At thirty, I started my comeback from the intelligence system.

Chen Geng suddenly opened his eyes, his previously empty gaze instantly filled with shock, confusion, and disbelief.

system?

Intelligence system?

Did he hit his head, or was he still under the influence of alcohol and hallucinating?

He couldn't help but pinch himself, and the sharp pain told him that none of this was an illusion.

The pale blue virtual panel still hovered in front of me, and the cold, mechanical voice seemed to still echo in my mind; all the information felt incredibly real.

"Auntie, I am your bedside nurse. This is a diuretic to help with urination. Take two pills at a time, three times a day. If you feel uncomfortable, just press the call button."

At this moment, a young female nurse wearing a pink nurse's uniform and a nurse's cap is standing by the bed, patiently explaining the use of medication and nursing precautions to the patient and his/her family.

The nurse was slender and wore a disposable medical mask, revealing only a pair of clear, gentle eyes. Her voice was soft, and her name tag on her chest read: Lin Xiaoxiao.

"The name matches the one displayed in the intelligence system perfectly. Could it be that there really is going to be a medical dispute later?"

Chen Geng was stunned for a moment.

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was explaining the medication to Chen Geng, noticed that he had woken up and immediately reminded him, "Chen Geng, is that right? You had alcohol poisoning and almost drowned! There were no beds available in the gastroenterology department, so they arranged for you to be transferred to the urology department."

Seeing that Chen Geng didn't respond, Lin Xiaoxiao reminded him again, "Can you hear me, Chen Geng?"

"Oh, oh, I can hear you."

Chen Geng nodded quickly.

He, a nearly thirty-year-old office worker, was well aware of the basic hospital practice of allocating beds to one person and adjusting them according to demand.

"Okay, then you can rest for a while. If you still feel unwell, just ring the bell." Lin Xiaoxiao was about to leave the ward when Chen Geng called out to her, "Hey nurse, my friend..."

"Your friend came in with you. He's in the psychiatry ward, but there are no beds available here."

Lin Xiaoxiao answered quickly.

She actually had a strong aversion to these drunkards because she had been harassed by several of them when she worked the night shift. Fortunately, Shenzhen has good public security, and a patrol car happened to pass by, which allowed her to escape.

Despite the disagreements, work was work, and Lin Xiaoxiao did not show any emotion to Chen Geng; everything was done in accordance with the rules and regulations.

"Okay, thank you. Be careful." Chen Geng thanked him while reminding him.

He actually wanted to ask if his wife, Su Qingqing, had come, but then he thought that if Su Qingqing had come, she should be next to his bedside now, and there would be fruit or food on the bedside table, but now it was empty.

Although Lin Xiaoxiao felt a little strange and didn't understand why Chen Geng suddenly told her to be careful, she still replied softly, "Okay."

Watching the other person's departing figure, Chen Geng withdrew his gaze and silently murmured, "System."

next second.

The azure panel reappeared.

"Open today's intelligence report."

[Today's intelligence list...]

[1. Lai Yongkang, whose postoperative recovery did not meet his expectations, disregarded medical advice and medical regulations, and took his anger out on the medical staff. He first verbally abused and physically shoved the nurse in charge, Lin Xiaoxiao, and then broke into the doctor's office to demand an explanation. After being asked to leave by hospital security, he returned with a knife.]

2. An international oil tanker fully loaded with crude oil suffered an oil spill while sailing in international waters due to a sudden malfunction in its pipelines. The spilled oil has spread with ocean currents, posing a potential threat to the surrounding marine ecosystem, coastal fisheries, and shipping routes. This information will top the international news trending list at 9 PM tonight.

When Chen Geng saw the second piece of intelligence, he immediately couldn't sit still. This wasn't an intelligence system; it was a money-giving system!

What does an oil spill on an international ocean-going oil tanker mean?

Oil prices may rise as a result!

If you buy one lot of crude oil futures before the futures market closes today, wouldn't that be making a fortune?

wrong!

It can't be said that you've become rich!

Because of mortgage and car loan payments, as well as handing over his salary, Chen Geng only had a few thousand yuan in his pocket, while a single lot of crude oil futures cost 9 to 13 yuan.

We need to find a way to make money.

Chen Geng murmured to himself.

Suddenly, he remembered the cheating video he had saved last night. Since Su Qingqing had hooked up with a rich man, it wasn't too much to ask her to spend 20 yuan to protect her reputation, was it?

Moreover, when Chen Geng married Su Qingqing, he paid a dowry of 18.8 yuan. In addition, there were the gold items, the banquet, and the change of address fee. Even without the house and car, he spent hundreds of thousands of yuan to marry Su Qingqing.

This isn't about asking Su Qingqing for money; it's about taking back what's rightfully theirs.

Thinking of this, Chen Geng quickly took out his phone and glanced at the time on it.

"It's 9:08 a.m. now. The daytime futures market closes at 3 p.m., and the news of the oil spill from the tanker will be a global hot topic at 9 p.m. tonight. That means I have almost 6 hours left."

Chen Geng murmured to himself.

As a corporate slave unwilling to accept his fate, he has always been looking for a way to break free from his shackles and become rich overnight.

He had some knowledge of stocks, futures, and cryptocurrencies, so he roughly knew the rules.

After the daytime trading session ends, from 9 PM to 2:30 AM the following day, there is an evening session for crude oil trading, which allows for same-day cashing out.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Geng dialed Su Qingqing's number.

"Beep beep beep—"

After a busy signal, the call was answered.

"What is it? I'm very busy."

The other person's tone was very cold.

"I'm in the hospital, did you know?" Chen Geng couldn't help but ask again. After all, they had been husband and wife for several years, and he really didn't understand what he had done to make Su Qingqing hate him so much.

"I know, alcohol poisoning. Is there anything else? I'm very busy at work." Su Qingqing's tone already carried a hint of impatience.

Upon hearing this, Chen Geng disregarded past relationships and frankly stated, "I have a complete video of what happened between you and that man at the bar last night. Transfer 20 yuan to my account before midnight today."

"Chen Geng, are you crazy?!"

Su Qingqing suddenly raised her voice.

"Am I crazy?" Chen Geng retorted, then launched into a barrage of questions: "Su Qingqing, you know perfectly well how I've treated you. Since we married, I haven't had more than 1 yuan in my bank account, and I'm the one paying the mortgage and car loan. And what about your salary? How much of it has you spent on this family?"

"Oh, right!"

"I almost forgot to tell you!"

"Take the afternoon off, and we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce. It's over between us. That 20 yuan was our wedding expenses, and you have to return it!"

"Impossible!" Su Qingqing's voice suddenly softened on the other end of the phone, and she pleaded, "Chen Geng, I was wrong before, I promise I won't do it again, please forgive me this time?"

Her monthly salary is only 6000 yuan. Without Chen Geng's free meal ticket, she would have no way to live in a first-tier city like Shenzhen.

Most importantly, she has been nauseous frequently lately, and this morning she took a test and found out she was pregnant. Although she doesn't know who the father is, she doesn't care because she knows Chen Geng will take care of her.

But now that Chen Geng wants a divorce, regardless of who pays for the abortion, Su Qingqing can't come up with the 20 yuan, so she has no choice but to give in.

Chen Geng closed his eyes and said coldly, "If I don't see the money by noon today, your parents, all your relatives, your colleagues, and even my circle of friends will know about the shady things you've done. I don't want to repeat myself."