The God of Wealth Supports Me Who Is About to Die of Poverty

One night, a man who claimed to be the God of Wishes asked me to make a wish. I asked for 200 million, but the God of Wishing had no money and bargained down to 50 million on the spot. The rest of the money was asked to be paid by me as a cleaner for the God of Wealth for two days. I thought I was a sugar daddy, trying to make some money, but I didn't expect the God of Wealth to be stingier than me. He also ordered me to work; the first thing I did was to comb the hair of the God of Wealth who couldn't take care of himself, and the reward was 10 million. Okay, I deserve this cow and horse! Then again, I always feel that with two days' work and three hundred million, this deal may not be that simple.