Under the night sky.
Wu Jie drove home.
Anxious, excited, restless… a whirlwind of emotions intermingled nonstop.
"This feeling, it's even more thrilling than winning five million!"
Overwhelmed with excitement, Wu Jie pulled over and looked for a bank.
Seeing that long string of numbers in his account balance, Wu Jie's hands trembled.
Almost instinctively, he looked around behind him, not out of fear of being robbed, but purely as a subconscious reaction.
Gulp!
With a hard swallow, Wu Jie withdrew twenty thousand yuan.
With the warm bills in hand and noticing that his balance had decreased by twenty thousand but still showed over twenty million left, he finally believed it wasn't a dream.
He took out his phone and immediately called his mother.
"Mom, we've struck it rich! I've struck it rich!"
"Silly boy, why are you howling in the middle of the night? Are you sleepwalking?"
"No! It's…"
