Just after the Lunar New Year, Chen Mian fell victim to a “high-end marriage scam.” The “goddess” he had met through matchmaking ran off with the 500,000 yuan in bride price he’d borrowed from his entire family, along with ten pieces of gold jewelry, and vanished without a trace.
He reported the case, but the police could only tell him to wait for news. When he got back to work, he received a layoff notice, and his sworn rival pointed at him and sneered, “A penniless loser with no wife? Get out of here!”
Desperate, Chen Mian holed up in his rental apartment, drinking his sorrows away, and fell asleep.
When he woke, he found himself in a city that looked familiar, yet somehow wasn’t. Thirsty, he bought a bottle of water and scanned the payment code, but the shopkeeper flew into a rage. “What are you doing? Trying to get it for free? You buy something and don’t pay? Who do you think you are?”
“Ding! WeChat received: 20 yuan.”
Only then did Chen Mian realize that this world ran on the opposite logic: whenever a customer took home a product, the merchant had to pay them its equivalent value in cash!
Here, rich people drove luxury cars and lived in mansions but didn’t have a cent in their pockets. Poor people were loaded with cash but didn’t dare buy anything.
Chen Mian got it.
To “survive,” he tearfully accepted a Ferrari and several million in payment for the car in his dream.
When he woke and saw the terrifying balance in his real-world bank account, Chen Mian smiled.
“They caught the woman who scammed me? Tell her she doesn’t have to pay me back. I just bought an island in my dream, and the money I gave them was enough to buy the whole prison.”
