I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

Everyone present lowered their heads, looking at the two-yuan lottery ticket in their hands.

When they looked up again, all eyes were drawn to Jiang Chen's calm and composed face.

Their minds were completely in turmoil.

What kind of operation is this?

Inviting someone to dinner without charging them money, and instead giving everyone a lottery ticket?

Zhou Qiang held the lottery ticket in his hand, feeling his cheeks burning hot.

He was just basking in the glory of his 60,000 yuan year-end bonus, and now he's lying on the table pretending to be dead and refusing to pay for a 2,000 yuan meal.

But what about Jiang Chen?

He casually paid the two thousand yuan bill for the meal.

Then, they brushed it off in a way that was almost like a "game" or a "joke".

He's too lazy to even ask you to transfer money, too lazy to calculate the hundred-plus yuan split fee with you.

He gave you a chance to win five million.

Zhou Qiang suddenly understood.

The gap between him and Jiang Chen is no longer just the difference between his 60,000 yuan year-end bonus and the "worthless stock options".

Rather, it was a dimensional gap that he could not comprehend at all and could never overcome.

Zhao Dabao was also dumbfounded.

He was just mocking Jiang Chen for being a poor loser who squeezed onto the subway in Shanghai.

But now, this "poor loser" is using a method he has never seen before to trample his pitiful sense of superiority under his feet and crush it to pieces!

This would be even more humiliating than having a wad of cash thrown in his face!

Because Jiang Chen's actions convey only one message—

What you desperately pursue, what you scheme and fight for, what you even sacrifice your dignity for, is less than a game in my eyes.

This is a dimensional reduction attack!

A sense of relaxation that comes from the core, a complete disregard for money, brings about a game-changing effect!

While you are still fighting tooth and nail over "sixpence" on the ground.

People have already looked up and are admiring the "moon" in the sky.

At that moment, everyone in the private room who had just been showing off felt like a bunch of clowns jumping around.

Their meager real estate, cars, and savings seem incredibly naive and laughable in the face of Jiang Chen's "relaxed" attitude.

Li Jing, the class beauty, looked at Jiang Chen's profile, which appeared somewhat soft under the light, and her eyes sparkled with an unprecedented and unusual brilliance.

She suddenly remembered her high school days.

Back then, Jiang Chen always wore a faded school uniform and sat quietly in the corner of the classroom, like an inconspicuous plant.

She, on the other hand, was a princess surrounded by admirers, as proud as a white swan, and never gave him a second glance.

She later chose a man from a wealthy family who worked in a public institution.

She thought that was the best outcome.

But now...

Li Jing looked at the thin lottery ticket in her hand, and then at the male classmates next to her who were making a fool of themselves because of the "Beijing A Bentley".

She suddenly wondered if her initial choice was... a mistake?

If only she had set aside even a little bit of her pride back then, she could have seen the starlight in that silent boy's eyes...

Unfortunately, no if.

This class reunion, which should have been filled with hypocrisy and competition, ended in an extremely awkward and strange atmosphere, and broke up unhappily.

on the way back.

Several classmates were having a heated discussion about Jiang Chen in a small WeChat group.

"Is he just showing off, or is he really that good? I don't understand."

"Pretending? Have you ever seen anyone act this pretentious? Inviting someone to dinner and giving away lottery tickets? Most people wouldn't even think of that!"

"I feel like he's from a different world than us. Look at him, he never even glanced at us the whole time."

"Sigh, don't even mention it. Comparisons are the thief of joy. I've decided, I'm going to check that lottery ticket tomorrow. What if I actually win?"

……

Jiang Chencai didn't care what his classmates thought.

He hailed a taxi and leisurely returned home.

For him, everything that happened tonight was just a boring little episode on his way home for the Chinese New Year.

He spent two thousand yuan to watch this great show of "human nature observation" and also experienced the most glorious "show-off moment" of the whole show. He felt it was worth it.

After taking a shower, Jiang Chen lay comfortably on his soft, large bed.

He habitually called out to the system in his mind, wanting to see if there would be any unexpected rewards this time.

However, the system interface remained silent, with no notification sounds.

Jiang Chen thought about it and then understood.

This time, the customer is a "classmate".

This group has complicated relationships, and most of them cannot be considered "true friends and family" as determined by the system.

Therefore, it's understandable that no rebates were triggered.

He stretched and prepared to go to sleep.

The minor incident of the class reunion has been completely forgotten by him.

Now, he's thinking about something else that's more important and meaningful.

His consciousness sank into the system's inventory.

The "Health and Longevity Talisman," radiating a soft golden light, lay there quietly.

A warm smile slowly curved Jiang Chen's lips.

"The farce is over. Now, it's time to get down to business."

"Grandpa's talisman... we need to think of a perfect way to send it out."