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Jin Huan, the impoverished trainee God of Wealth, was sent to the human world to help the prince of heaven tide over his financial calamity.
He plays the role of a rich man who spends money like shooting cannons, wears a big gold chain around his neck, and talks about ancient love words. The prince who becomes a mortal is the cool young master of a bankrupt wealthy family, a flower of the high mountains who cannot tolerate blasphemy.
The mission is to throw money heavily in the face of the prince who has become a cold young master of a bankrupt wealthy family, to temper his mind and force him to 'submit'.
Work includes but is not limited to: one-night stand in hotel + forced love imprisonment + contract lover + countless boat scenes...
But the paradox of the problem is that he, a domineering rich man, has nothing but domineering power——
And, don't, have, money.
*
In order to ensure the intensity of spending money, he watered and planted vegetables at four o'clock in the morning. At five o'clock in the morning, he transported vegetables from heaven to the human world, selling vegetables that were "illuminating once eaten."
However, one day, Secretary Wen went shopping for groceries after get off work and saw the domineering president who threw a wad of money in his face during the day and yelled at him to buy groceries at night:
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere was stagnant.
President Jin Badao: ... I have experienced the poor life at the grassroots level, recalling the hardships and remembering the sweets.
Secretary Wen took out the black card: I want them all, including you.
*
It was not until later that Jin Huan, who had lost his memory, finally remembered -
Not only is he rich.
There was also a solemn confession that he had forgotten for ten years.
/When the richest man in heaven suddenly forgets the fact that he is rich/
/During the ten years of amnesia, he not only forgot that he was too rich, but also forgot a certain solemn confession/
——Interview with Little Theater——
"Hello, is it true that Director Jin wakes up from a 10,000-square-meter gold bed every day?"
Wen Lie glanced at Jin Huan, who was sleeping on the camp bed next to him, and said, "Fake."
"Then Director Jin must eat dozens of delicacies from the mountains and seas every day. Is it true?"
Wen Lie looked at a bag of cold steamed buns on the table and said, "Fake."
"I heard that Director Jin only loves gold and not beauties, is that..."
Wen Lie took out his marriage certificate and said firmly, "It's fake."
Purpose: No money
