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Chapter 1 This Birthday Is Not Happy
"Zhao Quan, let's... divorce!"

In a two-bedroom apartment in an ordinary community in Huaxia Longcheng, Sun Xiaoyun coldly told Zhao Quan about this when Zhao Quan came home from work at night, and tomorrow is his 24th birthday.

Although Sun Xiaoyun often found fault and lost her temper for no reason during this period, Zhao Quan never expected that he would receive such a special 'birthday gift' on the night before his 24th birthday.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Zhao Quan tried to recover after a little bit of astonishment.

"Xiaoyun, it's my birthday tomorrow. I originally wanted to surprise you with a special gift on my birthday..."

"no need."

Before Zhao Quan could finish his words, Sun Xiaoyun waved tiredly.

"I can't see you working so hard. You work as a clerk in the company during the day, and you have to deliver food part-time at night. I really don't need the surprise gifts accumulated by your sweat. You have worked too hard and are too tired."

Zhao Quan seemed to see some kind of hope, he raised his head, his eyes filled with joy.

"Xiaoyun, I don't think it's hard work, it's worth it for you, no matter how tired I am..."

"But I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to, do you understand!!!"

Sun Xiaoyun finally couldn't bear it anymore, she stomped her feet and roared loudly, interrupting what Zhao Quan wanted to say again.

"I don't want to smell sour sweat from the gift every time I pick it up!"

"I don't want my colleagues in the company to deliberately tell me that the takeaway they ate last night was given by my husband!"

"I don't want to squeeze the bus after get off work every day to avoid the hands of those dirty men!"

"I don't want to go home to cook every day after get off work, I hate the smell of oily smoke!"

"I want a gorgeous nightlife and a romantic candlelight dinner, I want an enviable BBA, and I want to carry a bag that makes my colleagues envious, do you know all of these?!"

Zhao Quan didn't know, originally he thought that all these could be covered up by hard work and hard work, at least until the crucial 24-year-old.

Unexpectedly, Sun Xiaoyun would dislike the smell of sweat from his hard work and hard work, and it was still sour.

But thinking about his feelings for Sun Xiaoyun, Zhao Quan still said frankly: "I can give you all of these tomorrow."

Sun Xiaoyun sighed and shook her head, "I'm tired, I don't want to hear you talking in your sleep, so let's do it, divorce tomorrow."

Without giving Zhao Quan a chance to speak, Sun Xiaoyun walked into the bedroom, and then there was the sound of the door being locked.

Looking at the sweet wedding photos hanging on the wall, and looking at the closed bedroom door, Zhao Quan had a wry smile on his face.

Cherishing, tolerance, hard work, hard work, all of these are no match for the word 'money' after all.

After sitting hard for nearly half an hour, Zhao Quan was going to the guest room to lie down.

But at this moment, the bedroom door was opened, revealing Sun Xiaoyun's beautiful but disdainful face.

Zhao Quan was overjoyed, thinking that Sun Xiaoyun still valued this relationship after all.

But in the next moment, a small black square box tied with a pink bow was thrown at his feet.

This was a gift that Zhao Quan put in the bedroom to give to Sun Xiaoyun, but it was thrown out.

Bending down to pick up the box, Zhao Quan had a wry smile on his face for the last time.

He also tried to ask Sun Xiaoyun for the last time, "Don't you see what the gift I gave you?"

"No, I don't want to smell that sour sweat anymore."

The second after the voice came, the sound of the bedroom door being locked again followed immediately.

Stepping into the guest room, Zhao Quan sat on the bed with a small box in his hand.

He took out a pack of [-] packs of miscellaneous brand cigarettes from his pocket, took out the ones that were not so crooked and wrinkled, smoothed them out, and lit them.

It was very choking, he thought the smoke was quite pleasant before, but now it seems that it is not only choking his throat, but also choking his heart.

After taking a few deep breaths, with a cigarette in his mouth, he opened the small box that Sun Xiaoyun threw out like trash.

In the box covered with golden velvet cloth, there is a silver-white metal bank card and a mobile phone that has never appeared on the market.

This mobile phone looks very low, like a knockoff made from old parts in a small workshop, without even a logo.

But in fact, this is a customized mobile phone with dual systems. Usually, when the fingerprint lights up the screen, the Android system will be displayed. Only after the iris recognition verification is passed, it will display another system-Global Zhilian Zhao's customization.

This is a family-customized system. In addition to internal communication, notifications, and meetings of the Zhao family, it can also access the world's top underground trading market.The Merceride Currency Manor is the most basic application.

Put the customized mobile phone in front of you, and point the front camera at the iris of Zhao Quan's left eye.

After a beep, the global Zhilian Zhao's customization system was activated.

The first time the system was turned on, gorgeous fireworks bloomed on the screen, and then eight large characters flashed on the screen——

Congratulations to Zhao Quan, happy birthday.

Looking at the time, it's already three minutes past zero.

Zhao Quan sneered, and the cyan smoke came out with a low curse, "This birthday is so fucking happy."

After spitting out the cigarette butt, stamping it out with the sole of his shoe, he opened the inbox with his fingers.

All kinds of congratulatory messages filled the inbox, but [-]% of the senders Zhao Quan did not know.

There are people with other surnames in the family, some relatives in the family, and more are the offspring of the Zhao family.

As for the content, Zhao Quan didn't even need to click to read it, he could guess that there must be some flattering congratulations.

The only message he opened was from the Meseride Currency Manor——

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhao Quan, you have reached the age of majority, the Messe exclusive account is automatically activated, and the current balance is $10,000,000."

1000 million US dollars, equivalent to [-] million yuan, is a small gift from the Zhao family to their children and grandchildren.

The Zhao family stipulates that the age of 24 is considered an adult, and before that, they will not receive any benefits from family funds.

Especially those who go out of the family to sharpen outside, will not even get half a dime of support.

But after becoming an adult, in addition to the small gift of 1000 million US dollars, there will be dividends from the family's global business every month.

That money is the real welfare, especially for immediate descendants, the amount of welfare is even more astonishing!
But now Zhao Quan doesn't care much about these things anymore, 1000 million dollars is enough for him to turn his current life upside down.

Putting away the phone, Zhao Quan took out the silver-white Mese card made of pure palladium.

The Mese card is very heavy. He once weighed it when he was a child, and it was exactly 60 grams, which is about twice that of an ordinary bank card.

According to the price of real palladium, this card alone is worth more than 2 yuan, not counting the name inlaid with fine diamonds.

You know, many oil tycoons don't know the existence of this card.It's not that the Mese card cannot be recognized by them, but that they are not qualified to obtain it at all, and they are not even worthy of knowing the existence of this card!
Playing with the palladium Mese card in his hand, Zhao Quan looked at Sun Xiaoyun's bedroom next door and murmured.

"I compose a song about wealth and glory for you, but you sing the line "Going to the end of the world, it's great."

While muttering, the phone rang, it was a call from my younger sister Zhao Xi.

"Brother, happy birthday! Go to celebrate your birthday at dawn, and meet my sister-in-law by the way, I even brought her a present!"

"Xixi, there's no need, I'm going to divorce her tomorrow... why? Hehe, she hates me for having no money." Zhao Quan sighed.

"What, she dares to dislike my brother for having no money? I'll use the money to bury her alive tomorrow!"

Zhao Quan's self-deprecating laughter was exchanged for Zhao Xi's furious rage.

(End of this chapter)