I Wanted to Be a Tycoon, But You Made Me Drive for Bibi!

Just when my life was at its bleakest, I unexpectedly got an unbelievably awesome System. It gave me a spending allowance of two trillion, but I had to play a profession to claim it. With so much money at stake, all I wanted was to be a carefree tycoon. Who knew:

I drew master-level driving skills, but you made me drive for Didi;

I drew master-level cooking skills, but you made me run a night-market stall;

I drew master-level medical skills, but you made me work as an assistant dispensing medicine;

I drew a master-level singing voice and musical skills, but you made me become a wandering singer;

I drew master-level fishing skills, but you made me run a fishing pond;

I drew master-level fighting skills, but you made me work as a security guard;

I drew master-level architectural design skills, but you made me haul bricks;

I seriously suspect this isn't a Tycoon System at all. It's a damn prank System!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.