Chapter 3 — Bring Five Beast Eggs to Destroy the Crowd

There are rumors online that this time Bui Canh Tham was completely kicked out of the game by Lam So Oanh. The reason is very simple, I heard he went bankrupt. The story was transmitted very mysteriously, and also included a photo secretly taken by a passerby. In the photo, Bui Canh Tham rides a pink electric scooter, with a portion of packaged sweets in the basket. He was stunned at the traffic light, couldn't apply the brake in time, so he just ran the red light. The traffic policeman immediately stopped him and wrote a fifty-yuan fine on the spot. In the photo, his T-shirt is wrinkled like a pickle, his hair is blown into chicken nests by the wind, and his eyes are lifeless. Netizens immediately exploded, everyone in the comment section felt sad.
“Oh my god, is General Director Bui so miserable that he has to deliver for hire?”
“It's so hot and yet you still wear long sleeves to deliver food, it's so miserable…”
"Miss Lam kicked him, even God bullied him."
I scrolled through the phone screen, looking at his unfortunate and lost appearance in the photo, my heart suddenly sank. I quietly opened the app and canceled the order for the newest electric car I had been eyeing. Comment appeared: 【I died laughing. Actually, the male supporting character heard that Lam So Oanh was about to get engaged to the male lead, so he was so angry that he lost his temper, so he ran the red light. It has nothing to do with delivery.】 【It's all because of this woman! If you insist on eating sweet dishes in the old town, you still have to write a few hundred words of good reviews to get a bowl of green bean sweet soup! General Manager Bui has never stood in line to buy food in his entire life.】 【The important point is that she doesn't know that the male lead earns tens of millions every day? Forcing a street person who is the richest person in Kinh Hai to ride a tram to buy sweets, and write a long essay for someone as a gift?】 How many tens of millions do you earn every day? I quietly locked the screen, stretched out my fingers and started calculating. Ten million a day. One month is three hundred million. One year... my mind really can't calculate it. But the comment reminded me that I have five children in my belly. That Vermilion Bird egg is the fetus of a fairy. It is unlikely that we will meet once every few thousand years. Who calculates how much money must be thrown into raising a magical beast? What if they normally only drink morning dew and specialize in eating lingzhi for thousands of years, and still have to absorb the essence of heaven and earth? With five children, you must prepare five parts of dew, five parts of lingzhi, and five parts of essence. Going back ten thousand steps, after birth, there were five banquet tables to be set up for a month, inviting all the prominent figures in Kinh Hai. What doesn't cost money? Bui Canh Tham pushed the door in. I looked at my flat stomach, then looked at him. He was removing the box of sweets, placing the spoon neatly and pushing it in front of me, his tone not wavering at all.
"Eat up, green bean sweet soup has also been brought home."
I received the spoon and nodded very seriously at him.
"It's been hard. But I have to remind you, we suffer a little now for the sake of the next generation."
"What if the kids are born as money grinders? We have to take precautions early. Absolutely do not skimp on places that need to be saved."
"Riding an electric vehicle is so good. Low emissions, environmentally friendly, save money and get some fresh air."
"Even if you earn tens of millions a day, you can't overspend. Is that right?"
Bui Canh Tham: “…” 【Really great. In his entire life, a man has never heard someone teach him how to live in poverty.】 【Woman: What's so terrible about a daily income of tens of millions? There are five money-swallowing animals in his stomach, waiting to eat!】 I patted the cushion of the chair next to me, telling him to sit down quickly.
"Don't stand there in a daze, eat while it's still cool."
"Oh that's right, this sweet shop has ten stamps and will exchange a portion of mango grapefruit sweet soup for free. I already have three stamps, you make seven more trips and we can have a portion of the pagoda."
Bui Canh Tham sat down silently, picked up the remaining spoon, scooped a little bit into his mouth, and took a long time to swallow. After a moment, he managed to squeeze out one word:
“… Okay.”
A month later, it was finally time to check what was in my stomach. I sat on a plastic chair in the hospital hallway, so nervous that I kept tearing my fingers. Even though the comment revealed the plot in advance, I was still nervous. What if? What if those comments are making up stories? What if my 100% physical ability loses its effectiveness when I encounter a divine beast? Bui Canh Tham sat right next to him, bowing his head and holding the phone. The screen turns on then turns off, turns off then turns on again. His thumb hovered over the screen for a long time, but in the end he still didn't send anything and placed the phone face down on his lap. 【Last night, the female lead texted the male supporting character, pretending to comfort her that it was okay to go bankrupt, at best, she could start over. Immediately after that, he sent a few wedding photos, asking him which outfit looked beautiful...】 【The man hid under the blanket and secretly wiped his tears. It was very difficult to regrow some hair, so he plucked it all out himself.】 【Even the knife was prepared, saying that if he checked today and didn't have a baby, he would cut his throat when he got home tonight.】 No wonder. This morning I swept a feather under the dining table. It was bright red, just a small tuft of fluff. I thought it was the fallen feathers of the evil chicken butler, but now I realized it was his feathers. I like plucking feathers so much, if I really turned into a naked bird, how ugly would it be?