1: Losing money system

Huaguo, Huxi Province, Han City.

Inside a high-end office building, a narrow office housed a dashing young man and a balding middle-aged man.

The young man, Qian Ziyong, was undergoing his fifty-third job interview.

On the boss's chair, the middle-aged man, 'Manager Chen,' looked serious, touched his sparse hair, and glanced at the resume before asking, "Do you accept overtime?"

Qian Ziyong retorted, "Do you pay overtime? If you pay overtime, I can work until the end of time."

Manager Chen was a bit unaccustomed to such directness; fresh graduates rarely asked questions so bluntly.

Overtime pay was double wages, so he naturally wasn't willing to give it.

The middle-aged man frowned, a little impatient, and continued to ask, "Can you accept business trips?"

"Manager Chen, do you provide travel allowances?" Qian Ziyong asked.

Manager Chen felt a nerve touched and was a bit annoyed: "Young people need to learn to endure hardship; don't just think about money all day."

With that, Manager Chen launched into a long lecture.

Qian Ziyong listened with some impatience but still finished with a smile on his face.

Finally, when Manager Chen finished, Qian Ziyong weakly asked in return, "Giving me a high salary doesn't seem to prevent me from enduring hardship..."

Manager Chen was speechless and said earnestly, "Young people shouldn't always stare at money."

The other party kept avoiding the topic of money, only talking about dreams, so Qian Ziyong stood up unhappily: "If young people don't stare at money, do they stare at you?"

"Are you good-looking?"

Based on Qian Ziyong's fifty-two interview experiences, the other party's monthly salary of three thousand yuan meant they wanted him to work overtime but didn't want to pay for it.

They wanted him to go on business trips, work himself to death for the company, but wouldn't provide travel allowances, and likely wouldn't even reimburse travel expenses.

This rotten company, let whoever wants to come!

After saying that, he turned and opened the door, shutting it with a bang.

Looking at Qian Ziyong's retreating back, Manager Chen's expression was a little grim.

Young people nowadays were not easy to fool, nor were they as willing to endure hardship as those from a few years ago.

He couldn't help but let out a cold snort: "These young people today, they really don't know their place!"

The door opened, and Qian Ziyong returned.

Manager Chen's face lit up with joy: "What? Have you thought it over?"

Qian Ziyong grabbed his resume from the table and snatched it: "Give me back my resume, it cost me one yuan to print it!"

This rotten company even made him wait four hours for the interview!

What a huge loss!

He took the resume and slammed the door as he left.

...

In front of the tall building, Qian Ziyong checked his phone for his fifty-fourth interview scheduled for the afternoon.

The job description for the interviewing company stated a salary of three to six thousand, so it seemed like another job that only paid three thousand. He just hoped there wouldn't be overtime and the work would be easier.

Just then, a transparent light screen appeared in his mind.

[Loss-Making System Binding... Binding successful.]

[Five million has been deposited.]

[Host: Qian Ziyong]

[System Funds: 5 million]

[Personal Funds: 1211]

[System Rules as follows...]

System!

Qian Ziyong was overjoyed.

He played games and read novels, so he naturally knew about systems.

He never expected that one day he would also receive the system's favor.

Qian Ziyong clicked on the system rules and saw that there were only two simple ones.

[1: No breaking the law.]

[2: The host's actual loss amount will be converted into personal funds of the same amount at the end of the period. However, all actions must be reasonable.]

He clicked to view his current cycle.

[Cycle: Three months]

[Funds: 5 million]

After carefully reading the instructions, Qian Ziyong understood how to exploit the system.

As long as he managed to lose all five million of the system funds within three months by any means, the system would reward him with five million.

Even if he didn't lose it all, whatever amount he lost, the system would reward him that much.

Earning five million in three months was difficult!

But losing five million in three months was too easy!

The only drawback was that the system funds could not be used on himself; they had to be reasonably lost.

That meant for these three months, he would have to live on his remaining 1211 yuan.

The system would only settle with him after three months.

As soon as he thought of five million, Qian Ziyong was filled with motivation.

Countless good ideas surged into his mind; any one of them could easily lose all five million.

"Stock trading? That's a good method, but not very stable. No matter how much a stock falls, it can't drop to zero in just three months."

"Then I'll do business. You can lose any amount of money doing business, and it's always controllable!"

With the system, why would he work at some crummy job? He'd become a boss!

And the kind of boss who only needed to spend money and enjoy, without having to fuss over things.

Qian Ziyong walked and thought, his stomach suddenly growling.

It was already afternoon, and he hadn't eaten lunch yet.

He looked up and saw a huge hypermarket across the street called "Yongnian Supermarket."

This type of hypermarket, in addition to shopping, also sold fast food, snacks, and even had a cinema.

Although the environment inside was very good, the things sold were very expensive.

If he had exploited five million from the system in three months, he would definitely go in without hesitation.

But now...

Looking at his pitiful thousand-plus yuan, Qian Ziyong could only rub his stomach and continue walking.

After walking a street, Qian Ziyong bought a fifteen-yuan covered rice from a roadside stall. He ate as he walked, his mind thinking about how to lose the five million.

A noisy sound came from his ears, interrupting his thoughts.

He turned his head and saw a closed supermarket, with people moving goods out of it.

It seemed this supermarket had already gone out of business, and the suppliers were moving their goods.

This place wasn't large, and a new hypermarket, "Yongnian Supermarket," had just opened nearby.

Yongnian Supermarket was newly built, well-decorated, and fully equipped. Besides shopping, it also had a commercial street above.

How could this supermarket compete with Yongnian Supermarket?

As he thought, Qian Ziyong suddenly became excited.

This supermarket was bound to lose money, wasn't this exactly the business he needed right now?

While the other party hadn't left yet, and the goods and employees were still there, he could directly take over and start losing money immediately.

Recruit more people, easily lose twenty or thirty thousand a day, and after three months, directly liquidate for bankruptcy, giving employees n+1 compensation, and the system's five million funds would be directly in his hands.

Most importantly, he wouldn't have to manage anything, no mental or physical effort; the employees could help him lose the money!

Fearing the supermarket owner would run off, Qian Ziyong didn't even finish his meal. He ran inside, holding his covered rice.

There were many people inside the supermarket, some cleaning, some moving goods.

Qian Ziyong scanned the room upon entering and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and tie directing people in the crowd. He quickly went up to him.

"Boss, is this supermarket for sale?" Qian Ziyong asked eagerly.

The middle-aged man sized Qian Ziyong up and down, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and was about to offer it to Qian Ziyong.

However, seeing Qian Ziyong still holding his lunchbox, he thought about putting the cigarette back but then felt it wouldn't look good.

Just as he was a bit awkward, Qian Ziyong took the cigarette.

"I'm not the boss, I'm just the manager. The boss is over there," the middle-aged man pointed to a pot-bellied uncle nearby.