I can get rich by brushing my emotions

Chapter 1 White Light Curtain
"...Brother, woo..."

As soon as the phone was connected, my sister cried and told about the family's debts.

Yuan Ze, who was dealing with Wu Zang Temple in a fast food restaurant, felt a little chilled after hearing this, and hurriedly got up and ran outside the store to find a place where there were few people. He covered his phone and talked to his sister in a low voice.

"Xiaoyan, please don't cry. Let me ask you, why did the family suddenly become in debt? Why didn't I know such a big thing!" Yuan Ze asked.

The younger sister sobbed and replied:

"Isn't it because my mother saw that Qian was blind and was fooled by a good sister of hers, so she ran to start a company with someone, but she was cheated.

In the end, the company failed to start and owed a lot of debt.

This happened last year. My mother has a thin skin. She is afraid that if you find out about her, she will refuse to let me tell you.

But not long ago, the creditor sued my mother, and the court’s judgment came down today. If we don’t pay the money within half a month, the other party can apply for enforcement and seize all personal property under my mother’s name, including the house where the family lives now. house……"

Yuan Ze was speechless after hearing this.

He said how the family was in debt for no reason, and there were no messy expenses. It turned out that it was the prodigal aunt who did it.

My aunt is a gentle, virtuous, beautiful, and kind woman, but after God gave her those beautiful qualities, she took some things back from other places, so that she seemed to be missing a string in her mind.Of course, she couldn't be fooled by the words of men outside, but it was easy to listen to the nonsense of other women.

Especially her plastic sisters, all of them took her for a fool, and it was not a common thing to borrow money.

Now when he asked his sister and learned that his aunt owed 65 yuan after being cheated by her sister this time, Yuan Ze's scalp tingled for a while.

But he still smiled and comforted his sister and said, "It's okay, it's okay, isn't it just owed more than 60 yuan, and it's not to the point where I can't afford it for the rest of my life, so don't despair, don't cry."

The younger sister snorted obediently: "Well, I don't cry, I just feel a little uncomfortable, my mother is really too stupid, many things that even I know are obviously scams, but she just can't see it... Brother, what do you think we should do now?"

Yuan Ze pondered for a while and said: "For the money matter, I will try my best to find a way here. If it doesn't work, let my aunt take the house as a mortgage or sell it first. You have to find a way to pass the current hurdle first. .

But you, you will be in the third year of high school soon, and you are at the most critical stage of your life, so don't worry too much about family affairs, as long as my aunt and I can handle this matter. "

Sister: "To be honest, after I told you about the matter, I felt much better. Before I told you, I was always afraid that my mother would mess around, and I didn't feel safe at all. If you were here, I wouldn't I'm worried."

Yuan Ze: "Well, I am responsible for this matter, you can relax."

Since his parents died early, Yuan Ze lived with his aunt and sister since he was a child, and he regarded them as a family from a long time ago.Now that Auntie is in trouble, he definitely can't sit idly by.

After talking to his sister a few more times and telling her to study hard, Yuan Ze hung up the phone and called his aunt.

"Aze..."

As soon as the call was made, my aunt's gentle voice came over, mixed with embarrassment and guilty conscience, I probably guessed why Yuan Ze called.

Yuan Ze didn't gossip with her, and straight to the point asked her about being cheated and owed money.

"This matter..."

My aunt faltered and faltered, and only told about the money she owed. As for the cheating, she still had hope and was still stubborn.

Knowing that she had such a temperament, Yuan Ze didn't argue with her, but focused on discussing with her about repaying the money, and asked her to contact him in time if necessary.

After finishing the call with his aunt, Yuan Ze put his mobile phone in his pocket and walked to the side of the street with a slightly gloomy expression.

At this moment, the weather is clear, the sun is shining brightly, and the breeze is gentle, but he seems to be separated from the world by a layer of membrane, so he doesn't feel much warmth and comfort.

Apart from the bad things from his family, he has been doing unsatisfactorily in Jiangcheng recently.I always feel that the ups and downs are everywhere, and life is difficult.

A week ago, I finally summoned up the courage to confess my love to Bai Yueguang Goddess, who I have been secretly in love with for more than two years, only to find that the other party is a money-worshiping girl who doesn't care about material things on the surface, but loves vanity on the inside.Anyway, although I didn't say clearly that you have no money and we are not suitable, the sense of security, self-motivation and stable life she wants are all inseparable from money.

While Yuan Ze was greatly disappointed, he also secretly hated that he didn't have a thick pocket, otherwise he would be able to grab the right one easily, and he would definitely not be rejected indifferently.

Working hard, holding a meager salary, typing on keyboards I don't like from [-] to [-], unremarkable, with a bleak future, and often have to endure difficulties from female leaders.

There are many friends in life, but few close ones. They are all superficial friends, and they even have the thought of 'seeing you living well makes me feel really uncomfortable' in their bones.

This is not only his experience, but also the true life portrayal of most ordinary people.

"Hey man, if you don't have money, you really don't feel happy at all, but if you have money, 99% of your troubles and worries can be solved!"

Shensi looked at the high-rise buildings in the distance, retracted his gaze, and then glanced to the side, Yuan Ze's eyes reflected the passing pedestrians and traffic.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he felt a sense of surprise.

"what is that?"

Not far away, a man in a black suit caught his attention.

The man had oily face and short hair, leather shoes touching the ground, gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a bulging briefcase in his hand. He looked like an urban white-collar worker and was standing on the side of the road waiting for the bus.

But above his head, there was a miraculous white light curtain floating, with several lines of text written on it.

From a certain distance, the characters were relatively small and looked a bit blurry, but it was only after Yuan Ze walked in that he could see them clearly.

【Name】: Gao Feng (Bronze)
[Current baby]: 1200 yuan!
[Current progress]: Positive emotions 0/10!

[Baby Description]: Gao Feng ate a fly at dinner just now, and he was in a bad mood. If you can make him happy, you will get a reward of 1200 yuan from the supreme rule quantification!

"Bronze? A reward of 1200 yuan? Positive emotions? Supreme rules..."

Yuan Ze stared at the light curtain above the man in the suit without blinking.

He found that there were so many pedestrians passing by, but no one noticed the light curtain except himself.

"No, it's not that no one noticed, but... no one can see this thing except me!"

Yuan Ze rubbed his hands, secretly excited.

Just as he was about to study the light curtain carefully, a Didi car stopped in front of the man in the suit, and the latter walked up to the car door in twos and got in.

As the Didi car went away, the white light curtain also gradually moved away, and finally disappeared.

Before Yuan Ze felt any regrets, he found the same white light curtain on the heads of two passers-by among dozens of passers-by nearby.

And one of them was still slowly walking towards Yuan Ze.

This is a beggar with dirty and torn clothes, his face is full of signs of age, his hair looks like it hasn't been washed for more than half a year, and he is short.

He held a wooden crutch in his left hand, and a half-foot-deep metal bowl in his right hand, which already contained some small coins put in by enthusiastic people.

Every time he saw an oncoming pedestrian, he would pass the bowl to the other person, making a weak face, and shouting professional words of begging.

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(End of this chapter)