I Demanded Three Million from the Start, but I'm No Scam Artist

My bicycle was run over, so I demanded 3 million in compensation.

Evil neighbor: "Are you crazy? 3 million for a bicycle? I'm not paying."

You won't pay? Fine, see you in court. The court ruled in my favor, and the judgment was enforced.

My fountain pen was smashed, so I demanded 700,000. My glasses were smashed, so I demanded 5 million...

"I'm really not trying to scam anyone. My stuff is worth that much. If you won't pay, see you in court."

To defend my rights, I had no choice but to set up a law firm specifically to seek compensation for myself.

A brat destroyed a collectible figure. His parent said, "They're just a few toys. How much could they possibly be worth?"

"Heh. Ever heard the saying, 'A nerd's wall is worth a whole house in Beijing'?"

When word got around, netizens begged me, "You're already so rich. Have some pity on him and just drop the claim."

"I don't care if these things get damaged, but why should I drop the claim?"

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