A Massive Profit of 480!

In the past, Li Zhiyan was fond of girls his own age. However, as he gradually faced the setbacks of society, he realized that mature women were the ones who could truly provide him with a sense of security.

Women like Xu Qianqian were useless, even if they were willing to be his girlfriend. She felt it was only natural that he should spend money on her. She would call him over just to pay the bill—a scenario that would seem outrageous even in a novel, yet it happened in reality. Thinking about it, Li Zhiyan found the situation absurd. It was all because there were too many "simp" men, leading women like Xu Qianqian to completely misjudge their own worth.

Mature, wealthy women, however, were different. Li Zhiyan was increasingly coming to understand the charm and allure of a mature woman. Tonight, he had to go and save Shen Hongmei.

After using his intuition to open the information interface again, Li Zhiyan looked at the intelligence before him. Once he had visited the restaurant, that piece of information had vanished, clearly consumed.

"I wonder if this information refreshes..." he thought. "If it doesn't, the gains from these few pieces of information are too meager. But that 12-hour countdown at the top clearly points to early tomorrow morning. It should refresh, right?"

He decided to first head to the lottery shop to see if he could actually win five hundred yuan from that scratch-off ticket. Even if there was no information tomorrow, he still needed to earn that massive sum of five hundred!

Jogging all the way to the lottery shop, Li Zhiyan felt himself trembling; this was the turning point of his life. As a third-generation poor kid from a rural household in a small county, who had taken the college entrance exam at seventeen and finished his junior year internship at twenty only to find that he couldn't land a job, he would truly be finished in this era of "graduation equals unemployment" without the blessing of this golden finger.

The lottery shop was a hybrid of a convenience store and a lottery outlet. In the sweltering heat, Li Zhiyan grabbed a bottle of sugar-free cola and approached the stack of twenty-yuan scratch-offs. Following the hints and diagrams provided by the intelligence, he picked up the five-hundred-yuan prize scratch-off, his palms sweating with nervousness. After paying, he slowly scratched it off.

Sure enough! Once revealed, the face value was five hundred yuan!

"Young man, you're really lucky—hit the jackpot on the first try. I'll scan your WeChat to pay you."

Li Zhiyan opened his WeChat payment code and watched as the five hundred yuan arrived. After leaving, he headed straight for a nearby internet cafe where he held a membership. Facial recognition, logging in—everything went smoothly. Sitting in a corner, sipping his iced cola, he checked his balance. With the thousand-plus yuan that Xu Qianqian—a woman not even as skilled as a masseuse—had transferred to him, plus the 480-yuan profit from the lottery shop, his savings had risen from just over two thousand to four thousand. Seeing that four-digit figure brought him a sense of peace.

Back at school, both food and housing were very cheap, but after graduating, he finally understood the cruelty of society. If the information could refresh tomorrow morning, then he would truly have reached the end of his hardships!

...

After saying goodbye to her friends, Xu Qianqian sat in the Audi A4 rented by Liu Jinxin, enjoying the air conditioning in the passenger seat.

"That pathetic loser! Does he really not understand that it's his honor to pay for me?"

Liu Jinxin chimed in, "Exactly. That pathetic loser. But don't let him get to you. We drive an Audi; he'll still be a broke nobody when he graduates. Next time we see him, we'll properly humiliate him!"

Xu Qianqian hummed in agreement. "By the way, Jinxin, I'm out of money. Could you transfer five thousand to me?"

"Sure, don't worry about it." Liu Jinxin secretly checked his remaining online loan limit and boasted confidently.

"You're the best, much more generous than that pathetic loser. I'll never give him a chance to pay for me again!"

...

In the evening, Li Zhiyan ordered takeout. Since leaving school, he had been eating out to save money, but today he considered it a bit of a luxury.

"Takeout in Shanghai is so expensive. Just ordering a little meat costs nearly fifty yuan. It’s really not a place where an ordinary person can survive..."

He spent the afternoon playing games while waiting for a company to reply to his applications, but they were all like stones sinking into the ocean. The few that did respond stated that there was no pay during the internship period—a fact that truly shattered Li Zhiyan’s worldview. When he called his parents, he even heard that some people were actually paying to work.

Feeling uneasy yet excited, Li Zhiyan left the internet cafe after ten o'clock, heading toward Qingfeng Park. Although Xu Qianqian was a bitch, he had a very good impression of her mother—a mature woman with a figure as voluptuous as Fan Bingbing. Standing 1.83 meters tall, she looked nearly 1.90 meters in heels, possessing the presence of an international supermodel. Xu Qianqian hadn't inherited her height.

Regardless, he had to go and see. At the very least, if he saved her, she would owe him a favor! Even if it only translated to three or five hundred yuan, it would be worth it.

Renting a shared bike, Li Zhiyan set off. When he arrived at Qingfeng Park, he followed the diagram from the intelligence to the bench. Sure enough, he saw Shen Hongmei sitting there. Standing 1.83 meters tall, her fair face was flushed with the rosy tint of drunkenness.

"Hey beautiful, let's find a place to have a drink," a middle-aged man in a suit strutted up, trying to test the clearly intoxicated Shen Hongmei. He wanted to see if there was a chance to take advantage of her; those long legs in silk stockings were worth more than his own life.

"Go home to your mother! Get lost!" Shen Hongmei's personality was as sharp as ever.

"Beautiful, you're too drunk. Come home with me, I've got a place for you to rest." The man saw her drunken state and knew his chance had arrived. If he could take her home, he’d definitely need a bottle of medicine tonight!

"Get lost! You bastard! If you don't leave, I'm calling the police!"

Seeing Li Zhiyan walking over, the man’s face turned grim, and he walked away. However, he didn't go far; he planned to come back and take advantage of the situation once Li Zhiyan left.

Li Zhiyan approached Shen Hongmei. Looking down, he saw her deep cleavage and incredibly fair skin. Shen Hongmei, unable to keep her eyes open, sensed someone approaching and continued to lash out at Li Zhiyan with her sharp tongue.

Li Zhiyan: "..."

"Aunt Shen, it's me, Li Zhiyan."

Hearing that it was her daughter's classmate, a sliver of clarity returned to Shen Hongmei's mind.

"Li Zhiyan... come, sit... keep Auntie company for a drink."