The World of the Rich

Zhu Yu sat in the car, watching the sky grow darker and darker.

"Um, Boss... where are we going?" Zhu Yu rubbed his hands together.

"I'm taking you to your dorm." Shen Jingmo was busy with his work and replied without looking up.

"Okay, got it."

The sedan stopped at a residential complex called Dragon Pavilion.

Zhu Yu could not wait to get out of the car. He could finally go home. What had happened today was just too crazy.

"Take care, Boss." Zhu Yu watched the car leave.

Once the car had driven away, Zhu Yu jumped excitedly on the spot. He turned to look at his dorm complex. Holy crap, does it have to be this luxurious? I'm just an employee, yet I get to live in such an extravagant place.

Following the location in his phone's message, Zhu Yu found his dorm. The door had a keypad lock. Suppressing his excitement, he opened it.

The moment he stepped inside, only one thought remained in his mind: it was huge. It was seriously enormous.

The entire place was spotless, and the original owner's belongings had been neatly arranged on the living room floor.

Zhu Yu curiously inspected the house's furnishings and layout. He casually opened one of the original owner's little boxes and found a large gold bar inside.

He remembered now. The novel had mentioned that Shen Corporation's annual meeting prizes were gold bars. The winners received big ones, while even those who did not win got small ones.

The original owner had worked at the company for five years, climbing up from the very bottom to his current position. The gold bars in his possession totaled a full 2,600 grams.

At the current gold price, each gram was worth 550 yuan. That was over a million yuan.

No wonder the assistants in CEO novels were mostly so loyal. Who wouldn't be loyal with benefits like this? If it were me, I'd work for him with my life on the line.

Of course, there were also betrayals. The disloyal ones either got offered more money by rival companies, or their family members fell ill and needed money. Neither applied to me.

Besides, Shen Group was the top one group in this world. What other group could possibly pay me more than they did?

Zhu Yu was grinning from ear to ear. He picked up the gold bar in his hand and bit it. Solid gold.

Far away at the Imperial Dragon Bay villa, Shen Jingmo slowly tightened his grip on the glass of water in his hand. What was this kid going crazy over? He kept shouting, I'm rich! I'm rich!

Zhu Yu put everything away, especially the 2,600 grams of gold bars, which he specifically stored in the safe.

After taking a shower, Zhu Yu changed into pajamas and came out while drying his hair. Suddenly, he noticed a huge painting hanging on the wall opposite the living room and dining room. "This painting is pretty nice. Is there a smaller one I can hang in the bedroom?"

"Hmm... Yu Qing? Is that the artist? Let me look it up." With a towel draped over his head, Zhu Yu took out his phone and searched for it.

He would have been better off not searching. Once he did, he was stunned. This painting actually cost—one, two, three, four... ten million yuan? Good heavens.

Zhu Yu could not help backing away several steps. He had just washed his hair—what if he flung water onto it? That was ten million yuan. Ten million! Even selling me probably would not get that much.

After calming himself down, Zhu Yu went to the sofa in the living room and stepped on the fluffy carpet beneath his feet. This carpet was way too comfortable.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Zhu Yu checked the carpet's brand. It was from Yuyi. It could not possibly be that expensive, could it?

Zhu Yu lay on the sofa and searched it. Once the page refreshed, he saw the brand's carpets and sofas. The sofa he was lying on was actually from the same brand.

Zhu Yu glanced at the price and immediately sat upright.

Could someone please save me? Why did a single blanket cost 200,000 yuan, and this sofa cost a million?

Were the things I sat on and stepped on made of gold? Zhu Yu hugged his feet and stared at the carpet fibers. Are you guys golden retrievers?

Zhu Yu took a deep breath and carefully returned to the bedroom. Now he did not dare look up anything else. He was afraid every search would deal him another critical hit, and tomorrow he would not even dare come home.

Looking at the two-meter-wide bed before him, Zhu Yu carefully climbed onto it. Even when pulling up the blanket, he did so properly, lying down in a serious sleeping posture.

I had to learn to get used to it. After all, this was a world where people could casually spend hundreds of millions. Wuwuwu...

Just as Shen Jingmo at Imperial Dragon Bay was about to sleep, he lay down and immediately heard that looping wuwuwu in his mind. Shen Jingmo calmly opened his eyes. Let's see how long you plan to cry.

The next day

Shen Jingmo, unusually sporting dark circles beneath his eyes, entered his CEO's office with an icy aura.

Zhu Yu had not slept well either. When he thought about how even the blanket covering him was worth more than he was, how could he dare sleep?

"Assistant Zhu, good morning." Everyone in the assistant department greeted Zhu Yu cheerfully when they saw him.

"Morning, everyone." Zhu Yu clocked in, waved at his colleagues, and suddenly noticed that almost everyone was at their desks—except Su Duoduo's, which was completely empty.

It seemed to be almost time to start work, didn't it?

"Su Duoduo still isn't here?" Zhu Yu frowned.

The others looked at one another, unsure how to answer. After all, Su Duoduo had not asked them to request leave for her.

Just as Zhu Yu took out his phone to call and ask, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Assistant Zhu, crouch down!!"

Zhu Yu had barely turned around when he saw Su Duoduo, dressed in work clothes, leap straight up from where she stood.

Seeing her flying toward him, Zhu Yu hurriedly crouched down. Su Duoduo sailed straight over him, landed safely, and clocked in during the final second before work began.

"Phew, good thing I made it. Otherwise, that would've been 300 yuan." Su Duoduo looked at her clock-in time of 7:59:59 and let out a sigh of relief.

Zhu Yu remained crouched where he was, his soul practically leaving his body. The world was not merely crazy anymore—this was a fantasy drama playing out every day. Even basketball players could not jump as high as you. You're seriously wasting your talent working at this company.