When he first arrived in the Capital City, he couldn't sleep all night, worried that if he wasn't careful, he'd run out of savings and end up sleeping on the streets.
But now, all his problems have been solved.
He's found a way to make money.
"Come," he pulled Wen Ran, pressing her to sit on the chair, "wait for me here, I'll show you something."
Wen Ran: "?"
This instantly piqued Wen Ran's curiosity.
"What?"
Sitting on the chair, she couldn't sit still, shaking her head and glancing around, "What interesting thing have you got there?"
"Just a moment."
Xiao Chenye rolled up his sleeves, squatted beside the bed, and reached inside.
With a click, Xiao Chenye pulled back his hand.
Turning around, he held a wooden box.
"Here, take a look."
Opening the box, there were two neat stacks of money and tickets, the tickets varied in type, colorful and abundant, hard to estimate at a glance.
The money was easier to assess.
