You Went Back to the Village for the New Year, and Became the World's Richest Man

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Chao stood at the village entrance with a tattered canvas bag in hand.

Aunt Cui: Well, if it isn't the great scholar! Doing worse than my son's construction work clothes, are you?

Wang Wei: Lend me a thousand yuan, buddy. Don't pretend you can't hear me!

[Ding! Host has suffered extreme humiliation. Humiliation level: 100%!]

[The God-Tier Face-Slapping System has activated. Newbie gift pack received!]

[Reward 1: 100,000,000,000.00 yuan in cash, deposited into your bank account]

[Reward 2: The only custom Koenigsegg One:1 in the world, being delivered by helicopter]

[Reward 3: Grandmaster-level driving skills and a beginner's domineering aura!]

Yang Chao: I've got more money than I know what to do with. Just don't think you can handle it. (cold laugh)

A heavy helicopter roared down, air-dropping a billion-yuan supercar right at the village entrance!

At that moment, the entire village's worldview collapsed...