[Shengguo's soft sister currency, one yuan can buy 10,000 ghost money]
[Oh, then there's no need to calculate. 9 trillion converted to RMB is...]
[There are so many 0s, it makes my eyes dizzy]
[The class representative is here, 9 trillion is equivalent to 9 (nine) billion RMB]
As the number 900 million floated on the barrage, everyone was dumbfounded.
[Damn it, I can't even come up with 90,000, and they already owe the underworld 900 million RMB. As expected... comparing yourself to others makes you angry.]
[What's your family background like? Can you come up with the 900 million?]
Who knows? I feel like 900 million is a lot of money for any family!
[That makes sense…]
…
'Qiangzi' never dreamed that he owed the underworld 9 trillion yuan, not only was it true, but it was also so much when converted into RMB.
900 million...
It’s not that it can’t be taken out, it’s just that some assets need to be sold.
Besides, the anchor also said that it was the money his father owed after his business in the underworld failed and he ran away. The assets he inherited now were all left by his father. After all, it is only natural to use his father's money to pay off his father's debts.
After sighing heavily, 'Qiangzi' seriously asked Wan Qiang, "Host, if I pay back the money, will Yan Wang stop harassing me?"
Wan Qiang: "That's natural."
Upon hearing this, Qiangzi visibly breathed a sigh of relief. "Host, let me ask again. How am I supposed to pay this money back?"
Wan Qiang: "Just burn the paper money for yourself."
Qiangzi: “???”
This time, Wan Qiang hasn't even opened her mouth to explain to "Qiang Zi", but netizens are already rushing to give their opinion.
[I know this question. Sister Wan Qiang said that we can save money for ourselves after death. You burn it for yourself. When the bank in the underworld sees that you have money coming in, it will directly deduct the money from you to pay off your debt.]
[Brother, don't hesitate, don't hesitate, hurry up and buy some ghost money to burn for yourself]
"Yeah, brother, didn't you hear what Fairy Wan Qiang said? If you delay any longer, your father will be punished in the eighteen levels of hell, and his soul will be shattered."
【Get moving, get moving~】
【gogo naji go...】
*'Qiangzi' owes the underworld 9 trillion yuan · Follow-up*
After disconnecting from Wan Qiang's livestream, Qiangzi immediately contacted his investment manager and sold some of his stocks. He then contacted the bank and mortgaged his 5,000-square-meter mansion in Shengjing City's wealthy district for a 500 million yuan loan.
That was the wedding house his father had prepared for him when he was alive. It was the most valuable and precious. The reason why he chose to take out a loan instead of selling it immediately was that Qiangzi wanted to keep some hope, hoping that he could pay back the money through his own efforts and the house would still be his in the end.
In two days, 'Qiangzi' paid back the 9 trillion ghost money. Since then, the King of Hell has never appeared in his dreams again.
On the third night after he paid back 9 trillion yuan, his father appeared in his dream for the first time six years after his father's death.
"Son, I know everything about you giving me the mortgage for your wedding house to pay off your debts. It's Daddy who's sorry for you. Don't worry, I will definitely earn back your wedding house as soon as possible."
Hearing his father say that he wanted to earn money for the wedding house, Qiangzi's heart tightened and he felt that something was wrong. He wanted to stop him but it was too late because... he woke up from the dream.
One year later!
"Qiangzi" had long forgotten what his father had told him in his dream about earning money for a wedding house, and he worked hard every day to earn money to pay off the mortgage.
One day, he passed by a lottery station while having dinner. No one knew what he was thinking, but he went in and bought 100,000 tickets for the Double Color Ball.
The lottery was drawn at 9:30 in the evening, and his 100,000 winning tickets, 5,000 soft girls per ticket, totaled exactly 500 million.
The tax on winnings in Shengguo Lottery starts from RMB 100 million. The 500 million won by "Qiangzi" did not exceed each bet, so no tax is required.
All major social media platforms reported that "Qiangzi" became the only person in the history of Shengguo Lottery who won the jackpot without paying taxes.
Everybody congratulated him and congratulated him.
But only Qiangzi himself knows that there is no such thing as extreme luck.
Everything was just his father's secret efforts in the underworld.
It turned out that what his father said in the dream a year ago was true. Over the past year, he had really been working hard in the underworld to earn money for his wedding house.
Now we have a wedding house, but dad will never have the chance to see him get married and have children.
After receiving the award, Qiangzi went to the cemetery to visit his father with some of his favorite foods and talked to him for a long time.
That night, Qiangzi dreamed of his father again.
The old man was wearing a well-tailored suit and smiled very kindly. "Son, I'm going to be reincarnated. You really have to walk the road ahead alone."
I still didn't get to talk to my dad before I woke up from my dream.
That night, Qiangzi, such a grown man, cried uncontrollably.
It’s strange, he didn’t cry when his father died, he didn’t cry when he won the lottery, but when he heard his father say that he was going to be reincarnated, which is a good thing, why did he cry?
It was not until much later, when Qiangzi got married and had a child, and the moment he held the tiny, soft baby in his arms, that he finally understood!
*Continuation·End*
…
After Wan Qiang disconnected from Qiang Zi, she yawned. "That's all for the live broadcast. I'm really tired today. I won't be broadcasting tonight. See you tomorrow."
Netizens were flooding the comments with comments asking her to continue broadcasting for a while, but Wan Qiang had already snatched Xianglan's phone away and pressed the button to end the live broadcast.
Just kidding, if you say it counts as three, then it counts as three. Overtime?
NoNoNo, never work overtime.
Xianglan opened her two large, kazilan eyes, staring at Wanqiang in disbelief, and asked, "Aunt, is it bad that you ended the broadcast so quickly?"
Wan Qiang: "What's wrong?"
Xianglan: "Netizens are our gods, and you are so disrespectful to God..."
Wan Qiang said "Oh" thoughtfully, "Then next time I'll say goodbye to the gods before I go off the air."
Xianglan always felt that there was something wrong with Wanqiang's words, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
…
"Amen."
A familiar voice came, calling Wan Qiang's 'nickname'.
Actually, it’s not a nickname. It’s just that guy insisted that their relationship was different from others, so there had to be a special name, a name that only he could call him.
If you remove the "日" radical from the word "晚", it becomes "免".
So... he called her Ah Mian.
The word "Amian" is his special name for her, unique in this world.
Thinking of the past years, and how she had gone from being an unknown little person to becoming the founding ancestor of the metaphysical world, all thanks to that guy's support, Wan Qiang's brows softened.
Come to think of it, even if he didn't look for her, she would have come to Fengdu to see him.
"Xianglan, wait for me here."
Xianglan nodded in agreement, but soon asked in confusion, "Auntie, where are you going?"
"I'm going to see an old friend," Wan Qiang said. "I'll be back soon."
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