The Poorest Tycoon in History

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[New novel, "I Transmigrated into a Villainous Cannon Fodder and Got a Happy Ending with the Male Lead," is now available. Feel free to visit my profile to check it out!]

"A cute little sugary treat. Logic not included. Just here to make you smile, so don't argue or overthink it~"

In his classmates' eyes, Zhai Cong was a total pauper. When he paid for meals, he pulled out bills one at a time. Even when paying class fees, he handed over a pile of one-yuan bills and coins. He was thoroughly broke. On top of that, he was a pauper with too much pride and a generous heart.

Financial aid? No, no. Give it to someone who needs it more.

Want to donate to me? No, no. How much do you need? I can donate it all.

Helpless, everyone could only ask student council president Mu Yiming to talk some sense into the poor little thing.

Mu Yiming held out the donations from his classmates. "You're already this poor. Stop making things harder for yourself."

Zhai Cong: "You might not believe me, but I really am rich. Like, tens of billions rich."

The top: ..."Are you sure you understand what 'rich' means?"

The bottom: "..." My heart hurts, but I can't say anything.

The bottom is a little God of Wealth, and he's genuinely rich. If everyone in the country gave him one yuan, he'd have plenty. It's just that the money really does come one yuan at a time...

Soft and sweet little God of Wealth bottom and shrewd, clever, scheming top.

This is really a story about a tadpole looking for its dad and falling in love along the way. The little God of Wealth is always working hard to find the big God of Wealth.

School life in the first half, showbiz in the second.

Upcoming novel: "Rescuing the Cannon Fodder Male Lead in a Dog-Blood Story"

Chu Ruiyang transmigrated into a dog-blood novel and became a minor cannon fodder with the same name. His life could be summed up in one word: miserable. Two words: very miserable. Three words: miserable beyond belief. Not only was he abandoned by his parents and left with a mysterious background, but his once arrogant personality also made him the target of endless bullying and humiliation. In the end, he had no choice but to depend on an old man, and died after contracting a host of illnesses.

After transmigrating into the book, he took it upon himself to save the ill-fated cannon fodder, vowing to change his own destiny. Just when he thought he would have to fight alone, he discovered that someone else seemed to have transmigrated just like him. But even if they both transmigrated into a book, shouldn't there be a limit to how different their lives could be?

Xiao Jue was burdened with a blood feud and the weight of his family. In his previous life, he dominated the business world and wielded great influence. Though his final years were bleak, he'd at least been a powerful man for most of his life. Who could have guessed that after being reborn, he'd become a sickly young master, panting after every three steps and gasping for breath after every five?

So many people and things were unchanged in this life. The only difference was that the young master who should have gone abroad and met a tragic end had come to his side. Even more astonishingly, it seemed his illness would only improve when he was with that person.

A cute and fierce, third-generation rich kid who plays dumb to catch the tiger, transmigrated-into-a-book bottom, and a sickly, lovesick top who pants after three steps, gasps after five, and could cough up blood at any moment.

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