Chapter 1

"Zhao Quan, let's divorce"

tomorrow is Zhao Quan's 24th birthday, and sun Xiaoyun told him this tonight.

Although sun Xiaoyun often finds fault and loses his temper for no reason, Zhao Quan never thought that he would receive such a special birthday gift the night before his 24th birthday.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Zhao Quan was slightly stunned and tried to recover.

"Xiaoyun, tomorrow is my birthday. I wanted to surprise you with a special gift"

"no more."

Before Zhao Quan could finish his words, sun Xiaoyun waved his hand wearily.

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

Zhao Quan seems to see some kind of hope, he raised his head, eyes full of joy.

"Xiaoyun, I don't think it's hard. 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 you to understand"

SUN Xiaoyun finally can't help it. She stomps her feet and roars, interrupting what Zhao Quan wants to say again.

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

"I don't want my colleagues to tell me that the takeout they ate last night was given by my husband"

"I don't want to squeeze the bus every day to avoid the salty hands of those dirty men"

"I don't want to go home every day after work Cooking, I hate the smell of lampblack "

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

Zhao Quan didn't know, originally he thought these could be whitewashed by hard work, at least until he was 24.

Can not imagine is, sun Xiaoyun will despise his hard work with the sweat smell, but also sour.

But read the feelings of sun Xiaoyun, Zhao Quan or frankly said, "these I can give you tomorrow."

But Sun Xiaoyun sighed and shook his head, "I'm tired. I don't want to hear you talk in your dreams. That's it. Divorce tomorrow."

No longer give Zhao Quan the opportunity to speak, sun Xiaoyun walked into the bedroom, and then there was the sound of the door locked.

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

Treasure, tolerance, hard work, hard work, all of these can't match a word of money after all.

After sitting hard for nearly half an hour, Zhao Quan is ready to go to the guest room and lie down.

But at this time, the bedroom door was opened, and sun Xiaoyun's beautiful but disdainful face appeared.

Zhao Quan's heart a joy, think sun Xiaoyun after all or value this feeling.

But the next moment, a small black box with a pink knot was thrown at his feet.

This is a gift Zhao Quan put in his bedroom to give to sun Xiaoyun, but it was thrown out.

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

He also tried to ask sun Xiaoyun for the last time, "don't you look at the present I gave you"

"no, I don't want to smell the sour sweat again."

The next second the voice came, the voice of the bedroom door locked again came immediately.

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

From his pocket, he took out a pack of two five miscellaneous cigarettes, pulled out a cigarette that was not so crooked and wrinkled, smoothed and lit it.

It's very choking. Previously, he thought the smoke was pleasant, but now it seems to be not only choking his throat, but also choking his heart.

After taking a few deep breaths, he holds a cigarette in his mouth and opens the small box that sun Xiaoyun throws out like garbage.

There was a silver and white metal bank card and a mobile phone that never appeared in the market.

This mobile phone looks like a fake made from old parts in a small workshop. It doesn't even have a logo.

But in fact, this is a customized mobile phone with two systems. Normally, when the fingerprint lights up the screen, the Android system will be displayed. Only after the iris recognition is verified, will it show another system, Zhao's customized system of global Zhilian.

This is a family customization system. In addition to the internal contact, notification and meeting of the Zhao family, it can also access the world's top underground trading market. The money manor of messerred is the most basic application.

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

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

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

happy birthday to Zhao Quan.

Looking at the time, it's 0.3.Zhao Quan chuckled, blue smoke with the low curse with the export, "this birthday is really special happy."

Spit out the cigarette fart, take the sole of the shoe to step out, at the same time, the finger also points to open the in box.

All kinds of congratulatory messages are full of inboxes, but 90% of the senders don't know Zhao Quan.

There are people with different surnames in the family, some relatives in the family, and more of them are the children of the Zhao family.

As for the content, Zhao Quan doesn't need to look at it. He can guess that it must be flattering.

The only message he opened was from the money manor of messerred.

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhao Quan, you are an adult. The exclusive account of messed is automatically activated, and the current balance is 10000000."

Ten million US dollars, equivalent to 60 million RMB, is a small gift from the Zhao family for their children to grow up.

The Zhao family stipulates that only 24 years old is considered an adult, and will not receive any welfare from family funds before that.

In particular, those who go out for family training will not even get half a cent of support.

But as adults, in addition to the $10 million in small gifts, there will be monthly dividends from the family's global industry.

That sum of money is the real welfare, especially for his immediate descendants. The amount of welfare is even more amazing

but now Zhao Quan doesn't care much about it. Ten million US dollars is enough for him to make a great change in his current life.

Put away the mobile phone, Zhao Quan took out the silver white, pure palladium made mesaka.

Mesa card is very heavy. He used to weigh it when he was a child. It's just 60 grams, which is about twice the size of an ordinary bank card.

According to the price of palladium in kind, this card alone is worth more than 20000 yuan, not counting the name inlaid with fine diamonds.

The most precious is not these, but the account number of this mesa card, 88880168.

Mercer card's global distinguished customers, are starting with 8888, a total of eight card numbers.

This means that Zhao Quan is the 168th person in the world to own this noble meseka.

You know, many Middle East oil tycoons don't know about this kind of card. It's not that meseka can't be recognized by them, but that they are not qualified at all, and even know that the existence of this kind of card is not worthy

playing with the palladium meseka in hand, Zhao Quan looks at Sun Xiaoyun's bedroom next door and murmurs.

"I wrote you a song of wealth and honor, but it's nice for you to sing a song of going all over the world."

Is murmuring time, the mobile phone rings, is sister Zhao Xi calls.

"Happy birthday, brother. I'll go to celebrate your birthday at dawn and meet my sister-in-law by the way. I also brought her a gift"

"Xi Xi, brother is going to divorce. Why is it because your sister-in-law dislikes me for having no money"