Reborn in 1991, the currency devalued ten thousand times, and I became the biggest joke in the city.
The moment my wife handed over the divorce agreement, behind me was our daughter who was so hungry that she was chewing on the wall.
[Thousand-fold material return system activated!
Send a box of damp matches and return a thousand windproof lighters.
Give away a rancid steamed bun and return 10,000 tons of imported flour.
While the whole world is struggling in the wasteland, my rice vat is full and the meat is rotting.
When a rich man kneels down for a piece of bread, I buy off all his pride with a piece of chocolate.
The materials of the entire era have become my bargaining chip to get my wife back.
I rebuilt a brightly lit department store for her on top of the ruins.
The giants of the business world in the past life are now prostrate for my charity of a pack of cigarettes.
I looked down at all living beings, but only whispered in her ear:
"Now, I will use the whole world as a betrothal gift. Is it enough to buy you back?"
