Shanghai City, where lives run on money and power.
Today was the birthday of Aurora, the daughter of the city's most powerful business family, the Zhao Group.
The event was so grand that even the invitation card's design was diamond engraved.
All the city's young masters, billionaires, and elite heirs, dressed in designer suits one flashier than the other, drenched in expensive perfumes, had come to the party to flaunt their status.
Standing in the corner was Han Jue, the young master of the Han Group, with black hair and sharp dark eyes, brimming with arrogance. He glanced at his best friend Luo Tian and said, Brother, Miss Aurora is the number one beauty of our city.
Luo Tian, the stylish heir with brown hair and amber eyes, adjusted his platinum cufflinks and smirked, Yeah, but her attitude is also number one. Last time I proposed, she did not even look at me.
Before their conversation could end, loud noises were heard outside the party hall.
Curious, everyone stepped outside.
And there stood a boy.
Black hair. Green eyes. Six feet tall. A presence too hard to ignore.
But his clothes were not branded, they were simple. The guards stopped him.
Show your invitation card.
The boy replied calmly, I am invited, but I do not have the card.
Han Jue, slightly surprised, turned to Luo Tian and said, Hey, is that Fang Hao. We went to the same school. But he is poor. What is he doing here.
Then he shouted at the guard, Kick him out. This trash must be here just for free food.
Luo Tian stifled a laugh, These people act rich, but in reality, they cannot even afford a decent suit.
Just then, someone shoved them hard from behind.
Luo Tian, furious, turned around and snapped, Who the hell.
But the moment he saw who it was, his breath hitched. In a choked voice, he stammered, M Miss Aurora.
Aurora, with her long silky black hair, deep violet eyes, and beauty so radiant it dimmed the entire party's lights, walked straight to Fang Hao, hugged him, and said, Sorry, I am late.
Fang Hao placed a hand on her head and replied, It is fine.
The entire hall fell dead silent.
Tycoons. Billionaire heirs. Models. Influencers.
All eyes were glued to them.
Fang Hao and Aurora held hands and walked inside. And as he walked, a voice echoed in Fang Hao's mind.
Aurora's trust in the host has increased by 2 percent.
Current trust level in the host, 92 percent.
Aurora's reward is 10 billion yuan.
So 2 percent meant 200 million yuan had just been deposited into his bank account.
And so far, the host had earned 9.2 billion yuan from Aurora.
Looking at the screen, Fang Hao thought to himself, I was not always like this.
Six months ago.
A luxury district glowing under neon lights. 8 PM. Expensive cars on the roads, fashion billboards, loud music blaring from clubs.
In a dark corner of this glamorous city, Fang Hao stood on a broken footpath.
Disheveled. An outsider in a designer world.
His face was streaked with tears, as if a dream had just shattered. In front of him stood Mei Lin, his girlfriend of seven years.
Fang Hao asked in a broken voice, Why are you leaving me.
Mei Lin laughed, with hatred in her eyes, Because you have no money. The young master of the Liang Group proposed to me. And you. You are just a loser selling dreams.
Fang Hao looked at her desperately, But I am working hard, am I not.
But then a luxury car slowly pulled up beside them.
Inside sat a stylish guy with silver hair and cold gray eyes, so arrogant his gaze did not even acknowledge Fang Hao.
The window rolled down. The guy removed his sunglasses and smirked coldly, Mei Lin, I have been waiting. Finally dumped that garbage.
As Mei Lin smiled, her new boyfriend came out and kicked Fang Hao in the stomach, making him fall away as he groaned in pain.
Mei Lin could not hold back her laugh. Right in front of Fang Hao, she opened the car door, sat inside, and placed her hand on the guy's shoulder, saying, Let us go, babe. Last night was amazing. Time for round two.
Then, looking back at Fang Hao, she gave a sarcastic smile, People like you only write emotional poetry. In the real world, only money talks.
With that, the car sped away with a sharp turn. Leaving behind silence, and Fang Hao, who just stood there, watching.
He kept asking himself the same question, Why did this happen to me.
Does everything come down to money.
Should I just die.
No. Death is not the last option.
From now on, I will not be anyone's dog. I will live for myself and rule this world.
And then.
In that darkness, a transparent screen flashed in the air.
Ding. Ding.
A mechanical girl's voice echoed, Congratulations, host. You have unlocked the Supreme Girlfriend Making System.
Fang Hao widened his eyes in confusion, Have I gone crazy.
The system's voice was calm and cold.
This world runs on money. Love is sold. Relationships are traded.
We will pay you to get girlfriends.
Your income depends on a girl's trust level, background, and looks.
Fang Hao, still confused, asked, How does the bounty work.
The system replied.
The higher profile the girl, the bigger the bounty.
For example, if a girl's reward is 1 billion yuan, and your reward is 100 million yuan.
Fang Hao scoffed, Nice joke. I am leaving.
The system went silent. The screen started fading.
Fang Hao turned to walk away, but then another voice rang, Ding. Host, a girl has been detected within 100 meters. Looks, 88 points. Reward details will unlock once trust level initiates.
If you earn 100 percent trust from a girl.
She will become completely loyal and emotionally bound to you.