Exciting Rewards

Jiang Hao stood up and stared straight at Liu Xuan, saying righteously, "Do you think ten thousand yuan is enough to trample on my dignity?"

The surrounding crowd was utterly stunned.

He had refused!

Ten thousand yuan for two roast chickens, yet that young man had actually refused—and so decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

The onlookers had no idea what Jiang Hao was thinking. He could not take anything from this world with him anyway, so what use was ten thousand yuan? Since this was not his world, Jiang Hao decided to put on a show.

The feeling of loudly rejecting a super-rich man...

Well,

It felt absolutely amazing!

It was exhilarating down to his bones, right to the tips of his hairs.

The bodyguards were about to step forward, but Liu Xuan stopped them with a wave of his hand. He looked Jiang Hao up and down with a disdainful smile, pulled out a checkbook, scribbled out a check for one hundred thousand yuan, and slapped it onto the table.

"One hundred thousand yuan for two roast chickens." Liu Xuan looked down at Jiang Hao as though he had just spent ten yuan.

Holy crap, that rich-man aura was exploding. It was outrageously badass.

Jiang Hao looked at the check. His eyelids twitched and the corners of his mouth spasmed before he said resolutely, "Do you think one hundred thousand yuan is enough to buy my soul?"

The moment Jiang Hao said that, everyone around him was shocked.

But Jiang Hao did not notice that his voice was trembling as he spoke.

The crowd erupted into chatter.

"One hundred thousand for two roast chickens? Now that's a real tycoon. Ordinary people don't have that kind of nerve."

"I think the young man who refused is even more impressive. He wouldn't trade two roast chickens for one hundred thousand yuan. That guy's got guts."

"Could that guy be rich too?"

"Yeah. If he's not rich, then he's sick."

They did not know that Jiang Hao was deeply shaken inside as well.

It was not that his integrity was that unyielding. He knew he was in a movie world, and the check would be useless even if he took it. If this had been the real world, Jiang Hao would have vanished with the check immediately. No—he would have caved the moment Liu Xuan offered ten thousand.

He was not stupid. One hundred thousand yuan meant two years of hard work for him. One hundred thousand yuan could let his father receive treatment somewhere better, without having to worry about medicine costs. One hundred thousand yuan could keep his mother from worrying about making a living. One hundred thousand yuan would let his younger brother and sister study in peace and get into college.

Unfortunately, he could not take it with him.

The roast chicken shop owner desperately wanted to rush over and tell rich man Liu Xuan that he would gladly give him a few roast chickens, even if it meant losing Jiang Hao's business. But after thinking it over, he suppressed the urge. It was obvious that the two customers were trying to outdo each other, and he had no idea what might happen if he got involved.

Rich people could be unreasonable sometimes, and the bodyguards Liu Xuan had brought were not just for show. The other young man might not be without influence either.

The roast chicken shop owner looked torn, but in the end, he did not dare take that step.

Liu Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked Jiang Hao up and down. "There's nothing I, Liu Xuan, want to do that I can't accomplish." As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand.

Jiang Hao's heart tightened. Was this guy about to lose it? He thought that if Liu Xuan waved his hand and ordered the bodyguards to beat him up, he would surrender immediately.

Liu Xuan slowly raised his right hand, placed it over his left wrist, and with a click, removed the watch from it. He tossed it onto the table with a clatter and said casually, "Vacheron Constantin. It cost 1.2 million when I bought it, and I've only worn it a few times. Trade it for the roast chickens. How about it?"

Jiang Hao's heart trembled violently, and his face flushed red. He suddenly raised a hand and pointed at Liu Xuan, making Liu Xuan recoil. The bodyguards hurried forward and stood between them.

Pointing at Liu Xuan, Jiang Hao shouted, "I'm telling you, you... win!"

Then a smile appeared on his face. "Eat all the roast chicken you want tonight. It's on me."

Only then did Liu Xuan understand. He looked at Jiang Hao with contempt, then flicked his hand upward. "Tch~~~"

He ignored Jiang Hao, took Shanshan the Mermaid to another table, and shouted at the owner, "Boss, four roast chickens." Then he pointed at Jiang Hao and added irritably, "Put it on his tab."

Jiang Hao smiled. "No problem. Eat as much as you want. It's all on me."

Liu Xuan ignored him. Once the owner served the roast chickens, he and Shanshan the Mermaid began digging in.

Jiang Hao turned his gaze to the Vacheron Constantin. He picked it up and examined it. Leaving everything else aside, the ring of diamonds alone was dazzling. He put it on his wrist.

A Vacheron Constantin. Before, he had only looked at their advertisements when passing watch stores, never even daring to step inside for a look. And now, he was wearing one himself.

Perhaps this watch was merely one of Liu Xuan's accessories, and an inconspicuous one at that. In the movie, that woman had tossed a watch worth eight million into a pool.

But to Jiang Hao, it was a weighty 1.2 million yuan—an extravagance he had never owned and never even dreamed of owning.

Although this was a movie world and he might only possess it for a brief hour or two, he could still say he had owned it once. Besides, he had only traded a few roast chickens for it.

The people watching nearby were filled with envy. A watch worth 1.2 million yuan in exchange for a few roast chickens—this was better than winning the lottery. Why could they never run into such good fortune? If only they had booked out the roast chicken stand tonight.

The music stopped, the colored lights went out, and the children's rides in the park shut down. Parents led their children home to sleep. After working until past eleven at night, Fat Master finally finished grilling the hundred roast chickens Jiang Hao had ordered.

Jiang Hao made two trips to carry all one hundred roast chickens outside the park. He placed them by the roadside, checked that no one was around, and silently recited, "Collect."

The roast chickens vanished one by one, while the progress bar on the system panel steadily increased.

"Ding! Congratulations, Collector. You have collected one hundred roast chickens, fifty original flavor and fifty cumin chili flavor, fully meeting the customer's requirements. This collection mission is complete."

"After completing the mission, the host may return at any time. If no choice is made, forced return will occur after twelve hours."

There was nothing here worth lingering over. He threw the empty plastic bags into a trash can, then glanced once more at the watch on his wrist. It was 11:58 p.m., two minutes before midnight.

The time did not really matter. Jiang Hao simply wanted one last look at the Vacheron Constantin.

1.2 million yuan.

He had owned it once.

He silently recited, "Return." With a flash, Jiang Hao appeared in his room.

He looked over his body. He had changed back into himself, and his clothes had returned to his own as well. The watch on his wrist was gone. When he picked up his phone and checked the time, only twelve minutes had passed.

The system manual had explained that even if a collector went through an entire movie world, only the length of the movie itself would pass—two or three hours at most. He would not truly grow old in the movie.

When he opened the system panel, he saw a notification.

"Customer feedback: The customer is extremely satisfied with this purchase. The chicken tasted very special, and even the bones inside were wonderfully crunchy. The customer greatly enjoyed this experience."

"Congratulations to the Collector for completing this mission. The system has issued a reward. Please claim it."

Claiming a reward was the most exciting moment.

"Spirits of heaven, spirits of earth, Lord Laozi, bless me."

Jiang Hao tapped the claim reward button on the system panel. With a flash, he felt something appear on his wrist, and the system panel displayed a notification: "Reward: one Vacheron Constantin watch."

"Ah~~~~!!!"

Jiang Hao excitedly waved his fist and shouted, "Awesome! Fucking awesome! This is real, it's real! Ahahahahahahaha~~~" Jiang Hao yelled wildly.

He went to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and took several deep drags. His mood gradually calmed. After thinking for a moment, Jiang Hao grabbed some clothes and left home.

What did Jiang Hao lack most?

Money!

Money!

Money!

So, he planned to sell this watch.

He even splurged on a taxi ride. After paying and getting out, he looked up at the large sign above him: "Jinhui Pawnshop." This was the biggest pawnshop in Binhai City. It was said to have a decent reputation—at least, that was what people online said. Whether it was true or not, he had no idea.

"Sir, how may I help you?" the Hostess asked.

"I'd like to pawn a watch."

"May I ask what brand it is and how much it was worth when you purchased it?"

"Vacheron Constantin. It cost 1.2 million when it was bought."

The Hostess was slightly surprised. She looked Jiang Hao over, then smiled. "All right, I'll call the manager over."

The pawnshop manager came over and greeted him warmly. The appraisal was free. Finally, he smiled and said to Jiang Hao, "Mr. Jiang, this Vacheron Constantin is indeed genuine. It is also a classic Vacheron Constantin model, and you have kept it in excellent condition—more than ninety percent new. It is fully within our buyback range."

"However..."