How Hard can Losing Money even Be?

Chapter 8. Cheap stake system.

How Hard can Losing Money even Be?

Chapter 8. Cheap stake system.

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Chapter 8: 8. Cheap stake system.

The next day, just like the previous, Benny skipped class once again.

This time, Neo didn’t even bother asking why.

With the two of them about to earn ¥8,000 a month, he could already understand why Benny no longer cared much about college.

Well, as for himself...

Neo let out a small sigh as he walked away.

If he really needed money, his parents could casually hand him a million, let alone ¥8,000 a month.

Quitting school over that amount simply wasn’t realistic for him.

Meanwhile, Benny had already planned out his next destination the moment he left campus.

Yesterday had been too late, but Sarah had at least told him about a rather expensive furniture store nearby.

As he walked down the street, he casually opened the system interface in front of him.

[ Tycoon Investment System ]

System Fund: ¥26,620

Personal Wealth: ¥6,096

Benny stared at the numbers and sighed.

Last night, he had only managed to spend ¥250 on barbecue.

For an ordinary college student, that was already considered a huge expense.

But for him?

Since he wanted to spend the system’s money, that amount was very low.

If Uncle Shen and Aunty Luo had somehow managed to scam all his system funds from him last night, he would’ve laughed himself to tears from happiness.

"Hah..."

Benny shook his head helplessly.

"The audacity to insist the beef was free instead..."

Just thinking about Aunty Luo nearly ruining his spending plan made him feel complicated.

A few moments later, he finally arrived at his destination.

’St. Lorraine Carpentry.’

The wooden signboard hanging above the entrance was crafted beautifully, with elegant carvings flowing across the surface like artwork.

Just from the sign alone, the place already looked expensive.

Benny stepped inside and a soft chime rang out.

"Welcome~"

A cheerful female voice greeted him almost immediately.

Benny glanced over in slight surprise.

Standing near the front desk was a young woman wearing a neat black uniform. Her long hair was tied behind her back, and her smile looked extremely professional.

Even a carpentry store has a salesgirl?

Benny thought inwardly.

Benny’s gave her a nod and then turned his gaze across the store interior.

The moment he stepped fully inside, the scent of polished wood immediately filled the air.

Rows of furniture were carefully displayed beneath warm golden lighting.

Cabinets, desks, bookshelves, dining tables—every piece looked refined and expensive enough to make ordinary people hesitate before even touching them.

The young saleswoman noticed Benny quietly looking around and maintained her professional smile.

"Is there anything specific you’re looking for today, sir?"

Sir?

Benny nearly looked behind himself.

Nobody had ever called him that before.

He coughed lightly and tried to maintain a calm expression.

"Just looking around first."

"Of course."

The saleswoman nodded politely without showing any impatience.

That alone already made Benny mentally praise the store.

At least they weren’t the type to look down on customers based on appearance.

As he continued walking deeper into the showroom, Benny suddenly paused in front of a large office desk.

The wood surface was dark and smooth, with elegant silver edges lining the corners.

Behind it sat a tall leather chair that practically screamed "successful boss."

Benny stared at it for a few seconds.

...Damn.

It actually looked pretty cool.

Without realizing it, he slowly walked toward the chair and sat down.

The soft leather immediately sank slightly beneath him.

Comfortable.

Very comfortable.

Benny leaned back in the leather chair again, fingers lightly tapping the armrest as he stared at it.

He could already picture it.

A proper office with a glass table.

Contract papers stacked neatly while people wait for him to sign.

"Should I get this chair..."

The thought barely formed when the system notification flashed before his eyes.

[The chair is too luxurious for the host’s current company scale.]

[ As of right now, you do not deserve any chair above the value of ¥1000 ]

Benny’s expression instantly darkened.

"...Tch."

He clicked his tongue and stood up.

The feeling of disappointment lingered for a second, he really liked that chair but it quickly faded when he turned his attention toward the rest of the store.

He still needed to set up everything properly for ten employees.

If he couldn’t buy luxury, then he’d just scale things cleanly.

"What’s the spending limit for a chair?" he thought.

A short pause later.

[System Processing...]

[Recommended: chair – ¥320/unit]

Benny’s face twitched.

"...Seriously? Fine."

He then turned to the salesgirl and let out a tired sigh through his nose.

"Do you have any chair below ¥320?"

She nodded immediately.

"Yes, sir. We have some at ¥300."

"Good, get me ten of those."

The salesgirl’s eyes lit up slightly as she quickly bent down and began writing it on the order sheet.

Next, he considered the desk.

"What’s the limit on desks?" he thought inwardly.

[System Processing...]

[Recommended: Standard office desk – ¥550/unit]

Benny’s mood soured again.

Everything felt downgraded compared to that executive setup he had just seen.

But he didn’t argue.

"...Do you also have any desks around ¥550?" he asked, turning to the salesgirl.

The salesgirl brightened slightly and quickly nodded.

"Yes, sir. We have a few options in that range."

She led him over to a nearby section and began pointing them out one by one.

"This model is ¥500. It’s slightly larger and uses thicker wood for better durability."

Then she shifted to another.

"This one is ¥555. It’s more compact, designed for smaller office spaces."

Finally, she tapped the last one.

"And this model is ¥550. It’s our most efficient design—lightweight, minimal, but still stable enough for daily computer use."

Benny listened quietly, eyes scanning each option without much hesitation.

"...Ten of this one," he said, pointing directly at the ¥550 desk.

The saleswoman paused for a fraction of a second, then quickly recovered.

"Understood."

She nodded and continued marking down the order, her pen moving faster now as the total list grew longer.

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