An intern, Xiao Lin, used a balance-transfer ability on me. No matter how much money was in my account, my balance would always become 50 yuan.
In my previous life, all I ever dreamed of was buying a home near the office.
I finally saved 500,000 yuan for the down payment.
But when I swiped my card, the real estate agent told me I didn't have enough money.
I checked my transaction history, confronted the bank, and went to the police, but everyone treated me like I was crazy.
Every transaction on my bank statement was clearly recorded.
But I hadn't made any of those purchases. I was the one who'd been scrimping and saving!
I called my parents, who lived far away, in tears. All I got in return was a scolding.
"Nuannuan, are you making excuses for being broke every month?"
"What an absurd story! If you want money from your parents, just say so. There's no need to lie."
I told my coworkers, but after looking at my bank statement, a few ill-intentioned male colleagues mocked me.
"Nuannuan often spends thousands at some bar late at night. That price sounds about right for an all-night date with a male escort!"
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't clear up the misunderstandings.
I posted about it anonymously online, and commenters accused me of making things up for attention and trying to sell them something.
Only one comment suggested that I keep an eye out and see whether anyone around me was making purchases that matched the transactions on my statement...
