Instant Millionaire novel Chapter 1

It was raining heavily at 9 p.m. At TS Convenience Store near JM University.

"Hello, TS Convenience Store."

"A box of Durex and two packets of tissue. Deliver these to Room 1302 of Sheraton Hotel by the South River. Hurry up!"

Hanging up the phone, Quincy shook his head. Young people nowadays would never get everything ready, would they?

Quincy found everything for the order in the shop. He put on a raincoat, rode an electric bike and drove towards the hotel.

When passing a flooded road, Quincy slipped. His trousers and shoes were wet and dirty. Fortunately, the delivery wasn't soaked. He didn't delay and picked up the bike and continued to driving.

In front of Room 1302, Quincy knocked on the door. The door soon opened.

"Hello, this is your ..." Quincy was dumbfounded halfway through.

The woman in front of him was none other than his girlfriend, Vicky!

Vicky Shepard was dressed in a white robe, and her long black and wet hair was trailed over her shoulders. A mixed smell of body lotion and shampoo greeted him.

"Vicky, why are you here?" Quincy looked at Vicky in disbelief. He was stupefied until now.

"How can you be the delivery boy?" Vicky was shocked and she subconsciously took a step back. Her mind instantly became messy.

"What's the matter?" A male walked over from the room. He was also wearing a robe and slippers. Quincy recognized him. He was Vincent Johnson from the Department of Economics and Management of JM University. It was said that he was quite dissolute.

"How dare you touch my woman...!" Quincy could not suppress his anger and was about to rush over and punch Vincent.

"Stop!" Vicky stood in front of Quincy. After a short panic, she calmed down. Since Quincy had discovered it, there was no need to hide it. She could just put her cards on the table!

Vicky shouted at Quincy, "Quincy, let's break up!"

"Break up?!" Quincy was shocked. His eyes widened as he looked at Vicky. "Vicky, we've been together for more than a year, now you're saying breaking up to me?"

"Yes! Breaking up!"

Vicky looked at Quincy without any guilty, "Are you surprised? When I ate out with you, we would only eat at roadside booths. The cosmetics you bought me were always the cheapest among its kind. Look at your clothes bought from roadside stands. Every time I walk with you, others are laughing at me, do you know that?"

"This is not the life I want. My background is so good, and I shouldn't be with you, a poor loser. When I was a freshman, I was too naive to be tricked by you, a bastard!"

Vicky spoke with a strong resentment!

"This is my boyfriend! From now on, I, Vicky, will have nothing to do with you anymore. Don't pester me in the future!" Vicky held Vincent's arm and said to Quincy as if she was demonstrating.

"It looks like you're Vicky's ex-boyfriend, the loser!"

Vincent looked at Quincy with a provocative smile. Quincy, who was wearing a raincoat and whose trousers and shoes were stained with mud, was a pure loser. Vincent reached out and took the plastic bag in Quincy's hand. He took out the box of Durex and waved it. With a chuckle, he said to Quincy, "You delivered Durex for your ex-girlfriend's current boyfriend. Bro, you are so magnanimous!"

"Aren't you going to fuck off?" Vicky scolded Quincy angrily.

Vincent sneered at Quincy and said, "It's good for him not to go, otherwise, he will miss a live broadcast performed by us..."

Looking at the couple in front of him, Quincy was in a terrible mood. He slowly turned around and walked out of the room step by step.

"Bro, you don't want to take the money? Hey, that's interesting. You gave me a girlfriend as well as free condoms." Vincent looked at Quincy's despondent silhouette and felt especially joyful as he closed the door of the room.

It rained even harder when Quincy came out.

Quincy took off his raincoat. The cold rain soaked his entire body, but it also refreshed his mind.

So, Vicky still felt disgusted about his poverty. He should be glad to lose such a mercenary woman. Why should he be sad?

Buzz!

The phone in his pocket buzzed. Quincy took it out and saw a text message. But when he saw the number, Quincy trembled and he stopped.

"The Lane family's descendant, Quincy, has passed the poverty exam. From now on, he will have the right to control the property he possesses."

Big raindrops hit the screen, and text message was gradually blurred!