Urban Tycoon: the Boss Fell, the Inheritance Belongs to Me

[Pure Absurdity·The Brain Runs Away·Spiritual Pollution Warning] Warning: If you can't hold it for 10 minutes, just leave. Don't scold the author! I always feel that my bank card balance needs to be matched with Braised Laotan Pickled Cabbage Noodles to be delicious. After all, the size of my slippers directly determines how much windfall I can pick up today. Some people were born in Rome, and some were born as mules. I stepped on a pile of bank cards when I was born, and dropped three of them with every step I took. The money jumped into my account on its own, and I couldn't stop it. If I buy a watermelon in the morning, my balance will increase by 3 million. If I take a nap at noon, my account will increase by 8 billion. If I do nothing at night, my name will be ranked first on the list of the world's richest people. Don't ask about logic. If you ask, it means the author is making it up. The logic dies in the first sentence. Just watch it for fun. Don't be too serious. If you are too serious, you will lose. If you can survive 10 minutes, you win.