Getting rich.

success.

The best.

Looking at these extremely irritating words, even though he knew that this might be just a scam, Wen Liang's heartbeat could not help but speed up a little.

As an ordinary programmer, perhaps he had dreamed of making a name for himself, but the cruel reality had already crushed the ridiculous ambitions of the young recklessness.

Wen Liang, who finally found a job, has no pursuit now. His biggest goal may be when he can buy a house in Donghai, which is known as the Magic City.

Of course, with the terrible housing prices in the East China Sea, and his current basic moonlight living conditions, if you want to achieve the goal of "staying a living" in the East China Sea, you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

That's right, he is indeed an ordinary person who lives a mediocre life and is not shocked, but this does not mean that he does not envy the rich and rich life of the upper class.

Therefore, even though he knew that this was probably a very advanced fishing method, Wen Liang still did not choose to call the police immediately.

"Why do I believe you can do this?"

He went back to the WeChat message, thinking about what kind of tricks such as class training if the other party asked him to pay first, he immediately called the police.

Now there are policies in the East China Sea. If the reporting of online fraud is true, there will be bonuses.

“It’s very simple.”

The other party's hand speed was as fast as ever.

"It's enough to complete the task I gave you."

Task?

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment.

Another string of text popped out on the screen.

"As long as I complete the task I assigned you, in return, I will give you rich rewards, which can quickly get rid of your mediocre life now and move towards a bright and beautiful future."

"Are you ready?"

"Guru..."

Wen Liangqing couldn't help swallowing, and even could hear his heartbeat vaguely.

He finally understood why the old men and mothers were often deceived. These scammers' methods of bewitching people are indeed very clever, and even he began to hope that the other party was not a liar.

But these days, there is no good thing about pie falling from the sky?

As a highly educated young man, gentle reason still overcomes the unrealistic expectations.

If there was really a God in this world, why did so many people not look for him and add him?

There are at least 20 to 30 billion netizens around the world?

Did he recharge his member on WeChat?

Or is he the hero of the novel?

"Brother, stop being funny. Are you tired of pretending to be a fool? Since you know that I only have more than 3,000 yuan in my card, why bother so much? If you have the time to argue with me, why don't you find a rich man? Why don't I recommend my boss' WeChat to you? He is much fatter than me."

A gentle and carefree passage was sent, which was a model for those who were often deceived to learn.

But the other party was very persistent and seemed to insist that he refused to give in.

"I am God, not a liar. Are you ready to accept your first mission?"

rigid.

Dull.

I do my best.

It's very similar to the kind of robot that has a set program.

Wen Liang frowned. Since the other party did not coax him to pay the money, it would not constitute a fraud. He did not have a legitimate reason to call the police. He could not be bored and add friends to prank it. He had to bother the police.

He didn't plan to pay attention to it anymore. He was about to delete the second-year patient's friend, but the other party sent another WeChat message.

"The starting task: help the old man fall. Task reward: guaranteed 10,000 rmb."

Ten thousand rmb.

And it's a guaranteed one?

Wen Liang's pupils suddenly contracted, and then he immediately clicked on the chat interface with "God".

"Brother, come on, you're messing around here, I'll sue you for harassment."

The other party didn't reply again.

Wen Liang waited deliberately for a while, but there was still no news to come back.

"Hey? Are you still there?"

He sent another WeChat message, but it was still sank to the sea.

After giving him a mission, the other party seemed to disappear.

The phone is out of power?

Wen Liang couldn't help but browse the conversation just now again. The more he read, the more he felt strange.

Not only did you not cheat yourself of paying money, but you also had to give yourself a reward?

Although ten thousand rmb is not much, it is his salary for half a month.

Are the scams now really so strange? He, a top student at the University of Science and Technology, could not stand it.

Seeing that the other party was really missing, Wen Liang put his phone into his pocket, but his mood, which was as if Zhishui had been broken before, was as if someone had slapped in his heart.

No one should be so bored, right?

Could it be that this is really a liar?

Did you really encounter the legendary...Golden Finger?

As a modern young man, he has read those online novels. Many of the novels describe the story of a protagonist who was originally tragic to live at the bottom of society and suddenly got beside him by the golden finger one day and then made a comeback.

How similar is it to your own experience?

Both parents died and went to school with a loan. After graduation, they were displaced for half a year before they found a stable job. They paid the student loan five months ago. Not long ago, they paid the rent for the next quarter, and there were only more than 3,000 yuan left in their card...

Wen Liang recalled his life experience, his eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but curse.

Damn, I won’t really become the protagonist of the novel, right?

With my "qualification", I feel that it is a bit wasteful if I don't become the protagonist of the novel.

Of course, Wen Liang also knew that although he was indeed very sad, reality was not a novel, nor did everyone have any blessings to be the protagonist, let alone that there are many people who are worse than him.

Looking at a broken-legged beggar in ragged clothes lying on a wooden board, slowly sliding forward, Wen Liang's heart was a little balanced.

He calmed down and walked back to the cafe.

It's already 3:50, and if you delay it, you may be late.

Whether it is successful or not is one thing, but he doesn't want to be verbally polite in this regard.

I temporarily left the little episode behind me. Just when I was less than twenty meters away from the cafe, an old lady with silver hair and looking over 60 years old riding a shared bicycle by Wen Liang. When she passed by a manhole cover, the wheels were knocked down due to uneven heights. As a result, the bicycle lost balance and slid forward crookedly for a while, and then a "clang" sounded.

With the old lady, the bicycle fell on the green belt on the side of the road.

"Ouch..."

Passers-by were stunned. A kind-hearted person quickly walked over to support him, but Wen Liang, who witnessed all this, subconsciously thought of the task assigned to him by God just now, and then blurted out without thinking at all.

"Let go of that grandma and let me do it!"

His breathless shouts echoed on the streets, and everyone looked at him in shock and daze.
Chapter completed!