My Brother’s Perfect Life

[Urban]+ [Reborn]+ [Slow-paced]+ [Slice of life]+ [Brotherhood]

“Today's life scenario is: you're the only son of the province's top gun-and-cannon dealer.”

The vlogger in the video sounded unbearably smug. I was perched on my electric scooter, munching on a bun, and nearly choked laughing.

The comments were even livelier.

“Hahaha, everyone's daydreaming again, huh?”

“What's wrong with daydreaming? Is it against the law?”

“Exactly. Who wouldn't want to live on Beijing's main street and be good at turning people into trees?”

“Some people really are something else.”

I shook my head and slipped my phone back into my pocket.

My name is Zhang Qian.

Not Qian as in money, but Qian as in Heaven and Earth.

Maybe my dad hoped I'd have the power to turn the world upside down. In ancient times, that would mean he was hoping I'd become emperor.

And he wasn't wrong. I'm wearing a yellow robe now, all right: my yellow food delivery uniform.