Chapter 1 One Yuan Auction

Zhuang Buyuan likes daydreaming the most.

Beach beauties don't have enough suites, landlords and wealthy landlords have millions of dollars to make ends meet, domineering CEOs show off their wealth arrogantly, it's good, but the 95 Supreme Being's insistence on his words is a bit too tiring...

Despite all the daydreaming, Zhuang Buyuan still felt that he was suitable to be the second young master of a prosperous and wealthy family. He had his father's generation to expand the territory, his elder brother to inherit the family business, and his younger generation to work hard.

There are also various loyal housekeepers, servants, drivers and bodyguards to help him get everything done.

Then he can happily spend his life waiting for death.

Unfortunately, daydreams are just daydreams after all. As a little person struggling in the city, Zhuang Buyuan works hard from nine to five all day long.

No, no, that's not right, nine to five is other people's life, Zhuang Buyuan's is five to nine.

After a busy morning, I didn't even have time to drink. I could finally rest at noon. Zhuang Buyuan had two mouthfuls of rice and planned to take a nap.

Taking a nap is Zhuang Buyuan's favorite part of the day. He can have a sweet dream to replenish his positive energy.

As soon as twelve o'clock arrived, Zhuang Buyuan quickly ran to the cafeteria to get some food, and then settled the battle in five minutes. He quickly prepared the "nap artifact" and lay down to sleep. Even five extra minutes would give him more time. Have a sweet dream.

Inception said that when humans dream, time goes much faster than in reality. If you dream hard, you might be able to live several lifetimes in a dream.

This is Zhuang Buyuan's best wish.

Reality is too helpless, escaping is shameful but useful!

Just when Zhuang Buyuan was dazed and about to fall asleep, someone suddenly knocked on his desk: "Zhuang Buyuan, get up, there is work to do!"

"What?" Zhuang Buyuan raised his head and saw his colleague Zhang Zhengxiong next to him. He was a senior colleague in their department and was considered a junior boss.

Zhang Zhengxiong has a good name, and he is tall and handsome, but his personality is completely different. He is flattering, bullying, and greedy. These eight words can basically sum up all his advantages.

"The supervisor said that a document will be sent from Asia Construction Company later. The supervisor needs it urgently, so he asked you to keep an eye on it. Once it is sent, print it out immediately and send it to the supervisor."

"What? At noon?" Zhuang Buyuan wanted to cry, "Can I send it over as soon as I get to work in the afternoon?"

"No, the supervisor and boss are waiting. I'll leave this matter to you." Zhang Zhengxiong said, winking at a girl in the corner, and the two of them wandered off somewhere.

The hatred in Zhuang Buyuan's heart was that Zhang Zhengxiong usually did it by himself to show his face in front of the boss. When will it be Zhuang Buyuan's turn?

Judging from Zhang Zhengxiong's attitude, he has succeeded in seduce this new girl.

Everyone is an adult, Zhuang Buyuan has no right to say anything to others, but think about Zhang Zhengxiong's three girlfriends in the first half of this year. At first, they were all attracted by Zhang Zhengxiong's tall and handsome appearance, but later it was all because of trivial matters. We broke up over a trivial matter, it was just Zhang Zhengxiong who was too stingy.

However, Zhang Zhengxiong was not ashamed, but proud of it, and continued to seduce girls without any psychological pressure. He also dreamed of hooking up with a rich and beautiful girl one day, and would reach the pinnacle of his life.

Damn, daydream!

Zhuang Buyuan complained about other people's daydreams without realizing it.

But Zhuang Buyuan really didn't have the courage to resist Zhang Zhengxiong's oppression, because Zhang Zhengxiong was still in charge of the attendance of seven or eight people in this office. Although he often deducted overtime from his colleagues and paid it to himself, it was still better than no overtime pay at all.

Zhuang Buyuan muttered that it was disturbing people's dreams and that they were irreconcilable. He turned on the computer and refreshed the department's mailbox. He didn't see any files sent over. However, Zhuang Buyuan couldn't sleep and daydream. He I could only open a web page and refresh it in boredom.

As an ordinary copywriter, Zhuang Buyuan's computer was the worst in the office. It was also equipped with some messy rogue software. It was extremely slow and all kinds of advertisements would always pop up.

Zhuang Buyuan is a computer geek. He has reported it to the technical department several times, but no one has come to help him solve the problem. He can only endure the much slower inefficiency of the computer, holding a tattered mouse, and continues. refresh.

After swiping and swiping again, a window suddenly popped up. It was not an email reminder, but an advertisement.

"The asset liquidation auction is in progress, buy the manor for one dollar!"

Buy an estate for one dollar?

Do you want to buy a country for one dollar? Today's advertising is becoming increasingly irresponsible.

Zhuang Buyuan complained and clicked on the advertisement window.

When he first came to Xucheng, Zhuang Buyuan still imagined that he could settle down in this big city. His biggest dream was to earn a down payment, buy himself a small cabin, and truly become this part of the city.

But Zhuang Buyuan flexed his fingers and used his not-so-good mathematics to calculate the speed of rising housing prices and his own income. He gave up on this idea and couldn't even afford a place to put a toilet!

Of course Zhuang Buyuan knew that the "manor" here couldn't be too big, but buying it for one yuan?

Fukushima, Japan cannot be so cheap.

After clicking on it, Zhuang Buyuan discovered that this was really an auction page, coming from a certain cat's asset auction.

What surprised him even more was that the manor on the page actually cost one yuan!

There is only one photo on the website, which is a slightly deserted and dilapidated gate, with the shadow of a house vaguely visible inside.

"Seized assets, deserted manor, bidding starts at one yuan, under the Magic Mountain in the southern suburbs of Xucheng, beautiful scenery, complete documents, court sale."

"Countdown, 30 seconds, 29..."

Seeing that there are only 30 seconds left in the manor, no one has bid for it yet, and the starting price of 1 yuan is still displayed.

In the southern suburbs of Xucheng, under the Huan Mountain, there is a protected area with beautiful scenery. It is not an easy task to build a manor in that kind of place. No one took pictures of such a good thing?

Is there grass growing in these people’s heads?

Zhuang Buyuan suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his mind. Take a photo of it?

Wait, no one has taken pictures yet. Is there any trouble?

If you have trouble, the worst thing you can do is...

Maybe everyone was worried about getting into trouble, so they didn't participate in the auction?

Or is it for some other reason?

Zhuang Buyuan held the mouse and clenched his teeth. Seeing that the time was about to return to zero, Zhuang Buyuan closed his eyes and clicked.

"Creak, creak, creak..." The hard drive of the old computer spun up, and the screen seemed to be stuck for a long time. Finally, an interface popped up: "The bidding was successful. Dear user, all the certificates of the manor are now being sent to your mailbox. Please go to the site to verify receipt within today, otherwise it will be deemed as abandoned, the payment will be deducted, and the auction will be re-auctioned."

When the mailbox beeped, Zhuang Buyuan opened it. It was not his mail, but the department's mail. He checked his own mailbox again, but he didn't see any mail.

"Sure enough... is it a lie?" Zhuang Buyuan couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or something else, he sighed.