Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1307 - 1166: Name and Number!

All the money he had in his possession had disappeared.

This sudden realization was like being struck by lightning, leaving him frozen in shock, not knowing what to do.

How could this be??? In just one night, he ended up penniless!!

The hundred taels of silver he had painstakingly acquired were completely gone, and he found himself sleeping on the street.

This dealt him a devastating blow, leaving him dumbfounded; he stood there for quite a while without coming to his senses.

It was unclear how long he stood there in a daze, but finally, he collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon.

Thankfully, he remembered that today he had an agreement to exchange wine.

If the wine was not exchanged, he would definitely face severe consequences.

To put it bluntly, if Steward Lu didn’t receive his wine, he would certainly throw him into the river to feed the fish.

That would be the better outcome; if it were worse, he dared not even imagine the consequences.

After realizing this, he immediately reached into his coat and started rummaging around. Finally, he found a small bamboo slip and breathed a long sigh of relief upon seeing the writing on it. It was fortunate, very fortunate; the bamboo slip was still there.

This meant that he could deliver the wine today. Although he had squandered the hundred taels of silver, at least he could save his life; otherwise, if the wine couldn’t be delivered, he couldn’t even fathom the result.

In a word, the result was not something he could afford; not only he would suffer, but his brother would be in trouble too.

Of course, although he had squandered all his money, he found hope again with the appearance of this bamboo slip. After all, he had earned those hundred taels of silver in a single day yesterday, so it was possible he could earn it again in the coming days.

Perhaps not only could he earn those hundred taels of silver but even more. Perhaps today, when drawing lots, he might get ten jars of wine, which would mean another hundred taels of silver!

Even if he squanders a hundred taels of silver, would he spend it the same way if he had silver again?

Definitely not.

He would surely use the money to buy an estate and take a few beautiful wives!

Thinking about it pumped him full of energy, then he tidied up his mood and hurried towards the winery.

However, when he arrived there, he found the place already crowded with people holding bamboo slips, seemingly waiting to purchase wine.

Not only were these people waiting, but off to the side, he saw Steward Lu frowning. As soon as Steward Lu saw him, he was filled with anger and waved his hand, prompting several servants to rush over, grab him, and pull him away without a word.

Seeing this, Steward Lu raised his hand and gave him a slap, scolding angrily:

"You scoundrel. How long has it been? Why are you only coming now? Do you know how long I have been waiting here for you? If not for the sake of the wine, I would have broken your legs today. Now go quickly and exchange the wine."

After a flurry of scolding and slaps, he had no power to resist; combined with Zhuo Yue having drunk quite a bit of wine, his legs were a bit shaky, making that slap almost knock him to the ground.

Though he endured the slap, he dared not show any dissatisfaction; instead, he wore a fawning expression, fearful of angering the other.

There was no choice; the other was his benefactor, his "Sugar Daddy." Without him, where would he get silver in the future? After getting the wine, would he sell it to someone else?

Of course, in the future, he might refuse to sell the wine to him because of this slap.

But for now, the ten jars of wine were bought with silver; if the other didn’t want it now, he absolutely couldn’t produce those hundred taels of silver.

Upon hearing the words, he nodded repeatedly in agreement and prepared to get up and run to the winery to buy wine. But just as he took his first step, he stopped and looked at Steward Lu with embarrassment.

Steward Lu, noticing this, frowned:

"Why are you still dawdling here? Why aren’t you going yet? Haven’t you had enough of a beating?"

Seeing the other party’s aggressive stance startled the Centurion, who quickly shook his head and began to speak: