NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 3:
Chapter 3: Spending Money Feels Great, Of Course!:
Zhou Ming knew Han Mengran had definitely seen the screenshot.
“Don’t you like keeping me guessing, making me unable to figure you out?”
“Fine then, this time, I’ll leave you hanging.”
Han Mengran had indeed seen the 200,000 yuan balance in Zhou Ming’s screenshot—her eyes practically popped out.
“How is he so rich?!”
“That money should be mine!”
“I can’t rush this. I need to string him along slowly.”
She went over the conversation in her head, then replied.
“So pitiful… You didn’t get paid either?”
“How about I treat you to dinner tonight?”
She even carefully picked out a sexy selfie and sent it along.
Hmph, here’s a little benefit for you tonight. Let’s see if it doesn’t drive you crazy!
“See? I don’t have serum anymore, and I look so worn out.”
Zhou Ming opened her selfie—fair skin, flawless makeup.
But he had already been “enlightened” by the system. His taste had changed!
“These girly types… can’t compare to the charm of mature women.”
He simply “read and ignored,” tossing his phone aside.
When Han Mengran saw he didn’t reply, she was so angry she stomped her feet.
“He really didn’t respond?”
“Is my charm fading?”
She checked herself in the mirror. Her looks hadn’t changed at all.
Half an hour later, Han Mengran checked her phone again. The message was still left on read.
“He seriously ignored me?”
“Fine, I won’t message him for three days!”
She opened another simp’s chat and sent a sticker.
That simp replied instantly with a flood of messages, helping her regain her confidence.
Zhou Ming didn’t have time to care about her. His mind was full of fantasies about the mature sister type.
“I heard Jiang Peipei is going through a divorce with her husband…”
“If they really split up, maybe I’d get the chance to get close.”
He glanced at Jiang Peipei’s back. With a figure that good, it’d be a waste not to give her a massage.
While Zhou Ming was off in his thoughts, the end of the workday came.
“Off work—no way I’m doing overtime!”
He tidied up his desk, stood up, and stretched lazily.
As he left the office, Zhou Ming said something rare to Jiang Peipei: “See you tomorrow, Sister Pei.”
Jiang Peipei looked up at him and noticed he seemed different today.
“Ah… see you tomorrow.”
She smiled gently and responded.
…
When a man has money, he starts thinking about how to enjoy it.
Zhou Ming was no different. An extra 200,000 yuan had appeared out of nowhere—anyone would start feeling a little inflated.
“How should I spend this 200,000 to really enjoy it?”
Zhou Ming rubbed his chin, imagining all kinds of ways to spend it, but none seemed satisfying enough.
Two hundred thousand… felt a bit too little!
[Ding, mission issued!]
[Please use money to make yourself happy!]
[Mission reward: 200,000 yuan in cash!]
[Note: Illegal activities are prohibited!]
“Make myself happy? That’s easy!”
Zhou Ming slapped his thigh with a smug grin.
“Time to reward my weathered stomach first!”
He checked the time—it was dinner hour—then headed straight for the most expensive rooftop restaurant at the nearby Edition Hotel.
As he entered the restaurant, the refined atmosphere made his mouth water.
He’d walked past this place many times, always staring longingly through the windows, filled with envy.
“Waiter, bring me your most expensive set meal!”
Zhou Ming had money now. No reason to hold back.
The waiter instantly brightened up and enthusiastically made recommendations.
Soon, Zhou Ming’s table was covered in a variety of gourmet dishes.
“I used to only admire these from afar. Tonight, I’m feasting!”
After the meal, he rubbed his full belly, eagerly waiting for the system’s mission-complete notification.
But unexpectedly, the system was silent.
“Huh? Did I not enjoy spending the money enough?”
Zhou Ming scratched his head, confused.
This meal cost him a whole ten thousand.
“System bro, what are you waiting for? Gimme my reward!”
[Host, your spending has not met the requirement!]
“Oh? There’s a standard?”
Zhou Ming thought for a moment, then revealed a sly smile.
“I know a place that’ll definitely make me feel amazing.”
He pulled out his phone and opened the location for “Water Paradise.”
“Perfect. I’m heading there tonight.”
Zhou Ming acted quickly and called a Dida ride.
As soon as he arrived at the club entrance, a sharp-eyed attendant spotted him and rushed over respectfully.
“Good evening, sir. Welcome to Water Paradise.”
The attendant beamed, his tone full of enthusiasm.
“Is it just you tonight, sir?”
Zhou Ming nodded with a smile. “That’s right. Just me.”
“Do you have any specific requests? We’ll make sure you’re satisfied.”
The attendant enthusiastically introduced the options.
“Give me your best service.”
Zhou Ming waved grandly.
“Two of them. Money’s no issue.”
“Got it, sir. This way, please.”
The attendant’s smile bloomed as he led Zhou Ming inside the club.
Three hours later.
“Ah, that was heaven. Why would I keep simping for a goddess now that I’ve got money?”
Zhou Ming hummed happily as he strolled out of Water Paradise, feeling light as air.
“Sir, did you enjoy yourself tonight?”
“If not, I’ve got even more options for next time!”
The attendant smiled broadly as he escorted him out, still trying to win him over.
“Tonight was great. Next time, for sure.”
Zhou Ming waved with a grin and walked away.
He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly—rich people really did live differently.
“When the clock starts ticking, love begins; when it stops, feelings still linger.”
For convenience, Zhou Ming had rented an apartment near the office.
Though the rent was high, the location was ideal.
His salary wasn’t bad, but most of it had gone to his so-called goddess, leaving him barely scraping by.
But things were different now. It was time to enjoy life!
“No more simping. Time to treat myself right.”
Zhou Ming made up his mind—he would start living for himself, not for others.
[Ding, mission complete!]
[Mission reward: 200,000 yuan.]
[Ding, host has finally awakened to self-worth. Reward: another 200,000 yuan.]
“System bro, you really surprised me this time!”
Zhou Ming blinked, then broke into a grin of pure joy.
Just from eating a fancy meal and getting a massage, he completed two missions and earned 400,000 yuan.
“Hehe, now I’m really rich.”
He now had over 500,000 yuan—more than he’d ever earned from working.
“This isn’t enough for a house, but I can at least buy a car.”
Zhou Ming decided he’d go buy a car the next day—no more squeezing into subways and buses.
He opened WeChat and glanced at Han Mengran’s chat window.
“Zhou Ming, what are you doing?”
“Why aren’t you replying?”
“You there?”
Zhou Ming chuckled softly and didn’t respond.
Instead, he opened his Moments and posted a scenic photo.
“Life is worth living!”