1: Chapter 1: After being laid off, I can see life entries!

"Lin Zhe, let's break up."

On the phone, Su Xue's voice was devoid of any emotion.

Lin Zhe stood downstairs from the company, his hand still gripping the layoff notice he had just received.

He froze for two seconds, his throat feeling dry.

"Why?"

A light chuckle came from the other end of the line.

"You're still asking why? Lin Zhe, you've been laid off."

"You only made a few thousand a month, and now even that is gone."

"You can barely afford the rent, what future can you offer me?"

Lin Zhe looked at the four characters for "personnel optimization" on the notice, his fingers slowly tightening.

"Su Xue, I can find another job."

Su Xue's tone became even more impatient.

"Stop feeding me empty promises; you've been doing that for three years."

"I've accompanied you while eating takeout, living in a rental apartment, and squeezing onto the subway."

"And the result?"

"You couldn't even afford the bag I wanted for my birthday."

Lin Zhe fell silent.

That bag cost thirty-eight thousand, and he only had four thousand two in his bank card at the time.

Su Xue continued: "Lin Zhe, one needs to be realistic. I don't want to waste any more time with you."

Lin Zhe's throat moved.

"So you had this planned all along?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.

Then, a man's voice cut in.

"Baby, why are you saying so much to a loser like this?"

Lin Zhe's eyes darkened sharply.

"Who is it?"

Su Xue did not deny it; she even sounded somewhat boastful.

"Zhao Kai."

"You should know him, right? The son of President Zhao, a partner of your company."

"He came to pick me up in a Porsche today."

The man laughed.

"Lin Zhe, right? I heard you got laid off?"

"What a coincidence, my dad mentioned that department downsizing of yours once."

"For a programmer with no background like you, getting laid off is just getting laid off."

Lin Zhe felt as if someone had punched him in the chest; he suddenly understood.

"Our department's downsizing, was it pushed by your family?"

Zhao Kai sneered.

"Don't think too highly of yourself; you were just a pawn kicked out along the way."

Su Xue whispered: "Zhao Kai, stop talking."

But there was no attempt to stop him in her tone, only feigned gentleness.

Zhao Kai continued to laugh.

"Brother, take my advice. Don't date such a pretty girlfriend in the future; you can't afford to keep her."

"She likes bags, cars, and high-end restaurants. What you can't give, I can."

Su Xue's coquettish laughter came from the other end of the line.

Lin Zhe gripped his phone tightly.

"Su Xue. These three years, I haven't treated you badly."

Su Xue's voice immediately turned cold.

"You didn't treat me badly, but you also didn't give me a good life."

"Lin Zhe, we are not people from the same world. Don't pester me in the future."

The call was hung up.

The beeping sound made Lin Zhe's brain go numb.

The next second, a bank text message popped up.

[Savings account balance ending in 7421: 135.20 yuan.]

Lin Zhe stared at that string of numbers and suddenly chuckled.

The glass at the company entrance reflected his face.

Twenty-five years old, dark circles under his eyes, hair messy like grass.

A layoff notice in his hand, one hundred thirty-five yuan and twenty cents in his card.

His girlfriend ran off with a rich second-generation, and the landlord just sent a WeChat message.

[Xiao Lin, the rent must be paid today, otherwise I'm changing the locks tomorrow.]

Lin Zhe stuffed his phone into his pocket and walked down the steps, his steps feeling a bit unsteady.

The large screen on the side of the road was playing the company's promotional video.

In the video, the boss stood at the annual meeting shouting: "We will never abandon any partner."

Lin Zhe looked at that fat face, and his stomach churned.

"Partner? Heh."

Just as he finished cursing, his vision suddenly went black.

Lin Zhe groaned and steadied himself against a utility pole by the roadside.

The crowd passed by him, and someone bumped into him.

"Are you sick? Blocking the way!"

Lin Zhe looked up, wanting to curse back, but saw a few lines of text floating above that person's head.

[Passerby A]

[Corporate Slave]

[Sub-health]

[Mortgage Slave]

[Recurrent Hemorrhoids]

Lin Zhe froze, reaching out to rub his eyes.

The text was still there.

A woman in a short skirt passed by, and there was text above her head too.

[Appearance: 85]

[Gold-digger]

[Looking for better prospects]

[Mild Anxiety]

Lin Zhe's breath hitched, and he turned his head sharply, discovering that everyone on the street had different labels floating above their heads.

[Delivery Driver: Destined for toil, lumbar muscle strain, good luck countdown 3 hours]

[White-collar worker: Baldness candidate, credit card overdue, secret crush on colleague]

[Middle-aged man: High blood pressure, marital crisis, stress from drinking parties]

Lin Zhe felt a chill down his spine.

"Am I crazy? Or did getting laid off cause me to hallucinate?"

A cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind.

[Entry Trading System successfully activated.]

[Host: Lin Zhe.]

[This system can read target entries and conduct purchases, sales, and transfers under a mutual voluntary contract.]

[Transaction medium: Real currency.]

[Newbie task: Complete the first entry transaction.]

[Task reward: Random entry * 1 (For self-use only, guaranteed to be a positive benefit entry)]

Lin Zhe stood frozen in place.

He wasn't dreaming; this voice was right in his brain.

Lin Zhe asked in a low voice: "Entries can be bought and sold?"

[Yes.]

"Can lifespan be too?"

[As long as the conditions of a voluntary contract are met.]

"What about talent?"

[As long as the conditions are met.]

"What about negative entries?"

[At the primary stage, only voluntary transactions between both parties are supported; forced assignment is not supported.]

Lin Zhe's heartbeat quickened, and he looked up at the crowd.

Those labels from before were no longer strange hallucinations; they were prices, opportunities, and the hidden truth of this world.

Lin Zhe's eyes slowly brightened.

Just then, a white Porsche stopped on the side of the street, the passenger window rolled down, and Su Xue sat inside.

She had changed her lipstick, and her face carried the ease of someone who had just broken up.

Zhao Kai in the driver's seat poked his head out, wearing sunglasses, with a watch shining on his wrist.

"Yo. Isn't this Lin Zhe? Still haven't left?"

Su Xue frowned.

"Lin Zhe, don't be like this. We are already over."

Lin Zhe looked at the entries above their heads.

Floating above Su Xue's head were:

[Vanity]

[Fickle]

[Appearance: 86]

[Short-term romantic luck]

[High standards but low ability]

Floating above Zhao Kai's head were:

[Rich second-generation]

[Player]

[Kidney Deficiency]

[Drained by alcohol and lust]

[Hidden trap in family business]

The corner of Lin Zhe's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed out loud.

Kidney deficiency? Drained by alcohol and lust? Hidden trap in the family business? Su Xue really found a good next partner.

Zhao Kai took off his sunglasses.

"What are you looking at? Did you get dumped and go stupid?"

Lin Zhe didn't reply.

Zhao Kai thought Lin Zhe was scared, and his face became even more smug.

"Brother, how about I introduce you to a security guard job? Three thousand a month, it suits you quite well."

Su Xue gently pushed him.

"Stop messing around."

But she still laughed.

Lin Zhe looked up at her.

"Su Xue, I have remembered what you said today."

Su Xue's face turned cold.

"So what if you remember? Can you still turn things around?"

Zhao Kai started the car.

"If he can turn things around, I'll give him this car."

Lin Zhe said calmly.

"You'd better remember those words."

Zhao Kai laughed even louder.

"Fine, I'll remember."

"But you better figure out where you're staying tonight first."

The Porsche roared away, spraying exhaust fumes all over Lin Zhe's face.

Lin Zhe didn't chase, nor did he curse.

He just stood there, staring at the people on the street.

He needed to complete his first transaction as soon as possible.