.
He will definitely provoke me with his words, and then I will get angry and do something impulsive.
Tomorrow is a workday, and the Civil Affairs Bureau will be open. If he files for divorce tonight, he can go and get it done tomorrow. It's a cost-effective and efficient way to regain his freedom, and then in a couple of days… he can officially begin his wonderful new life.
What does it mean to get promoted, get rich, and have your wife die?
In Chai Wenrong's case, hahaha, a man's ultimate dream has been perfectly realized.
If you have an idea, you should do it.
Chai Wenrong immediately called home.
"Hey? Why aren't you home yet?" His wife asked, her tone sharp and sarcastic. "What are you doing out there all night again?"
Chai Wenrong had been treated like this before, but today she suddenly couldn't take it anymore: "Why are you rushing me? What do you know, you're just a woman. Men have to work hard in their careers outside. Do you think you can support yourself by coming home every day with a gold mine at home?!"
"Chai Wenrong! Have you taken the wrong medicine? What's wrong with you acting so crazy for no reason! I called you home because of your mother, otherwise you could just die out there and see if anyone would care about you!"
“Don’t always bring up my mom every time we argue. Don’t you have any family?!” Chai Wenrong skillfully guided his wife toward igniting her emotions.
After years of being each other's bedmates, you naturally know how to hurt each other and make them even more sad, upset, and angry.
Chai Wenrong wasn't heartless; at this moment, he felt a little guilty, like a hypocrite.
The argument escalated and ended with "Divorce!", "If you want a divorce, then let's get a divorce! I've been wanting to leave you for a long time!", "We're going to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow!"
Chai Wenrong was furious, but the moment he hung up the phone, he burst into laughter.
He was overjoyed; he hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.
His wife is so easy to understand.
So how should he spend such a large sum of money? Let him think about it. Putting 8 million in a bank for a year is the least he can do, earning 150,000 in interest per year. If he knows how to manage his money, he could easily earn over 400,000.
I'm not going home anymore; to avoid easing tensions, this divorce won't happen.
Chai Wenrong was also very decisive, taking a taxi directly to the five-star hotel.
A classic example of the "kicking the cat" effect amplified by the lottery.
Jiang Chuan had already experienced two missions. After carefully reviewing and refining his plans, he had been trying different methods to explore how to maximize the effectiveness of a mission.
Now, when facing someone like Chai Wenrong, he doesn't need to expend any energy observing or investigating him.
Humans are born without weaknesses; they are all formed gradually through experience. For Chai Wenrong, his own traits, when put together, could very well lead to his downfall.
When burying them, it's highly likely that people in the surrounding area will also be buried with them.
With a few days left before the lottery prize is claimed, Jiang Chuan, an observer of human nature, is eagerly anticipating what other amazing moves Chai Wenrong will make next.
But the count protested.
"You, you, you... this isn't magical girl at all!"
That's right, Jiang Chuan is in his study at home. He doesn't have a living room; the entire interior design de-emphasizes the living room aspect.
The huge study is right outside the bedroom.
The blank wall in the study is the perfect spot to place a projector for watching movies.
“This is more convenient. We shouldn’t always be obsessed with formalism. We should focus on doing practical things in a down-to-earth manner,” Jiang Chuan Education said.
The main problem is that, for some reason, the background music playing on his employee uniforms has been getting louder and louder lately, and it's also fluctuating in volume.
It's too conspicuous. Even if no one can see it, Jiang Chuan still doesn't like to do things that are too conspicuous.
"What formalism? This is a fine tradition of our Magical Girl Administration!" the Count retorted with dissatisfaction.
"Then explain why my employee uniforms change every day?" Every time Jiang Chuan opened the same card, he saw different versions of the employee uniforms.
“This…” The count silently shifted his gaze: “It’s been upgraded.”
"Is the fluctuating volume of the background music also due to leveling up?"
"……right…"
God have mercy, He simply wanted His ward to shine a little brighter.
Which magical girl is so plain?
As you can see, cough, Jiang Chuan has actually encountered fellow travelers on missions recently. However, while his fellow travelers hunt evil monsters, he was hunting down unscrupulous bosses.
The other magical creatures were so dazzling and eye-catching that they would amaze any passing magical being.
Unlike Jiang Chuan, where magical creatures wouldn't even notice you if you just walked right up to the edge.
This is unacceptable to the Earl!
It has absolutely no class.
"You want me to stand out more in the crowd, don't you?"
The count continued to shift his gaze, his feet blossoming, trying to divert Jiang Chuan's attention.
He knew that this man could not resist the temptation of fur.
Now the Earl realized that the reason he knelt down when he first met Jiang Chuan was not because Jiang Chuan changed his mind, but because he was too nervous at the time and his paws were outstretched.
In particular, although Jiang Chuan himself likes furry little animals, he cannot accept real cats that shed fur due to his psychological cleanliness obsession. The Earl is confident that he is completely devoid of substitutes in reality.
Jiang Chuan didn't say anything more and cooperated with the Earl to change the subject.
But... how could a simple-minded magician possibly outmaneuver a cunning and treacherous human?
I have nothing to say to you today (seriously).
Unless... unless I pre-order and see if it's genuine.
[The above is a quote from the original author]
[The following are newly added author notes]
I saw another book published around the same time, and readers were praising the author's beautiful cover!
Why didn't anyone compliment my cover?! Don't you guys like minimalist headlines?! Waaaaaah, why, why is no one praising my beautiful cover?!
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