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

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Su Qingqing finally lost control of her emotions and frantically swept everything off her desk.

Because it was a private office, no one paid attention to her unusual behavior.

"Chen Geng!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"You bastard!"

"brute!"

Su Qingqing kept cursing Chen Geng.

After yelling for a full 10 minutes, she gradually calmed down.

Judging from Chen Geng's tone, Su Qingqing understood that it was no use for her to back down; he was determined to divorce her and was demanding 20 yuan.

"Should I call the police?" With this thought in mind, Su Qingqing, who was undecided, opened her favorite little blue book and posted a question.

[Ladies, I made a mistake that all women make. Now my husband wants a divorce and demands I return the 20 yuan dowry. Can I call the police and accuse him of extortion?]

"call out--"

The post has been published.

In just a short while, a girl with a trendy profile picture replied.

[Silly Xiaoyan]: Sister, you can call the police and have him arrested. Leave a man like that as soon as possible and get rid of him. Don't let him trap you for the rest of your life!

[Yang Li, my God]: Everyone says not to get married, not to get married, but look, all men are the same. After a breakup, they demand back the expenses incurred during the relationship; after a divorce, they demand back the wedding dowry, as if they were the only ones who paid for it. It's really disgusting.

[Who knows, Xiao Ji]: How many years has the poster been a free babysitter? I suggest calling the police first, then going through the court process. If there are children, he must pay monthly child support.

Seeing more and more replies, Su Qingqing picked a netizen to reply to: He also filmed me being intimate with another man and said that if he didn't see the money by noon today, he would post the video all over my social circle. What should I do now?

Less than two minutes later, someone else replied: "If he dares to spread this, he has violated your privacy, which is a crime punishable by imprisonment. I suggest you call the police directly; I doubt he would actually dare to post it."

Less than half a minute later, a netizen with the ID "Big Sister Zhixin" replied: You can give him 20 yuan first, and after he deletes the video, call the police in half a month later. Be sure to insist that he is blackmailing you. If possible, have sex with him again and secretly record it so that he can be forced to do it. That way, you can send him to jail in a nice way, hehe.

After looking around, Su Qingqing still felt that the netizen "Big Sister Zhixin" was reliable.

Because she wasn't sure if Chen Geng would really go all out and release her videos indiscriminately, she decided to play it safe for now.

"Sisters are still the most reliable."

Su Qingqing deleted the post, closed Little Blue Book, and then called several of her ambiguous relationships, demanding abortion fees and nutrition expenses. Before they could question her, she sent pictures of the pregnancy test results to them via WeChat.

"bite--"

"bite--"

"bite--"

Upon seeing the picture of the pregnancy test, these men with whom Su Qingqing had ambiguous relationships transferred their money to her without the slightest hesitation.

Compensation for abortion and nutritional expenses is at most ten or twenty thousand yuan, but if the baby is born, it will be much more than ten or twenty thousand yuan.

After receiving the money, Su Qingqing took out some online loans and, together with her own savings, barely managed to scrape together the 20 yuan that Chen Geng needed.

Looking at the 20 yuan she had scraped together, Su Qingqing gritted her teeth and said, "You dare threaten me? Chen Geng, you just wait, I'll definitely send you to jail."

After saying that, she transferred the money via mobile banking.

Seeing her bank card balance emptied, Su Qingqing's anger intensified. She had been saving up to go on a trip to the Maldives with her foreign friends, but now her plans were completely ruined.

……

On the other side...

Chen Geng had completed the discharge procedures and found his brother Zhang Jiaxiao in the neurology ward, who was still a little confused.

"Brother Geng, I've already taken the day off. This combination of baijiu and beer is really strong. When I woke up this morning, I felt like I was going to die."

Zhang Jiaxiao had never drunk so much alcohol before. If Chen Geng hadn't dragged him into drinking last night, he probably would have wanted to leave after two or three bottles.

"Don't say the word 'death' in the hospital, it's bad luck. By the way, do you have any money left in your card?"

Chen Geng inquired.

"I still have about 300,000 left, Brother Geng, how much do you want to borrow?" Zhang Jiaxiao was a sensible person. Chen Geng wouldn't ask if he had money for no reason. Once he asked, it definitely meant he wanted to borrow money.

"You've saved up so much?"

Chen Geng was somewhat surprised.

"I don't have a girlfriend, and I don't have any household expenses after marriage, so I'm sure I save a lot. Unlike you, your salary is three times mine, but you're broke every month," Zhang Jiaxiao shrugged.

"You're so smart." Chen Geng smiled calmly, then stated the loan amount: "Lend me all 30, and I'll pay you back 35 tomorrow."

"ha?"

Zhang Jiaxiao was stunned.

"Why are you borrowing so much money?"

"Let me state this in advance: if I use it to curry favor with Su Qingqing, I won't get a single penny. I might as well donate it to the Western Poverty Alleviation Program."

Zhang Jiaxiao was very cautious, fearing that Chen Geng would take the 30 yuan back to curry favor with Su Qingqing.

There's a precedent for this. They had a close friend named Feng Xiaoting who took out a loan to send his wife on an overseas trip, only to be discovered later that she went with her male best friend. Feng Xiaoting not only forgave him but also tried to get back together with him. Chen Geng and Zhang Jiaxiao couldn't persuade him otherwise, so they gradually cut off contact with him.

"Let's get a divorce today. I have nothing to do with her anymore. Anyway, lend me some money, 10 or 5 is fine." Chen Geng only had one thing on his mind: to cash out through the futures market.

Once he has money, he doesn't believe he can't find other women, so why would he be stuck with one woman forever?

Just look at Wang Congcong; he changes girlfriends every month. In this materialistic age, money is king.

"You really won't give it to Su Qingqing?"

Zhang Jiaxiao confirmed it again.

"I absolutely won't give it to you, don't worry," Chen Geng assured him repeatedly.

"Okay, I'll transfer 29 to you. I still need the remaining 1." Without saying a word, Zhang Jiaxiao transferred the money in his card to Chen Geng.

The two had known each other since childhood and knew each other well. In addition, Chen Geng earned more than 20,000 yuan a month, so he wouldn't be unable to repay the money. Zhang Jiaxiao didn't linger.

"bite--"

Chen Geng's phone beeped.

[尊敬的客户，您尾号6521的建行帐户于2026年4月20号10点03分收到华国币290000元（大写：贰拾玖万元整)转帐汇款，可用余额493261元，备注：无。]

"I'll use my credit cards later; the total amount should be around 60."

Chen Geng murmured to himself.

One crude oil futures contract is worth 60.4, with a margin of 15%. The price of one lot is 9.06. You can buy 6 lots, and the total value of the position is 362.4.

Assuming a 5% increase, without considering transaction fees, the profit would be 181,200 yuan, which is equivalent to eight months of Chen Geng's salary.