My name is Qian Kong, a social creature who is so poor that he eats instant noodles every day and is used as a rag by his boss. Until that day, I kicked a broken fortune-telling machine at the door of the company and received the first mysterious transfer - the poorer I got in the future, the more people on my account would go to "Money Trouble Trading" to save money for me. Every time I spent money on rent, advances, or donations, there was a bigger amount of money that I could see but couldn't touch, rising quietly. The whole company laughed at me as the worst victim of poverty. No one knows - the money in my name can buy half of this city. But when I finally "finished my poverty", I opened the door and saw an old man who had been waiting for me for thirty years.
He asked me: Will you accept this game or not? ——Money never falls from the sky. Three generations of the Qian family spent their entire lives of poverty guarding it for you.
