Urban: A Billionaire's Son Transmigrates, and His Dad Is Losing It

"Old Dou, let's set ourselves a little goal: make a hundred million first."

"You little brat, here's two thousand. Don't bother me. My workers can barely afford food, and I've got enough on my mind already."

"No way. What can two thousand do? Listen to me: buy that plot of land in the western district that's marked for redevelopment. We'll demolish it and build it ourselves. Work for two years, make a hundred million, then retire. Here, this thing is called a lottery ticket. It just came out last year. Yesterday I only had four yuan on me, so I bought one ticket and doubled my bet. I won. Even after taxes, I got eight million. You can look it up on the computer."

I've worked my tail off for over ten years, getting up early and staying up late, just to make two million. You turn four yuan into eight million in a snap. How am I supposed to save face now?

Li Linjian stared at the winning results on the computer, utterly crushed by his son.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.