231: Living Buddha

Ziyong’s words were incredibly comforting to hear.

It was as if Ziyong wasn’t helping them, but rather they were helping Ziyong.

Ziyong drank a lot of alcohol today, and even the next day when he woke up, he was still a bit muddled.

The next day, he woke up in his own bed.

“Right, there’s something I haven’t done yet!” Ziyong quickly washed up and rushed to Feihuang Supermarket as fast as he could.

The area outside the Feihuang Supermarket’s finance office was packed with people, and when they saw Ziyong approach, they all swarmed him.

Ziyong quickly apologized: “I’m sorry, I drank too much yesterday and just woke up!”

“I’ll process your requests right away. Please line up, one by one!”

Ziyong entered the finance office and instructed the employees to disburse the money to them!

He knew that the amount of money was truly too large.

Even if he had promised in front of everyone yesterday, they would absolutely not dare to disburse the money without his personal command to the finance employees.

Upon hearing Ziyong’s command, the employees, who had already registered everyone’s information, proceeded to handle the procedures as quickly as possible.

In addition to handling the procedures here, they also needed to go to the bank and liaise with the bank staff.

Ziyong said, “This is too troublesome, making customers run back and forth!”

“Let’s go, move the finance department near the bank, and we can handle everything together directly!”

So, everyone began to move things.

Fortunately, Feihuang Supermarket had many staff, and it only took an hour to start operating near the bank.

Now, it was very convenient for property owners to get their refunds; they just needed to complete the procedures here, then go to the nearby bank to finalize the paperwork, and the funds could be directly disbursed.

Watching the money in the bank card decrease, Ziyong felt incredibly comfortable.

Just then, a middle-aged man led a girl over, and upon seeing Ziyong, he immediately knelt on the ground.

Ziyong quickly stepped forward to help him up: “What’s wrong here, sir?”

“Boss Qian, thank you!” the middle-aged man said with teary eyes.

Just as Ziyong was about to offer comfort, another person came over, knelt down in the distance, and repeatedly kowtowed to him.

“Grandpa, Grandpa, you’re so old, aren’t you shortening my lifespan?” Ziyong quickly went to help the old man up.

More and more people came over, and more and more people knelt down.

In an instant, Ziyong couldn’t help them all up.

He quickly turned to the employees beside him and said, “What are you waiting for? Help them up!”

The employees quickly stepped forward to assist.

The people still waiting in line around them, seeing this scene, many couldn’t help but shed tears.

They didn’t know why they were crying.

Perhaps it was because the dilapidated houses they had owned for many years could finally be offloaded, making them debt-free and light, a liberation they had never experienced before, which made them want to cry.

Or perhaps it was because this touching scene broke through the defenses of their hearts.

Many of those still in line also knelt down one after another.

“Boss Qian, thank you! Thank you!”

“You are a living Bodhisattva, a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering!” an old woman cried as she spoke.

When they went to worship Buddha, they prayed for either peace or wealth.

But the one who could truly save them was Ziyong.

In their hearts, Ziyong at this moment was the Bodhisattva who saved them.

This was hundreds of thousands!

Their life savings!

Seeing that he couldn’t help everyone up, Ziyong realized that if he stayed there, their emotions would likely remain unstable.

So, Ziyong handed the situation over to his employees and slipped away.

Walking back, Ziyong felt a great deal of emotion.

He had never imagined that he would save so many people.

For the first time, he realized that the greater one’s ability, the more people one could help.

Looking at the clear blue sky, Ziyong felt that his life had meaning at that moment.

“I want to become the richest person in the world, do many, many things, and change this world!”

Ziyong realized that money was a form of power.

The more money one had, the greater their power.

Since he had obtained the system, if he only satisfied his personal desires, that would be too petty.

Besides, he already had six hundred million.

These six hundred million were his private property, enough for him to spend his entire life.

He could buy villas, buy everything he wanted to buy!

He couldn’t possibly spend it all!

Plus, he could still exploit the system, so he would never have to worry about not having money to spend for the rest of his life.

“Right, system task!” Ziyong remembered the system task.

Ziyong checked the system.

He found that the system had already issued him a task.

[System Task: Lead the technological wave and guide world development.]

[System Technology: Second-generation Residences.]

[Use system technology to build second-generation residences and ensure a final loss.]

[Accept Task: Yes / No]

[System Reward: Doubled conversion of lost system funds into personal funds.]

Ziyong was surprised; he hadn’t expected the system task to give him a completely new technology.

Second-generation residences, what new thing was this?

Should he accept this task?

Thinking about the three hundred million he had already lost, Ziyong felt it didn’t matter.

He had already lost money anyway, and just by looking at the name “Second-generation Residences,” he felt this technology was very low-tech and wouldn’t change the final outcome.

Especially since Big Brother Qu Yuanliang said that the Qinglin Home project was rotten to the core, beyond saving even by immortals.

Since that was the case, what was there to hesitate about?

He was a man destined to become the richest person in the world, so let the storm come more fiercely!

Ziyong unhesitatingly chose to accept the task!

[Ding… Please proceed to the designated location]

The system sent him a prompt, a map marker.

It seemed he needed to go to this place to obtain the new technology.

Then, he would use the new technology to build Qinglin Home.

Ziyong immediately returned to Feihuang Supermarket, went to the underground parking lot, and was about to drive off when Zong Jiashi and a group of people found him.

“President Qian!” Zong Jiashi held several bottles of alcohol in his hand.

The few people beside Zong Jiashi also held alcohol in their hands.

They clearly knew how to handle things.

Ziyong opened the trunk, and everyone put the alcohol inside.

“Zong Jiashi, what do you need me for?” Ziyong was busy with something else and didn’t have time to chat with them.

Zong Jiashi rubbed his hands: “President Qian, I heard you’ve taken over the Qinglin Home property.”

“A few of us have some capabilities in Han City and can contribute to the Qinglin Home project…”

Ziyong instantly understood what they meant.

They wanted to participate in the Qinglin Home project and make some money.

Ziyong nodded: “No problem, I don’t know much about the real estate industry, and I really need your help.”

“It’s great that you can come and help me!”

“I’ll call Brother Qu later to see what he needs your help with!”

“We’re all friends, just bring more alcohol next time you come to see me.”

“Huh?” Zong Jiashi initially thought he had misheard.

He thought Ziyong was being polite, telling him not to bring gifts next time.

Most people say that, but in reality, they want to receive more gifts.

Good heavens, Ziyong directly told them to bring more gifts—he wasn’t being polite at all!

This is good!

This way, they know even better how to approach the situation!

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