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CRASH!!!

A deafening roar erupted!

An irregularly shaped stone fell from the sky, slamming directly into the windshield of a 4.2-meter cargo truck. The stone punched through the glass and landed on the cluttered center console inside the cab.

"What the..."

Inside the truck, Jiang Tao, who was busy calculating the interest rates for an 80,000-yuan loan on his phone, was startled by the sudden explosion of noise. Still shaken, he looked at the spiderweb of cracks on his windshield, then at the fist-sized rock resting on the console.

He felt physically ill. Which idiot threw a rock at his truck?

With a forceful shove, he pushed the driver-side door open and stepped out. He glared aggressively in every direction, searching for the culprit. But after scanning the area, there wasn't a single soul within a 50-meter radius. Finding no one, Jiang Tao looked up at the overcast, gloomy sky above Beijing.

"Don't tell me this rock fell from the heavens?" he muttered. "Damn it, when a man's luck is down, he can even break his teeth on water!"

Replacing the windshield would cost at least four or five hundred yuan—a day or two of work gone in an instant. Just when he was most desperate for money, fate had dealt him another heavy blow.

It was the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and with less than a month until the New Year, Jiang Tao’s anxiety grew by the day. This year, he dreaded the holidays more than a pig destined for the slaughterhouse. For those who had made money, the Spring