Don't Panic, My Charges Are Cheap

Talk about being the wildest rich second generation, and be the most economical discount person I am the famous "human calculator" in the ghetto, and I can crack lottery loopholes by mental arithmetic. But he deliberately only bought the minimum bonus to hide his merit and fame. Until the son of the richest man mocked me on the live broadcast: "The IQ of a poor man is only worthy of picking up garbage." I took out a stack of scratch paper in front of everyone: "Do you need me to read out the password for your father's company's firewall?" The next day, rich people all over the city lined up to give me money: "Please continue to pretend to be poor and don't lift the table!"