Even the Richest Man Gets Caught Up in the Rat Race

“How much do you make a month?”

Meng Hao, twenty-six, a corporate drone. He earns 12,000 yuan a month, has 1,200 yuan in savings, and his family is still 180,000 yuan in debt.

His landlord raises the rent, his blind date thinks he’s too poor, and even the class monitor at the reunion takes a shot at him.

He thought this was all life had in store for him.

Until a voice rang in his head: “Ding! Contempt received.”

From that moment on, the world changed.

His landlord looks down on him, and he gets paid.

His boss mocks him with empty promises, and he gets paid.

A rich heir humiliates him in public, and he gets paid.

The richest man in the country gives him a glance, and he gets ten million.

Meng Hao: “Keep going. Don’t stop.”

Everyone else: “???”

Once he had money, he discovered that rich people were even more competitive. Real estate developers fought over territory, investors fought over the next big thing, and the bigwigs competed so fiercely they barely slept.

Fine, then. Let’s compete together.

First, he acquires time-honored brands. Then he face-slaps the pre-prepared food industry. Next, he builds phones, cars, and chips, turning the industry bigwigs who once looked down on him into one defeated rival after another.

Someone asks, “Where does all your money come from?”

Meng Hao smiles faintly. “Bonuses.”