When the auctioneer shouted "Thirty million for the third time," my nails dug into my palms.
The system alarm blared in my mind: "Warning! The host's intention to save money has been detected!"
I tremblingly raised the No. 68 Card, and Gu Huaixu broke his wine glass and left the table in an uproar.
As a book wearer, I was bound to the "distribution system" - I had to spend one billion for this bankrupt enemy.
Five years later he was on the cover of a financial magazine and it suddenly went out of my system.
I decisively ran away with the cute genius kid, but he blocked me at the airport.
"Su Wan, why are you running?" There was rage in his eyes that I couldn't understand.
I confidently said: "The system is gone, of course I have to run away!"
He sneered and threw out a thick stack of bills: "Every penny you have spent over the years is an asset I have transferred to you."
"Including your son hacking into the server of my company's firewall, it was also a backdoor I deliberately left behind."
"Your son bragged in kindergarten, saying that his father was the richest man and I was his mother."
