Chen Mo, graduated in 1985, failed to start a business, delivered food, worked as an extra, and owed 4,600 in rent at the age of 30. One night in the middle of the night, an old man who claimed to be his grandfather came to his door. My dear, the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming. Grandpa told him: You are the third generation of immortals. Back then, you had to go down to earth to "experience the sufferings of the world" and you also made a rule "never use divine power."
I can't give money, I can only give advice. Grandpa's old friend Bai Lang, who was in charge of wealth in the world, pointed to his chest and said: Your greatest asset is here.
Thus, Chen Mo began his bizarre path of getting rich by shaking cups in a milk tea shop, filming commercials with dogs, and being on trending searches for his back pain. I was filmed by my ex-girlfriend learning to bark like a dog, I was confessed to by a female star in public, I was dragged by my landlord's mother to do gymnastics for the radio...
This is a story about someone who is so poor that he doubts his life, but laughs out loud.
Concept: Being poor is not scary. What is scary is being so poor that you have no spine.
