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I Can Claim Daily Rewards

If you are looking for action and mafia stories, please try this one. The story will begin like a typical wish-fulfillment story, but I promise you that the plot will become better the more chapters you read. …. Arlan was fired by the company he was working for after being framed by his Supervisor. Filled with rage and indignance from the injustice, he left the company building with heavy strides. He was only a contractual worker in the construction company so he wasn’t able to save a lot of money. The cash left in his bank account was only enough to last him for a few days. If he couldn’t find a job in the next few days, he might even have to live on the streets. While sitting on a roadside bench, he grabbed his phone and searched for jobs online. Suddenly, an advertisement popped up on his screen, and automatically downloaded a shady app. [Do you want to claim your daily reward?] Those were the words that flashed on the screen of Arlan’s phone when he accidentally downloaded the shady app. When he pressed the [Yes] button, the screen suddenly lit up and showed the words: [Congratulations on claiming 100,000!] [The money has already been deposited in your account!] It was the beginning of his journey of becoming a super rich big boss! __________ Note: The setting of the story is in a parallel world of Earth.

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246 Chs

An Unexpected Situation

After checking the progress of the two construction projects, Arlan and the other two returned to Catanduanes to pick up Terrence. 

It was already 7:15 in the evening when they arrived. Terrence and a few young people were already there waiting for them.

Looking at the people behind Terrence, Arlan was surprised to see a familiar figure among the group. 

"Owen!" 

"Arlan, how are you?" Owen grinned when he saw Arlan's stunned expression. 

Arlan laughed heartily as he bumped fists with Owen. "I'm good, buddy! I heard from Terrence that you will be playing for the local pro league next week. Congratulations!" 

Owen chuckled at his words, but then he sighed bitterly while looking at Terrence. "It's nothing compared to Terrence. From what I heard, he would be the 17th pick in this year's NBA draft." 

Terrence grabbed his shoulder as he said. "Enough about me. Let's go somewhere fun tonight."