Win a Billion Lottery Ticket

It Can't Be Real

It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

April, has never even won a "one more bottle" when buying a drink!

Or did she memorize the wrong lottery number?

"Director, I remembered that another homeowner asked me to go to his house to check the water leakage situation." April said this and started running back without waiting for the director to agree.

Riding on a small electric donkey, his mind was offline all the way, and he arrived at the management office in a trance.

"Hey, supervisor you've finished eating?" Her colleague, Big Sister Li, asked her, "What kind of food did you have today? Was it good, if not we won't go eat."

"Didn't eat, I came back for something." She hurriedly ran towards her office.

Leaving only a back to a few people.

"What's so urgent, your face is red." Nancy said.

"Yo, it seems to be an urgent matter, look at the supervisor's little donkey fell on the ground and didn't even care." Nancy said.

"Must have forgotten to bring a personal cell phone, come back to send a message to the boyfriend to come." Intern guessed with a smile.

"Possibly, haha, after all, the supervisor is twenty-eight years old, if you don't hold on to your little boyfriend a bit to get married, you'll become an old girl in the future." A few people laughed as they talked and walked.

April didn't have time to care about this, the first thing she did when she entered was to unlock the door, turn on the lights, and put down the curtains.

Then she stood by her desk and opened her bag.

Her hands were trembling.

She took the ticket from last night out of her purse.

And opened the page of her cell phone to look up last night's lottery numbers.

Her hand didn't work, and she pressed the wrong one several times, making her anxious and impatient.

Finally tapped on the page.

Confirming one number at a time.

Mouth wordlessly reciting the numbers.

02

08

16

32

20

18

33

Add fifty times.

Again.

And again.

It even got to the point where she memorized the numbers on the tickets.

Was this real?

She went limp and sat on her butt in the chair, but her hand clutched the ticket.

It was a dream, wasn't it?

Like a character in a movie, she seized her thigh hard.

It hurt.

But dreaming doesn't hurt?

A billion dollars.

How much money was that?

April only dared to dream that she won five million dollars even in her dreams, a billion dollars? How many five million?

Is this for real?

She wanted to ask someone to re-check it for her, but in her heart, she knew that she couldn't let anyone else know about this.

The lottery ticket was almost etched in her eyes.

"Knock, knock," there was a knock on the door and she bounced out of her chair as if she'd been pounced on by an animal.

"Who?" She shouted.

"Me, JoJo, didn't you go to the owner's house?" It turned out to be the director who had come down after dinner.

April glanced at the time, surprisingly, it was already ten minutes past one.

She had been sitting here for an hour.

How did she spend this hour? She had no idea at all, she only knew that right now she was dizzy and kind of wanted to vomit.

Probably too excited.

She put the lottery ticket back in her purse and put her wallet back in her bag before she opened the door for the Director.

"Director." April called out to her.

"You look terrible, what's wrong is this?"

"I ...... vomited ......," April dry-heaved, feeling a bit skyward.

She had just laughed in her mind at the shopkeeper who had fainted, and it turned out that she wasn't much better.

The director hurriedly helped her a bit.

"Sit sit sit, what's wrong with you oh?" She said while using her hand to touch April's forehead.

"It's so hot, your face is so red ah Qiao Qiao."

"I might have a bit of a fever." April said.

The director thought for a moment and asked, "Be honest with me, are you pregnant?"

"What?" April warbled and looked up at the Director.

"It's normal for you to have a child at your age, so tell the director honestly, are you pregnant?"

"No!" April was certain, she had been taking short-acting contraceptives for a long time, and she let Xu Lin wear a c****m every time. She was afraid of becoming a mother, the social situation is so severe now, her own condition is so poor, she must not get pregnant at this time.

Instead, the director went along with her as if he had recognized her lie.

"Well, then why don't you go down to the community hospital later to get checked out, I feel like you're really not in very good shape."

Chen Qiao hesitated and shook her head.

"It's fine, I'll be fine after resting for a while."

"Then order some congee to eat, I heard them say that you haven't even eaten."

"Okay, thank you Director, you go rest first."

"Okay, don't hold on, if you still don't feel well in the afternoon, go to the hospital."

"Okay."

The director went out this time.

Pregnant?

Impossible, she was cautious every time, the discomfort was really just because she was too excited.

After the director left she locked the door again and fished the lottery ticket out of her bag.

Carefully rubbing it in her hand as if it was her lover's skin.

She and Xu Lin had broken up the night before, and although she knew it was sooner or later, the breakup still brought pain. It's a good thing that the intensity of the work is extremely intense, and only at night when I have time to think about him when I'm free, but who is Xu Lin now?

No one was as endearing as this ticket in her hand.

Her mind continued to go blank because this matter was beyond her knowledge and beyond her acceptance.

If she won five million dollars, then she would immediately go and buy a small house, then a car, and take the remaining bit as her risk money.

If she won ten million dollars, she would immediately buy a big house, then a car, and give herself a little more money left over to buy some luxuries.

One billion.

How should I spend a billion dollars?

Buy a house first? How big to buy? Two hundred square feet?

A flat in the city costs about 70,000. 24 million for 200 square feet. How much is left?

986 million.

And a car?

A 400,000 dollar car should be able to support me.

That leaves 985.6 million.

How about buying two houses? One to live in and one to rent out, or buy a few more houses and become a chartered house later?

Her current salary comes to seven thousand a month, rent a house for five thousand a month, two houses will be ten thousand, much higher than the current salary, and then buy a commercial pension insurance, the future life will not worry.

She giggled out loud, as if she had already lived the days of being a chartered house.

For a moment she was a little thankful for the difficult homeowners in her neighborhood, if they hadn't sharpened her mind, she would probably have gone crazy by now.

She wiped the lipstick off her mouth and kissed the ticket reverently.

Then started searching where to cash in such a big prize.

This search she realized that this question has already been searched, and has even become a hot content now.

The title was "Where to redeem a billion C-tickets?"

It was a post, Chen Qiao clicked in and found that the owner's entire description was "Someone in this region won a billion dollars, I'm really curious where to cash in this billion dollars?"

The bottom exploded thousands of floors, all lamenting the luck of the winner and how they would spend the money if they won the prize.

Some people also reminded the owner to be careful about his safety, if someone thought that he had won the prize, someone might follow the internet line to find out his address and go to grab the prize ticket.

Chen Qiao's worries were indeed not unwarranted.

Some people at the bottom suggested that he should not go to the prize redemption center so soon, as there must be a bunch of reporters and unsuspecting people waiting for him at the redemption center.

Chen Qiao immediately checked the location of the provincial prize redemption center and the deadline for redemption.

Three months.

You can cash it within three months, and the prize money will be paid directly to the winner's account, with a 20% tax, which means 800 million in hand.

But 800 million and 1 billion were all the same to Chen Qiao, it was just a number, completely more than she could imagine, so it didn't matter how much, it was all inexhaustible money.

She tried searching for one billion on Weibo, and sure enough, there were many reports.

The one with the most retweets was 60,000 times, only because the blogger added a sentence after saying she won "Retweet this tweet the next one to win a billion dollars will be you."

She read through the content and felt a little panic in her heart.

What was even more frightening was that there was a live broadcast underneath.

Chen Qiao clicked in and realized that the place where the live broadcast was taking place was the store where the tickets were bought.

The store owner's wife was sitting in front of the computer frantically issuing tickets, the camera swept through, the line outside their store could not see the end, and the store entrance was crowed with heads.

The store owner is sitting on a couch by the wall being interviewed.

"Yes, I played that lottery ticket, just after eleven o'clock the night before last." He looked red-faced and excited.

"Can you describe the face of the winner?" The host asked?

Holy s**t? What's the point of asking that? Is it because you want me to die? Chen Qiao thought to himself.

"It's a woman, about twenty eight or nine years old, a little fat, it rained that night, all wet, her face seems to be makeup, dark circles under her eyes, two black lines on her face, that's it." Qiu Lao

"You're really a discerning eye!"

"That's true, I remembered, we still have surveillance in the store, I'll look for it."

Qiu Lao Liu took his cell phone out and started logging into the surveillance software.

Chen Qiao almost choked.

"What does it look like, what does it look like?" A bunch of people flocked up to see what the Chosen One looked like, and for a while there were only a few greasy Mediterranean uncles in the camera.

"Found it!" Qiu Lao Liu held up his cell phone and said.

Chen Qiao's heart jumped to one hundred and eighty.

The camera focused on Qiu Lao Liu's cell phone screen.

Chen Qiao simply wanted to reach through the screen and grab the phone and smash it on the ground.

It's over.

She thought.