Thirty days before he was reborn in the apocalypse, Lin Wan was bound to a system with only one mission: losing money! Lose money desperately!
Spend 100,000 and get 10,000 in rebate? Deficit!
Selling a family heirloom for a pile of scrap metal? Deficit!
Not only selling houses and cars, but also borrowing all online loans, just to buy a bunch of "junk" to fill up the warehouse?
Everyone said that Lin Wan was crazy, her parents broke off the relationship, and her scumbag fiancé was waiting to see her laugh.
Until 30 days later, extreme cold came and the world was frozen.
Currency was reduced to waste paper, and civilization collapsed overnight.
The people who once laughed at her froze and starved to death in the blizzard at minus 50 degrees Celsius, killing each other for a bite of expired biscuits.
Lin Wan was sitting in a safe house with a constant temperature of 26 degrees, wearing silk pajamas, making spicy hot pot, and casually throwing a piece of M9 grade Wagyu to the golden retriever at her feet.
The scumbag knelt down and begged for mercy: "Wanwan, for the sake of our past relationship, give me a bite to eat!"
Lin Wan sneered: "Want to eat? The bucket of swill outside the door is hot. Drink it slowly and don't burn it."
In this life, I will not be a Virgin, but only the only and eternal capitalist in this hell.
