"I guess I'm getting senile."
"Hey Zhou, look at them. They're both street vendors, but they make the news. And you?"
"You'll barely make any money even if you're just sitting around that shabby stall all day!"
"Why is there such a huge difference between people?"
Zhou Yang was speechless as he listened to Aunt Liu's sarcastic remarks.
I wonder what kind of expression this old lady would have if she knew the truth?
He must be furious, right?
Fortunately, he was too lazy to argue with Aunt Liu, since he didn't want to tell her anyway.
She doesn't believe in herself, so why not?
He gave a few perfunctory replies and then returned to his room.
Zhou Yang closed the door and looked at the trading data for the day on his phone.
There is already a string of numbers inside.
These are all the money he earned from setting up his stall these past few days.
He counted them one by one, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand... more than sixty-eight thousand! We're still a little over thirty thousand short, but that'll be one hundred thousand!"
Zhou Yang's heart was pounding with excitement.
For more than a week, he worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk setting up his stall, all to complete the tasks assigned by the system.
If he sets up his stall for seven days, the system will reward him with a luxury car!
And right now, there are less than two days left.
The thought of owning a luxury car soon is very appealing.
Zhou Yang couldn't help but grin.
He could almost see himself driving a luxury car, cruising around the streets of Jindu. Just thinking about it was thrilling!
My heart was immediately filled with enthusiasm.
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