Zhang Long’s eyes had undergone a mutation. At first, he could only perceive the rise and fall of stocks, along with their profits. But as his power evolved with each upgrade, his vision expanded: futures and forex, film investments, antique auctions, project tenders, venture capital acquisitions… Even the abilities and loyalty of employees and partners could be assessed through their profitability. His insight grew ever more comprehensive. This is a tale of striving, turning the tables, and welcoming new heights. Do not let youth slip by—let a brilliant and radiant life be written upon these pages. During the recommendation period, your collections, follows, and monthly votes are sincerely encouraged.
“Auntie, here’s five hundred thousand.”
The slender young man opened the suitcase, dazzling everyone with stacks of cash that reflected the greed in his ex-girlfriend and her mother’s eyes. He couldn’t help but smirk. So this was what marrying into the family meant—he never expected they’d demand another five hundred thousand as an entrance fee at the last moment. To hell with that.
He’d just won five million in the lottery—there was no reason to keep putting up with this.
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“Xiao Zhang, please, have a seat.” Mrs. Fan’s face lit up with joy as she reached eagerly for the black suitcase containing half a million. But the next moment, her expression darkened as the suitcase slammed shut with a thud—he wouldn’t let her take it.
“Xiao Zhang, what are you doing?”
“Auntie, you misunderstand...” Zhang Long pressed his hand atop the suitcase, offering an innocent smile. “This five hundred thousand is just for you to look at. That’s all. Thank you.”
“Now that you’ve seen it, I’ll be going. I wish you luck in finding a new, gullible son-in-law.”
With that, Zhang Long stood and made to leave.
“Long...” Fan Lu stared in disbelief. Wasn’t he here to discuss marrying into the family? Why was everything falling apart so suddenly? He didn’t even spare her a glance—it left her dazed.
“Long is gone,” came his calm, indifferent reply as Zhang Long turned his impassive gaze on the woman who was once his lover. “This is the outcome you and your mother chose. We agreed I’d marry in, but at the last minute, you demanded another five