My Identity as a Street Vendor Was Exposed by My Sister

Reborn in the Xia Kingdom twenty years ago. When I have nothing to do, I write books, compose music, and speculate in stocks. When he was eighteen years old, Lu Yuan looked at the stagnant economic market and took action. Until one day, when my sister entered his small warehouse, she was confused. "Brother, why are there so many small stalls in your warehouse?" "Brother, why are there so many street stall business licenses inside?" There are stalls in the most luxurious areas of the Magic City, stalls in front of the Yanjing Courtyard... Until the official rise of the street stall economy, a remote stall and small stall truck were sold for a high price of one million. Lu Xiyue was confused. "My brother has hundreds of stalls like this in his warehouse, and there must be tens of thousands of stalls." "Ah? My brother has become a rich man." Lu Yuan: "Sister, you think I'm on the second floor, but actually I'm on the fifth floor. I'm not a rich man, but actually I'm the richest man." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.