After work.
The sun sank below the horizon.
The streets were empty and silent. A man and a fox ambled along the road.
Qin Yang pulled out his phone and stared at his account balance, silently counting the zeros.
One zero, two zeros, three...
'Damn, it feels good to be rich!'
Qin Yang put his phone away, a sense of immense satisfaction filling his heart. He'd become a millionaire overnight and felt like he was floating as he walked.
There was a huge sum of money in his account now... Qin Yang conservatively estimated...
This money definitely wasn't just from Xia He. It included public funds from the Star Martial Police Bureau!
And now it had all fallen into his pocket!
What can cure one's worries?
Only sudden wealth!
"Awesome, I'm loaded now!"
Just as Qin Yang was wondering where to go spend money like water, he suddenly felt a tug on his pant leg...
"Hey, hey, Master, where are you going!?"
