(The earlier plot wasn't satisfying enough, so I completely revised the first ten chapters.)
After getting fired, an overworked office drone unexpectedly transmigrates to the future and becomes a poor little thing who won a grand prize of eighty million, but is still pushed around and bullied at will?
No, no. A little liquor gives a coward courage, and money gives a poor person courage.
Touch my money, and you're touching my nerve.
Theme: Amid all the splendor, never forget your original aspirations
Theme: Amid all the splendor, never forget your original aspirations
