You Were Supposed to Inherit the Family Fortune, but You Took the Civil Service Exam?

Su Bai transmigrates into a dimwitted world where plots from short dramas have merged. From the start, his gold-digging ex-girlfriend pressures him to sell off his family assets and invest in some so-called “miracle doctor.”

“Su Bai, you’re nothing but a useless rich kid. How could you ever compare to Miracle Doctor Ye?”

“Oh? Practicing medicine illegally, making and selling fake drugs, and you still dare put on an act in front of me?”

In this absurd world, where miracle doctors beat people without anyone intervening, elite soldiers kill and get called cool, and domineering CEOs acquire companies with nothing but a few words, Su Bai gives up his right to inherit a trillion-yuan fortune and turns around to take the civil service exam for the Market Regulation Administration.

While everyone else is using their golden fingers to do whatever they want, Su Bai chooses to become the rules themselves.

Miracle Doctor: “You dare lay a hand on me? I’ll give the word, and every big name in Jiangcheng will come running!”

Su Bai flashes his credentials. Police lights flicker behind him. “Ever heard of the Drug Administration Law? Obstructing an official investigation will only make your sentence worse. Take him away!”

Elite Soldier: “I’m the Dragon King of the Western Front. You dare cross me?”

Su Bai slaps a seal on the door. “Sorry, but all your businesses are suspected of unfair competition. They’re under investigation and sealed as of today!”

Domineering CEO: “I’ll give you ten billion to leave my woman!”

Su Bai sneers. “You’re suspected of massive tax evasion and market manipulation. Your ten-billion-yuan fortune is about to be turned over to the state.”

Only after all the so-called Chosen Ones have been sent off to prison do they finally understand: in this country, the greatest golden finger has always been the two words written in red on official documents: ‘Legal.’