Everyone Laughed at Me for Picking up Rags, but I Opened the Small Vault with My Backhand

"What can I do wrong at such a young age? I have to collect rags and clean the houses of dead people. It's unlucky!" His ex-girlfriend dumped Gu Yan with disgust on his face, and his relatives even regarded him as a joke from the bottom of society. Gu Yan didn't care, and lived a life of being looked down upon by guarding the shabby recycling bin in the urban village. But they don't know that Gu Yan's profession is called "professional house cleaning." The rich are fighting for property, going bankrupt and liquidating, and the haunted house is extinct... As long as the owner pays a packing fee, everything in the house will be bought out, and life or death will be decided! It's like opening an extreme blind box. In the old house where the most unfilial son packed up and sold it for five thousand yuan, Gu Yan smashed three million gold bars from under the stove; In the basement of a bankrupt coal boss, Gu Yan found a priceless and unique copy; In the mansion where Hai Hou ran away, Gu Yan uncovered a scandalous diary that could shock the entire upper class circle! One day, when his ex-girlfriend took her second-generation rich love on her arm and watched Gu Yanhao, who was sitting in the VVVIP seat, spending thousands of dollars at a top auction, the whole audience was dumbfounded. Gu Yan drank the out-of-print Dahongpao, looked at the nine-digit balance in his bank card, and sneered: "What's wrong with collecting rags? I'm rich and free!"