On the day he was laid off, Lin Zhuo awakened to a system in the elevator of the office building.
At eight o'clock every morning, 100 million arrives on time. At twelve o'clock in the morning every day, the unspent portion, together with interest, becomes his liability - as much as he cannot spend, he owes as much.
You are not allowed to buy houses or hoard land, you are not allowed to deposit in banks, you are not allowed to buy gold bars, and you are not allowed to give cash to others. The system only recognizes one thing: money must be truly spent.
On the first day he had 97 million left. After midnight, the credit report turned into a dazzling red.
The next day he learned a lesson and booked the entire breakfast street for three months, giving free meals to all the sanitation workers in the city. On the third day, he rented the most expensive office building and gave it to start-up companies that could not afford the rent for free. But just when he thought he had figured out the trick, a voice claiming to be an "auditor" spoke: "The prepaid meal fee does not constitute a true delivery, so it is rejected for 60 million. The countdown will not be reset."
On the seventh day, the whole city was guessing: Who was the young man who was throwing money away like crazy? On the 30th day, the commerce department came to our door: "Sir, your consumption alone has increased the city's quarterly GDP by 0.4 Percentage points."
On the system panel, there was an extra line of words that he couldn't understand - Sample No. 7.
Lin Zhuo looked at the beating countdown and smiled bitterly:
"I'm not a freeloader. I'm racing against something that wants to bankrupt me."
——But he didn't know yet that at the other end of the track, someone was holding a stopwatch to record the heartbeat of the entire city.
