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Richest Man: Getting 7 Billion Red Pockets To Start With
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Complete, First published Nov 30, 2023
Mature
"Ding! Congratulations! You have received 7 billion red pockets!"
"Ding! Congratulations! You have received 50 million yuan!"
"Ding! Congratulations! You have received a Lamborghini Aventador!"
"Ding! Congratulations! You have received 51% stock of a listed company!"
"Ding! Congratulations! You have received a whole tower worth 5 billion!"
"Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, Combat King!"
"Ding! Congratulations! You have received the skill, God's Singing Voice!"
"7 billion red packets? How long will it even take me to open all of them?" Lin Fan complained.
"Excuse me, how long do you think it will take you to earn a million?" a certain random reporter asked.
Lin Fan was silent.
"Sorry, but, why do you keep blinking?" the reporter asked.
"Didn't you ask how long it would take?"
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