[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich":3,"chapter-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-210":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","What's Wrong with Me Being the Last to Get Rich?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2272787,4439,"Chapter 210: 204 Clean House (6k)","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-210",210,"\u003Cp>The atmosphere inside Letao.com was strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, it had become downright eerie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In three days, though media coverage was sparse, Baixiaosheng—a workplace platform with considerable influence—had spread word of its investigation into Letao.com and Luo Jisi throughout the company itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The company’s cash flow was tight, the brand owner Luo Jisi had fled, and the boss had gone to Shencheng to raise money…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the company knew this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This truth, even among professional entities who had lived through multiple Earth lifetimes across countless domains, would be utterly unattainable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the convoy vanished from sight, Qin Siyuan exhaled deeply, then walked calmly down from the city wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We could only take Yao Yao out of the valley, then followed a general direction, circling half the mountain before returning to the dam site—it was already morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because I only caught a fleeting glance, I couldn’t make out the person’s face, but I felt it was a man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Zhang Jun was a hall master of the Sanlian Gang; if mishandled, this could escalate into a full-scale war between the Hong Kong and Taiwan gangs, and no matter who won or lost, Xin Ji’s strength in Xiangjiang would be shattered—possibly even swallowed whole by the other major gangs in alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder she had urged her grandfather to join others in cutting off the Qin family army’s supplies, no wonder she had incited her grandfather to push Chu Yu into raising taxes, no wonder she insisted on blocking the true reports from Jingdong Road, no wonder she wanted Su Cen to leave the capital, no wonder she had her father suppress rice prices during this year’s bountiful harvest in Hubei and Hunan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing me unharmed, the Langya soldier’s eyes widened: “You—your throat?” His punch had enough force to kill a dog or even knock down an ox; the throat is extremely fragile. Yet striking my throat left no mark at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the council hall, only Yang Xuezhen, Yang Jin, and the middle-aged woman remained, stunned into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xin Yuanshu was elderly; even if displeased, he had no desire to engage in such petty rivalries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General Wang said—if you’re going to attack, attack together,” Wang Litang said, his tone stern—he knew my strength was formidable, but hadn’t expected it to be this extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t linger long, glancing at Lin Guanwei as if verifying whether her memories of last night were real or just a dream; seeing Lin Guanwei nod to her, her eyes churned with emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Majesty, we’re both past our prime—why keep eating this old vinegar? Aren’t you afraid it’ll rot your teeth?” the Empress remarked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newcomer was Lin Ruofeng; in rank, the Wolf King matched a vampire duke, and Wolf King Bogart was not newly ascended—he stood at the peak of Wolf King power, equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator nearing the late stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the cooperation of the Tianzhu district players, the Siam district factions gained significant strength and now held clear advantage over the Annam district players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Han was injured, and the prefect personally pursued him—he must have overheard something he shouldn’t have. No one knew what he was thinking, yet he ended up in her chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black smoke occasionally rose from this place, unmistakably identical to the demonic aura on the big yellow dog—but far stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yu Yao judged objects without regard for such things—he looked only at age and craftsmanship. In the antique trade, once your eye is sharp, all illusions vanish. Whether fake is made to mimic the real or the real outshines the fake, the outcome is always the same: the real cannot be fake, and the fake cannot be real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The convoy continued forward and stopped fifty meters from the villa. Chen Nan’s men stepped out first from the front vehicles, escorting a young man with a mask over his face; because of the mask, the Hongxing gold-tier bodyguards approaching the villa gate could not see the youth’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>",662,"2026-06-19T22:51:35.181Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5543f52908213755de3f23be90f9a02cdf36fa40b0d9a236eb1a8fca9b928d52","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-211","what-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-chapter-209",328,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwhat-s-wrong-with-me-being-the-last-to-get-rich-cover.jpg"]