Wealth and beauty beyond measure

  Zhang Yang bought a hat and put it on, adding sunglasses and a mask. Even his parents couldn't recognize him when they walked right past him.

  When Zhang Yang walked in fully armed, the people at the lottery center thought someone had won a huge jackpot. But when they heard it was only 400,000 yuan, they looked at Zhang Yang with a mixture of laughter and tears, thinking he was being overly cautious.

  Zhang Yang didn't care what they thought and anxiously asked: "When can I withdraw the money?"

  The staff said: "I'll go call the notary and bank people over right away!"

  Zhang Yang nodded anxiously and urged: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

  When Zhang Yang came out of the lottery center, it was already noon!

  Zhang Yang hastily walked into the roadside public toilet, saw no one, untied his belt, pulled down his pants, and exposed the triangular underwear inside. His underwear was different from others, Wang Shuang had sewn a pocket on his underwear, and the two thousand yuan he had brought out at first were also stuffed in here. Zhang Yang took out the bank card from the upper pocket of his shirt and put it into the pocket of his underwear, only then did he feel at ease, letting out a sigh of relief, he was almost suffocated by anxiety!

  Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile when he came out of the bathroom!

  But thinking of the 80,000 yuan in taxes, Zhang Yang was heartbroken. 80,000 yuan, oh 80,000 yuan, in the past, he would have risked his life for that amount of money, but today, he had to pay it all in taxes.

  Looking at the nearby China Welfare Lottery Center, Zhang Yang cursed loudly: "Robbers!"

  If yesterday was a small harvest, today is poverty alleviation and wealth creation.

  Suddenly having money, Zhang Yang was at a loss, not knowing what to do. Thinking of the 80,000 yuan in taxes, Zhang Yang's stubborn temper flared up.

  "Damn it, 800,000! If I don't earn back this 800,000, how can I sleep at night!"

  Zhang Yang rushed into a lottery station again, starting a fierce battle, hoping for the best, but reality was cruel. He went to two lottery stations in a row until his special time expired, and he only gained 5,000 yuan.

  With the big prize earlier, Zhang Yang's appetite became much greedier.

  As he walked out of the lottery station, Zhang Yang stomped his foot and cursed: "Damn it, can't you hold on for a bit? I haven't even made back my 80,000 yet!"

  He scolded fiercely for a few sentences, vented for a while, and Zhang Yang finally gave up in despair! That cool air also didn't know where it came from, just fifteen minutes, not one minute more could be endured!

  Rubbed his belly, looked at the sun, Zhang Yang was busy for a whole morning, and his stomach was a little hungry.

  He looked around and found a Sichuan restaurant not far away, with a huge signboard, a clean storefront, and two greeters standing at the door. He patted the 5,000 cash in his pocket and touched the bank card in his underwear, then walked in with a straight back.

  When it was time to pay the bill, Zhang Yang's stinginess came back as he watched the waiter take away his 100 yuan. He felt heartbroken, thinking that 100 yuan could have bought him many bowls of knife-cut noodles, but now a single meal had cost him so much, it was too extravagant.

  That's a hundred bucks! I just ordered two dishes and drank a bottle of beer, and now the hundred dollars is gone!

  It's too damn dark.

  Walking out of the restaurant, Zhang Yang was still muttering under his breath, one hundred, one hundred!

  Hearing a girl chattering away on her phone by the roadside, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that he needed to buy a cell phone.

  After walking two streets, Zhang Yang found a mobile phone store.

  The counter was filled with a dazzling array of colorful mobile phones, the styles were so numerous that they almost dazzled Zhang Yang's eyes. Having never bought a mobile phone before, Zhang Yang looked for half a day and still didn't know which one to buy.

  Seeing the salesperson always with a smile, Zhang Yang asked: "Can the service staff introduce it to me?"

  The salesperson smiled and said: "Sir, what price range are you looking for?"

  In real life, salespeople who look down on customers are rare, after all their salary is basic wage plus commission. For them, as long as the customer is willing to buy things, they are good customers. As for the scene described where no one pays attention, unless they have been kicked in the head by a donkey or are too busy, who would dare to be difficult with money?

  "Anyone who can make phone calls is fine!" Zhang Yang said.

  The salesperson almost laughed, not because he was mocking Zhang Yang, but because now mobile phones are no longer just communication tools. Making phone calls, using QQ, listening to music, watching TV, sending Weibo, the functions can be said to be more and more complete, the function of mobile phones is transitioning towards computers!

  It's really rare to see someone as genuine and down-to-earth as Zhang Yang, especially a young person with such an innocent face. Not saying a word when buying apples is already being a sensible kid!

  The salesperson briefly explained the current functions of mobile phones and asked: "What price range are you looking for?"

  Zhang Yang said: "The cheaper the better, I won't use those purposes you just mentioned!"

  The salesperson smiled and said, "If you're going to use it yourself, I recommend this one! It's a smartphone, a new brand called Little Chili Pepper. Although the volume isn't very loud, it has all the necessary functions. Plus, the screen is big, power consumption is low, signal is good, and it looks pretty nice too!"

  He then took out a smartphone.

  The salesperson had a high commission on this newly launched mobile phone, so Zhang Yang pretended to be unwilling to spend a lot of money and she didn't recommend those branded phones.

  Zhang Yang took over the phone handed over by the salesperson and fell in love with it at first sight. It looks so good, the screen is so big, and you can listen to songs and watch videos, it's just perfect.

  "How much money?" Zhang Yang asked anxiously.

  "Seven hundred yuan, unified retail price nationwide! A machine with a very high cost performance!" said the salesperson.

  "Is it really that cheap?"

  The salesperson said: "Now the functions of mobile phones are actually not much different, the main thing is the brand. Samsung machines with similar functions cost 4-5 thousand yuan, and Apple is even more expensive, costing 7-8 thousand. In fact, there isn't a big difference in functionality!"

  "That's it!" Zhang Yang hastily interrupted.

  Then he took out 700 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the salesperson.

  The salesgirl stared at the wad of cash in Zhang Yang's pocket, stunned for a moment. She had originally thought that Zhang Yang was dressed normally and was eager to buy cheap goods, so she introduced this model to him. If she had known that Zhang Yang would take out so much cash, she would have tried to sell him the Samsung machine even if it meant showing off her charm!

  Stomped her foot and silently cursed: pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, how have young people become so bad nowadays.

  Zhang Yang excitedly walked out with his new phone, as for the salesperson's later somewhat unpleasant attitude, he didn't put it in his heart at all. Whether you are happy or not is none of my business, I'm just happy and that's enough.

  "Mom, I bought a new cell phone!" Zhang Yang couldn't wait to call home after getting a new SIM card at the mobile service hall.

  "Alright, it's about time you bought one, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to contact you! Son, aren't you going to work?" Wang Shuang asked.

  "I'm taking a day off today! Mom, is Dad at home?" Zhang Yang asked.

  Wang Shuang said: "No, your dad went to the construction site, someone introduced him to a job!"

  Hearing that his father had gone to the construction site again, Zhang Yang said with some concern: "Mom, Dad is already so old, he shouldn't go out anymore. I'll earn money, and in the future, you can just stay at home and enjoy life."

  "Wang Shuang said: 'Don't worry, son! Your dad said he'll work for two more years to save some money for your marriage, and then he'll quit!'"

  "Mom, go get my dad back, don't let him do it! I have money! Mom, tell me the bank account number at home, and I'll transfer money to you!" Zhang Yang said.

  Wang Shuang said: "What's the point of sending money? You're alone outside, just keep it for yourself!"

  Under Zhang Yang's repeated urging, Wang Shuang told Zhang Yang the bank account number.

  Zhang Yang immediately hung up the phone and found a bank, taking out a very hidden bank card.

  "How much?" asked the cashier.

  "Three million!" Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and said.

  The cashier handed over the bank card and said: "To withdraw a large amount of cash, you need to make an appointment in advance!"

  Zhang Yang was taken aback and said: "I want to remit money!"

  The cashier threw out a deposit slip and said, "Fill it in yourself!"

  After Zhang Yang finished filling it out, when the cashier asked him for the handling fee, he almost jumped up and cursed, damn it, isn't this too ridiculous? You guys are making a profit from our remittances, is there any king's law or not.

  Banks are all your family's, just transfer from this account to another account, and they will charge so much handling fee.

  The severity of bank robbery does not belong to the tax authorities!

  That's too much!

  Zhang Yang stormed out of the bank, still fuming with rage. The taxes and service fees had left him reeling. As a newcomer to society, he found it hard to accept that when poor people finally won the lottery, they had to pay 20% in taxes, and even when sending money home, they were charged a handling fee.

  "Damn it, in two years' time, we'll even have to pay a management fee for saving money!" Zhang Yang cursed angrily.

  Several people walking out of the bank entrance burst into laughter after hearing Zhang Yang's words.

  A tall and chubby young man said: "Brother, you're so talented!"

  "It's not that I'm being arrogant, it's just that they're too much! They actually charged me a handling fee of 50 yuan for remitting money back home! It's like taking from one hand and putting into the other, isn't this robbery?"

  Several people burst out laughing, and a stout young man said: "That's enough, the Agricultural Bank still has a cap. Some banks don't even have a cap, and you'll be charged 100 yuan for remitting 18,000 yuan. Be content, brothers!"

  Zhang Yang almost jumped up after hearing that, if it's calculated like that, then his 300,000 would be worth 1.5 million. If it really is like that, Zhang Yang would rather take out the money and buy a ticket to ride back with cash.

  "Are you students of Jinan University?" Zhang Yang only then noticed that it was the gate of Jinan University across from him!

  A young fat man said: "Well, we're here to collect the money! Hehe, our living expenses are due this month, and you can't compare with us!"

  After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Yang with some admiration, what he said was indeed sincere, and Zhang Yang could hear it.

  They thought those college students were also arrogant, normally if they met someone who complained about 50 yuan, they would definitely show their middle finger in disdain. When they heard that Zhang Yang was remitting money back home, they looked at him with some admiration.

  No matter what, it seems like people of similar age, I still have to ask my family for money, while others have already started sending money back home, the difference is huge!

  "University, I'm so envious!" Zhang Yang looked at the gate of Tsinghua University and sighed. With Zhang Yang's high school grades, he could have been admitted to Tsinghua University.

  Envy returned to envy, but he didn't regret it. If he hadn't come out to work, how would he have experienced this series of events and obtained the ability of clairvoyance?

  Although this ability is a bit unethical and unreliable, it's precisely because of this ability that he was able to earn so much money in such a short time! He can now confidently ask his mother to bring his father back home to enjoy the good life.

  When Zhang Yang came to his senses, several young people had already walked far away. Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and turned around to walk in another direction. At this time, a red Audi stopped at the entrance of Jin University. A girl with a small bag and long hair got out of the car.

  A fleeting face made Zhang Yang stop in his tracks.

  Isn't it strange how this girl seems somewhat familiar? Have I seen her somewhere before?

  After thinking for a while, Zhang Yang couldn't remember, forget it, maybe he was just overthinking, this woman is beautiful but not his type! Sitting in such a nice car, that's something a common person like him can't afford.

  Zhang Yang shook his head and walked to the bus stop to take a bus back to his own shantytown.

  But vaguely there was a feeling that reminded Zhang Yang, he and the girl from just now would meet again, and might even get entangled together!

  A fleeting premonition soon disappeared.

  Zhang Yang thought it was his own illusion.

  After getting off the bus, Zhang Yang went to a nearby supermarket and bought a box of instant noodles, carrying them back to his own little nest.

  The landlady was sunbathing in the yard and saw Zhang Yang carrying instant noodles, and exclaimed: "Zhang Yang, have you become rich? Are you eating Master Kang's now?"

  Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Well, I got a raise!"

  The old lady blinked her eyes, waited until Zhang Yang was far away, and muttered: "He got a raise, shouldn't I also raise the rent! Three hundred yuan for one room is too little!"

  The old lady made up her mind secretly and decided to talk to Zhang Yang about raising the rent early tomorrow morning.

  As soon as Zhang Yang entered the house, his mobile phone rang. He hastily picked it up. Except for his parents, he hadn't notified anyone else, so it must be them calling.

  "Mom, did you receive the money?" Zhang Yang asked impatiently.

  "Wow, what's going on? Where did you get so much money from? Did you win a fight?" Zhang Li asked.

  His wife came to the construction site with a tense look on her face, scaring him. He thought something had happened to his son. When they got home, his wife handed him the passbook with trembling hands, and he was stunned.

  He couldn't help but call over to ask, actually he wasn't worried that Zhang Yang wouldn't be able to make a living outside, but rather was afraid his son wouldn't follow the right path.

  This son, Zhang Li is clearer than anyone else, although he studies well, but he's not an honest kid!

  Zhang Yang was frail and weak when he was young, having suffered from frostbite. It wasn't until he started elementary school that his body began to recover after being taken under the wing of an old Chinese doctor as a mentor. By the time he reached middle school, Zhang Yang had grown tall and strong, but secretly ran away to the city to participate in an underground boxing match, earning 1,000 yuan before returning home, only then did Zhang Li realize that Zhang Yang hadn't learned much about medicine, but instead had developed impressive martial arts skills.

  From then on, Zhang Li strictly ordered Zhang Yang that unless it was a matter of life and death, he was not allowed to use his martial arts skills to hit people, only then would the matter be considered settled!

  Seeing that his son had sent so much money and hadn't contacted him for half a month, Zhang suddenly thought that his son might have gone to participate in underground boxing, which was the reason for his anxiety.

  Zhang Li was young and had seen the world, he knew that those who engaged in underground boxing would not come to a good end, so he strictly ordered Zhang Yang not to show off his skills!

  "Dad, you're overthinking it, don't I know what's heavy and what's light?" Zhang Yang said with a bitter smile.

  "Then where did you get so much money from? Don't tell me it's earned, no boss would give you a salary that high! Unless you've done something illegal!" Zhang Lidao said.

  "Dad, this is what I won from buying lottery tickets!"

  "Buy lottery tickets?" Zhang Li asked disbelievingly.

  "It's really like buying a lottery ticket. I bought a 30-yuan scratch-off ticket and somehow won the first prize. Four hundred thousand, four hundred thousand!" Zhang Yang exclaimed excitedly. Even after more than half a day had passed, Zhang Yang still looked excited when mentioning the four hundred thousand.

  "What you're saying is true!" Zhang Li asked, somewhat incredulous.

  "Really, I didn't cheat you. I still have the winning receipt here, if you don't believe me, I'll mail it back to you! Unfortunately, they deducted 800,000 yuan in taxes and only left 3.2 million! I kept 200,000 and sent all the rest back to you! Dad, with so much money, you and mom won't have to work so hard anymore!"

  At this point, Zhang Yang's tears almost fell down.

  Thinking of all those bitter days over the years, he can finally help his parents now, and suddenly feels so happy!

  Hanging up the phone, Zhang Li still hadn't come back to himself. Wang Shuang asked: "Did you ask clearly? Where did this money come from? Da Yang mustn't do anything illegal! I only have one son!"

  "Rubbish! This is a big win from buying lottery tickets!"

  Wang Shuang was stunned, is there such a good thing?

  "What's going on?" Wang Shuang asked anxiously.

  Zhang Li smiled and repeated Zhang Yang's words, and when he finished speaking, the old couple suddenly burst into tears together. After all these years, their lives had no hope, if they didn't have this son, the two of them wouldn't know how to get by.

  Good heavens! The only thought in both of their minds was this.