1 Chapter 1: I Got the World's Richest Man at the Civil Affairs Bureau 1_1

The aging population is becoming increasingly severe. The A-country government is forced to implement a new policy: if you haven't married by the time you graduate from college, the state will assign you a partner.

Want to refuse?

Unless you can afford to pay a daily single tax of up to ten thousand.

Ye Xingguang firmly believed that as the campus beauty of C University, she would never fall into the tragic state of needing the state to assign her a partner. However, on the day of her graduation, her boyfriend, who had promised to get the marriage certificate with her, dumped her.

Without a marriage certificate, the school would not issue a graduation certificate, and no employer would hire her. This was A-country's strictly enforced law. Unable to afford the single tax, she could only get on a coach organized by the school and head to the civil affairs office to draw lots for a partner.

Before she entered the civil affairs office hall, she heard a bewitching voice coming from the speakers:

"Who are we?" "Single dogs!"

"Why can't we find our own partners?" "Because we enjoy solitude!"

"Say it again!" "Because we're ugly!"

Ding Dong——

The doors of the civil affairs office hall slowly opened...

Ye Xingguang touched her gorgeous features, mustered her courage and walked in. After completing a series of procedures, she stood in front of a computer, took a tense breath. Would her lifelong happiness really depend on a lottery system?

What if she draws a rotten apple?

Ye Xingguang hated her ex-boyfriend to death. He should have ended their relationship earlier, not wait until graduation day, leaving her without time to choose a desirable suitor before she was rushed to the civil affairs office by the school!

She could've chosen from the multitude of boys who pursued her in school. How blind could she have been to date that jerk?

That lousy man had screwed her big time!

If she ended up with a man who smoked, drank, gambled, and was abusive, even in death she wouldn't let her ex off the hook!

"Quit dragging your feet! You can't find a partner on your own, and the state kindly assigns you one, why are you hesitating? Hurry up and draw a number."

The rule for drawing a partner was: The computer randomly displayed ten numbers, and the drawer picked one from them. Each number corresponded to a person.

Looking at those ten numbers, Ye Xingguang felt like swearing, could you please tell me, each number represents a person, their height, weight, age, education, family background, advantages and disadvantages, bad habits and so on...

No information was available, only a cold number. How was she supposed to choose?

"Hey, I mean you, if you don't actively pick a number within thirty seconds, the system will automatically do it for you, and then you'll have no room for regret."

The official popped sunflower seeds in her mouth and kindly reminded.

Unfortunately, the warning came too late. Before she knew it, thirty seconds had passed and a number was auto-selected by the computer.

[Congratulations Miss Ye Xingguang, your state-assigned partner is no. 1314521. Please collect 1314521's identification information from the service desk. We wish you a happy marriage, hopefully with two children within a year.]

Ye Xingguang: "!!!"

Shut up, I am not a baby-making machine!

But, 1314521, it looks like a lucky number!

Unfortunately, no matter how good it is, they still treat me like a baby-making machine!

What she should do now is to complete the procedures as soon as possible, find her partner, get the state-matching certificate, and then get her graduation certificate from the school with it. After all, she needed both the match certificate and the graduation certificate to secure a job at the employment market!

Once she starts earning, she could possibly pay divorce tax and choose her ideal lover again.

"Miss Ye, here is the information regarding your match. Please keep this. We have notified your match to come over, and you can process the procedures together. According to our country's laws, you have to live in your match's house for the next year. A civil affairs office official might visit any time."

Ye Xingguang nodded gloomily, took the information, glanced at the name of her match, and was suddenly taken aback.

Ye Junqing?

This name, why does it sound so familiar?

Ah! She remembered!

Isn't that the name of the super-rich man on Forbes' rich list?

Ye Xingguang's eyes widened. Could the state have assigned her a super-rich husband?

How could it be possible? Did she really have that kind of luck?