I Inherited 300 Billion from the Start, Yet I'm Still an Intern

Lin Zhou, an orphan from the start, was swallowing endless indignities as he fought for a chance to turn his senior-year internship into a full-time job.

Then one late night, a female butler arrived with two rows of bodyguards in black, filling the corridor of his shabby rental apartment. They all bowed to him at a perfect ninety degrees.

"Mr. Lin, you've inherited the assets of a distant great-uncle. This is the first installment of your allowance, totaling 300 billion. Please review it!"

Faced with an asset list thicker than the Cihai dictionary, Lin Zhou could only groan: Too long, didn't read. Manage it all for me! I just want to be an ordinary wage slave!

But no matter how much he wanted to keep a low profile, his wealth wouldn't let him.

He casually took the subway to his internship, only to discover that an entire landmark office tower valued at tens of billions had been bought outright the night before and was now his private property.

When a snobbish supervisor started making his life difficult, the chairman of a conglomerate worth tens of billions, usually far above everyone else, waited nervously outside, begging for a chance to see him.

He only wanted a plain white T-shirt that cost a few dozen yuan, but the butler brought him a million-yuan, handmade one!

Looking at his bank balance, which automatically ballooned every time he slept, Lin Zhou rubbed his temples in anguish.

"Why does this damned money keep multiplying the more I spend?!"