Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth, listened to the decree. ”

"The minister is here. ”

"The Jade Emperor has a will, due to air pollution, the Heavenly Court has not been able to control the Nether Realm for more than a month, and the Ministry of Finance is here to find a financial god from the mortal world to deal with the matter of dispersing wealth on his behalf. Chin!"

"Commandment. ”

With the holy decree of the Jade Emperor, Zhao Gongming fell into deep thought: he has indeed not distributed wealth to the world for more than a month, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't. The aura of the nether realm is thin and polluted, and even the Da Luo Jin Immortal Nether realm will not survive for three seconds. There used to be a random throw of money into the Nether, but money also likes to run in crowds to lively places, causing the rich to get richer and the poor to get poorer. As for the various wishes for wealth that were piled up on the desk, Zhao Gongming had no time to take care of them.

From the observation deck, you can see a burgeoning city at your feet, with a 108-story landmark building towering into the sky. It's a bustling and immature city, and before nightfall, you're already in a binge.

Zhao Gongming can clearly see everyone's wealth, a hotel tycoon with a net worth of 3 billion, a media giant with total assets of more than 8 billion, and of course, a pseudo-tycoon with a debt of 80 million but just spent 5 million to buy a Maserati.

And in some corners of the city, those who are in a hurry, are busy in order to make a living. The reward they receive cannot be called wealth.

It seems that it is necessary to find a mortal who can do the work for him.

So, the corner of the mixed yuan golden bucket was knocked down by Zhao Gongming, and an exclusive "rich card" was made for his partner.

……

August, Lingcheng.

Reluctantly waking up from the dream, Song Qian turned over, tucked the blanket and continued to sleep.

The corners of his mouth, there are traces of saliva flowing, and he mutters in his mouth: "Money is just a number to me, millions, a small amount of money......"

Although the reality is cruel, there is everything in the dream. If it weren't for the thorns in the sun, he really didn't want to open his eyes. Because, as soon as you open your eyes, it is firewood, rice, oil and salt, and it is the pressure of life that you can't carry on your back.

Blinding sunlight......

Song Qian was so excited that he touched his mobile phone and opened it to see: 10:15 a.m.! Why didn't the alarm go off? Doesn't this broken copycat machine sing very noisily on weekdays? Why does the alarm sound like a mosquito?

The morning meeting was 10 o'clock, and it was clear that he was 15 minutes late!

When he thought of the cold noodle manager in the catering department who seemed to owe him hundreds of millions of dollars all over the world, Song Qian was one head and two big. If you're 15 minutes late, the leader of the alliance will be gone last night!

If it weren't for the alliance leader, he wouldn't have overslept. But if you oversleep, you will be fined 500 yuan!

It takes at least 15 minutes to ride from your accommodation to the hotel, and if you're half an hour late, it's gone!

Turned over and got out of bed directly, not to mention breakfast, even washing was exempted, Song Qian dragged his pair of Converse board shoes from four years ago and went out with bare feet.

As soon as I opened the door, I happened to run into the landlord with a shy beer belly.

"Song Qian, your rent is due!" the landlord stopped Song Qian.

"I'll pay my salary on the 15th!" Song Qian swooped past the landlord's side, and ran all the way downstairs.

"Then I'll give you another three days! If you don't pay it, I'll rent it to someone else!" The landlord's voice was very loud, and Song Qian ran from the fifth floor to the first floor, and he could still hear the sound of this "ultimatum" echoing in his ears.

Rent, rent, tired and tired every day, working during the day and coding words at night, the monthly salary is not hot, and most of it goes to the pocket of the charter man, in exchange for such a double bed, embarrassed to invite the girl into the nest.

God is really unfair! The same people, who do not smoke, gamble, or prostitute, work hard to make money, but don't even have money to buy skateboard shoes; those second-generation people are born with everything. Could it be that when he was reincarnated, he was cheap and chose the hell mode?

Riding on the tattered bicycle that he bought for 30 yuan from the Erdao dealer, Song Qian rode the broken bike with the chain jammed to the level of a racing car.

"Ding!" A coin was thrown from Song Qian's hand and landed accurately into a beggar's white porcelain begging bowl.

"Thank you boss!"

The beggar at the gate of the community has become accustomed to this man riding a broken bicycle and carrying a bird's nest on his head to give him a dollar a day.

From afar, Song Qian saw the towering building, the Shuguang Hotel, where he worked in the catering department. The place of work is quite tall, but the nature of the work is very simple, that is, ordinary serving dishes.

No way, in fact, the waiter has a higher income than the average white-collar worker, and there is a corkage fee or something. The family is poor, and for the sake of money, it doesn't matter if it sounds good or not.

"Song Qian, you're late. "The security guard at the gate was a little gloating.

Song Qian ignored it, threw the bicycle in the corner, and rushed to the attendance punch machine.

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six......"

"Di!" The punch card machine made a sound of successful authentication, and the time was displayed at exactly 10:29.

Although he arrived in the last few seconds, he was still late, 500 yuan, and it was gone!

Hey! Sometimes there must be in life, there is no time in life to force it, it is rare to have an alliance leader, the money here has not arrived, and the salary over there will be deducted first, is it really the life of a poor ghost?!

Fortunately, I didn't get fired for being late.

In fact, in order to add more, Song Qian didn't fall asleep until five o'clock in the morning, and he ran all the way just now, which can be regarded as consuming all the energy, and at this moment his nerves relaxed slightly, and his head began to be groggy.

Warm No. 5 box, under normal circumstances, Song Qian is in charge of here, the dishes have been served, so he leaned against the wall and took a nap.

"Waiter, open a bottle of Petite Lafite. ”

Rafi?!

Song Qian was excited, and five bewitching figures of Grandpa Mao immediately flashed in his head.

"Babble~Babble~Smack!" A bottle of this year's genuine Lafite was opened by Song Qian......

It wasn't until the checkout that Song Qian woke up from a dream, and the customer ordered Little Lafite, but he opened a bottle of genuine Lafite.

is the same Lafite, the difference between the main and secondary brands, the price is 10,000 yuan. Even if the guests drink the difference on the spot, they can't spit it out, and even if they do, they can't go back.

"Let's go. The manager of the catering department read the explanation delivered by the lobby manager with a serious face, and said coldly.

As the culprit of the incident of staggering the size of Lafite, Song Qian was dismissed on the spot.

"Then my salary ......"

"Salary?!" the manager of the catering department asked with a look of surprise, "You still raise my salary?!"

After speaking, he quickly took out a calculator from under the table, crackled and calculated, and said: "Your salary this month, plus overtime pay and corkage fee, is a total of 6777.3 yuan, deducting personal income tax, social security payable, hotel love fund, and actual salary of 6001.2 yuan." The actual price of this bottle of wine you opened today is 12,888 yuan, and the guest pays according to the price of 3,000 yuan, and the hotel loses 9,888 yuan, and the difference between this is ......"

The manager knocked down an equal sign, turned the calculator in one direction, and pushed it in front of Song Qian.

Yes, if you really want to calculate it, you have to compensate the hotel for nearly 4,000 yuan. The manager also forgot to deduct 500 yuan for being late today.

"Hurry up, let's go, don't affect the other guests!" The security captain had a rough voice, and even pulled Song Qian out, and pulled him hard, and also pulled the collar of his T-shirt.

Hey, don't you want to be so desperate, everyone used to be colleagues, can't you be gentle?

……

was kicked out of the hotel, worked for nothing for a month, and was completely unemployed. It's just that this unemployment came too suddenly, and now he only has a few coins left on him, and he can't even pay the deposit to find a new job.

The key is that the little sister in the family was admitted to a key university half a month ago, and the tuition and travel expenses have not yet been settled. As a "promising" eldest brother who works hard outside, Song Qian has already responded to this kind of thing.

Originally, even if it was tight, the plan was just right, but now......

After two years in the city, I worked day and night every day, and I didn't think I still had nothing. The afternoon sun was a little poisonous, but Song Qian was like falling into an ice abyss, shivering with cold.

"Looks like I'm going to have to sell my kidney. Song Qian smiled bitterly.

Just as he was about to step away, Song Qian suddenly felt that his thigh was pulled by something, and when he looked back, he saw that it was a beggar lying on a simple sliding car, and all the crotch and below were amputated.

"The boss is good, give me some money. The beggar struggled to raise his head and looked at Song Qian pitifully.

Song Qian looked at the beggar with a pleading look, and then glanced at the broken bowl he put next to him to beg, although there was not much money in it, but at least he saw a five-yuan and several one-yuan coins.

"I don't have change. Song Qian replied.

In fact, he didn't have no change, he only had a few dollars of change. Although I used to see a poor beggar and give a little or two, now this beggar is richer than himself.

"Boss, you can swipe WeChat, and Alipay can too. The beggar said, took out a Huawei phone from his pocket, and quickly clicked to the payment page.

These days, beggars have used WeChat to beg, and the mobile phones they use are more expensive than their own...... Song Qian even wanted to take a bowl and squat at the intersection to ask for money.

"I said that all the money on me and in the card doesn't add up to what you have in your bowl, do you believe it?"

When the beggar heard this, he was slightly stunned.

Taking advantage of the beggar's stunned hand, Song Qian sighed heavily and dragged his tired body towards the square in front of the building. There is the central square of Lingcheng, there are many people, and there are many small advertisements, try your luck, maybe you can really sell your kidneys. You can't sell kidneys, you can't sell blood.