The Godly Rich System is looking for a replacement, and I've become a weapon!

Tian Yue's biggest support has backed down, so who else can she turn to?

They could only slink away.

After she left, Zhang Yifang smiled again.

The main characteristic of this guy is his unpredictable mood swings.

Do not ask!

The answer is that's how it's portrayed in Hong Kong movies.

Tsk.

If it weren't for the large family members, Zhang Yifang felt he should cosplay as Liang Kun right now and play the "I'm very angry" card with Liu Ruyan.

"Ruyan, call and book a restaurant. Let's treat Mom and Dad to a welcome dinner."

He stepped forward, put his arm around Liu Ruyan's shoulder, and said to her.

"good…"

Liu Ruyan responded, but didn't move. She had many questions.

Her husband seems to be very powerful?

Yang Shao, who was praised to the skies by Tian Yue, was taken care of by her husband before he even dared to show his face.

She was completely bewildered, and her mind automatically conjured up a grand drama about the Dragon King.

Is my husband the Dragon King?

The three-year period has come to an end; let us respectfully welcome the Dragon King back to his throne.

Actually, not only she, but her whole family was completely bewildered.

How did things turn out this way?

Shouldn't they be the ones explaining the facts and reasoning with Zhang Yifang, and then persuading him?

In the end, the young couple lived happily ever after.

I hope to have a grandson and a granddaughter soon.

Isn't that how the script was written?

???

Why did you suddenly lose your temper?

They're suddenly challenging us to another fight?

What is all this about?

???

Zhang Yi didn't care what they thought; he had barely managed to fool them.

Take out your phone and start dialing; don't give them a chance to speak.

Keep them busy so they don't have a chance to speak.

"Hey, Dapeng, come over here! Bring a few guys with you in the car!"

"What the hell? No war? I just asked you to run an errand."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yifang started looking for work again. His main strategy was to minimize communication.

"Mom, Uncle Fang, Mom and Dad, please sit down and rest for a while. I still have some work to do."

"Xiao Tao, Yi Lan, come and give me a hand."

"Ruyan, where's our large suitcase from our honeymoon? Find it for me, I need to use it."

As he spoke, Zhang Yifang led his stepbrother and younger sister into the bedroom.

Ten million in cash was neatly arranged on the bed.

Fang Juntao and Fang Yilan were dumbfounded; it was the first time in their lives they had ever seen so much money.

As Liu Ruyan pulled her suitcase over, the handle slipped, and the suitcase crashed to the floor with a thud.

"Honey... what... what is this???"

"It's noodles, braised noodles with tomatoes and eggs!"

Zhang Yifang glanced at her and answered in a serious tone.

Liu Ruyan rolled her eyes dramatically and slapped him:

"Ugh! You're teasing me again."

"How could I not recognize this as money! I mean, how much money is this? This is the first time I've ever seen so much money."

As she spoke, she hooked her arm around Zhang Yifang's and rubbed against him with the Initial D-style hand gesture.

At this moment, Liu Ruyan suddenly became sensible and well-behaved.

What financial power?

What is an argument or a cold war?

That doesn't exist at all!

I have no idea what you're talking about.

My husband and I are the best of the best!

Zhang Yifang noticed this and used the [Eye of Truth] to check the favorability rating.

93!

He realized that this was the so-called economic status determining family status.

He used to earn a few hundred thousand a year, and Liu Ruyan was thinking about how to control him, so she wanted financial control.

Now that he has ten million in front of her, Liu Ruyan is showing her submissive and dependent side.

At least for her current threshold, the impact of 10 million yuan in cash is enough to make Liu Ruyan a good wife.

He once read a passage that said this.

Don't spend too much time on relationships.

With money and ability, all relationships will go smoothly. If they don't, it's because you don't have enough money and ability.

Now, Zhang Yifang feels the same way!

"That's not much money, only ten million."

"Alright, stop being so lovey-dovey! Bring the suitcase over here, and put all the money in there."

Zhang Yifang pinched her cheek and gave her instructions.

Listen, listen!

That damn nouveau riche's comment.

That attempt to act cool was so forced!

It involves absolutely no technical skill.

But with a pile of cash as a backdrop, this pretentious act appears so simple and unpretentious.

It wasn't just Liu Ruyan.

"Brother, why do you and sister-in-law need to do this little thing? My sister and I can handle it in no time."

Fang Juntao, standing next to him, patted his chest. This was the first time in over ten years that he had called someone "brother" so affectionately.

Actually, this kid is thinking to himself, "My older brother is so awesome now, will he hold a grudge from when we were kids?"

No, I need to make a good impression quickly and make up for it.

Fang Yilan, who was still in junior high school, nodded like a chick next to her.

The little girl had her own agenda; she had to take a picture with this pile of money so she could brag about it to her classmates at school—that would make her so proud.

"Okay... whatever makes you happy."

Zhang Yifang never intended to do it himself; he called them over to help out.

Before taking action, Fang Yilan raised her hand to speak, just like a primary school student:

"Brother, can I take a picture with this pile of money?"

"It's your older brother's money, so feel free to take pictures."

With Zhang Yifang's permission, Fang Yilan started taking selfies in front of the pile of money and shared them in her group chat with her girlfriends.

Fang Juntao couldn't resist taking two pictures.

Actually, Liu Ruyan also wanted to take a nine-grid photo and post it on her WeChat Moments.

But as the eldest sister-in-law, she had to maintain a certain image in front of her younger siblings.

Moreover, she thought that since it was her own money, she could take pictures however she wanted once she came home at night and closed the door.

Fang Yilan stared at her phone, tapping the screen repeatedly.

Too sweet: "Have you ever seen money before?"

Overly sweet: "Have you ever seen ten million in cash?"

Overly sweet: "Do you know how heavy ten million is?"

Overly sweet: "Have you ever been to high society?"

Fang Yilan typed frantically, as if the money were hers.

Moon Postman: "??????"

Peach Soft Sauce: "??????"

Moon Postman: "666, I photoshopped a picture and made her hallucinate! Silly Lucky thinks she's entered high society?"

Peach Soft Sauce: "Exactly! Upper class, my foot! Even if someone had ten million, putting it on their bed wouldn't make them upper class; they'd just be a nouveau riche!"

Two of her best friends in the group retorted to Fang Yilan, which made her so angry that she almost fell over.

Overly sweet: "Seriously, sister, can you even pull 50 yuan out of your pocket?"

Overly sweet: "You guys even have a review with over ten million? Honestly, if you two actually met someone with ten million, wouldn't you kneel down and kowtow to them twice?"

Overly sweet: "You even photoshopped the pictures? Looks like you two really don't know the capabilities of my company!"

Overly sweet: "I'm not pretending anymore, my family is super rich, I'm coming clean!"

Moon Postman: "Image: A middle finger raised."

Moon Postman: "Why don't you go to the Third Hospital to have your brain checked?"

Peach Soft Sauce: "Image: A middle finger raised."

Peach Gummies: "Everyone has their own expertise; if you're looking to get your brain checked, you should go to Qingshan Hospital."

In a fit of anger, Fang Yilan suddenly opened a video call.

After a short while, three small faces appeared on the three small squares on the screen.

"Yo yo, isn't this the nouveau riche Lan? What's up, want to show us your ten million?"

The girl with the WeChat name "Moonlight Postman" speaks like a seasoned witty old man from the moment she opens her mouth.

Peach Sauce retorted, "Wang Yuhan, don't provoke your sister Lan, or she might bury you in money."

The Moon Postman chuckled, "Oh my, that scared me to death! Liu Siqi, aren't you afraid?"

Peach Soft Sauce: "Hahaha! I'm so scared! Hahaha!"

The two little girls, like villains, were unleashing their fury when their smiles abruptly vanished.

The front-facing camera, which was originally pointing at Fang Yilan, was flipped into a rear-facing camera.

Ten million in cash piled on the bed filled the entire screen.

Moon Postman: "Holy crap!"

Peach Soft Sauce: "Holy crap!"

Overly sweet: "Scream! Keep screaming! If I don't give you something real, you'll really think your sister Lan is joking."

The phone rang with Liu Siqi and Wang Yuhan's unison reply: "Sister Lan, don't forget us when you become rich and powerful!"

Fang Yilan: "Roll over, baby ox!"

Liu Siqi and Wang Yuhan both scoffed in unison, "Tch!"

Wang Yuhan: "Just pretending is fine, but do you really think it's your own money?"

Liu Siqi: "Do your aunt and uncle know you're taking pictures with family money to show off?"

Liu Siqi: "Girl! Let me be blunt, no matter how amazing your photos are, you still won't get to eat Crazy Thursday next week."

The two of them exposed her without any mercy, which made Fang Yilan so angry that she came back to her senses.

Just as the two girls were frantically attacking Fang Yilan.

Zhang Yifang stepped in to help his younger sister out of the awkward situation, saying, "We can afford it! Fang Yilan will treat you both to a meal every Crazy Thursday next month."

The two junior high school girls hesitated for a moment, then their faces turned bright red, followed by two screams that came one after the other.

"what!"

"what!"

"Fang Yilan, why didn't you say someone was there sooner?!"

Then the video call was disconnected.

Zhang Yifang was completely bewildered. He had only said one sentence: "Is it really that powerful?"

Fang Yilan laughed heartily and explained to him, "Big brother, both of my sisters are socially awkward! They talk a lot in front of people they know well, and they're also very sarcastic."

"But if there are outsiders, I'm doomed; I can stutter two out of three sentences."

Zhang Yifang was very satisfied with this explanation, and he said it didn't come to that.

His voice is so magnetic, how could it possibly scare a child?

This commotion made the brother and sister, who weren't particularly familiar with each other before, feel a bit more at ease with each other.

Zhang Yifang casually transferred 1,000 yuan to Fang Yilan as pocket money; as a grown man, he had to keep his word.

These girls are definitely going to get their hands on this crazy Thursday.

Fang Yilan took the money and did the job, putting extra effort into packing the money into her suitcase.

The suitcase was filled in no time.

As a result, even when the 28-inch suitcase was packed tightly and neatly, it could only hold a maximum of 450 million.

Luckily, they had the same type of suitcase, and in the end, we packed two suitcases and a backpack.

And so, there was still 200,000 left to pack.

Liu Ruyan was about to go look for it when Zhang Yifang stopped her: "Put these twenty in the safe, keep them for your pocket money."

Liu Ruyan looked incredulous, thinking back to the argument they had just had a couple of days ago. So this is what rich people are like!

The more you ask, the less they'll give, right?

No, it's not worth it. It'll just leak even more through your fingers.

"Thank you, honey, I promise I won't spend money recklessly..."

"Here's some money for you, spend it however you want! The family doesn't need your little bit of pocket money."

Zhang Yifang interrupted Liu Ruyan and then pulled a suitcase toward the living room.

At the same time, the [Eye of Truth] is activated!

Favorability, 95!

Fang Juntao quickly pulled another person to follow, while Fang Yilan, being quite perceptive, carried her backpack and walked at the back.

Liu Ruyan didn't come out; she wanted to put the 200,000 yuan into a safe.

……

Less than twenty minutes later, Dapeng, whom Zhang Yifang had mentioned, arrived.

His name is Wu Jinpeng, and he usually helps Zhang Yifang manage the fishing company.

To be precise, he holds the title of vice president, but the actual operations are managed by professional managers.

Liu Ruyan opened the door for him, and Wu Jinpeng quickly greeted her:

"Are you my sister-in-law? I'm Wu Jinpeng, you can just call me Dapeng."

The four young men behind him quickly greeted her, "Hello, sister-in-law!"

Liu Ruyan had never seen anything like this before, and her ears turned slightly red.

"Hello! Come in, your brother is waiting for you."

"No need to change your shoes, just go straight in."

Wu Jinpeng and the others followed them inside and were slightly taken aback when they saw the large family.

Zhang Yifang waved to him, then introduced him to Xu Manyun: "Mom, this is Dapeng! He's my right-hand man; he usually keeps an eye on my business."

Wu Jinpeng quickly greeted them: "Hello, Auntie. Hello, Uncle."

"Hello, hello! Children, please have a seat."

Xu Manyun treated them as guests and quickly invited them to sit down.

Fang Chengye also responded.

After they sat down, Zhang Yifang introduced them: "These are your sister-in-law's parents, and my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Hello, Uncle and Aunt.

Hello.

After exchanging pleasantries, Wu Jinpeng finally asked:

"Brother, who are you looking for?"

Zhang Yifang pointed to the two suitcases and backpack placed next to the sofa:

"There's 980 million in there. Take it to the bank and deposit it for me later."

"Let's deposit it in Bank of Communications! The branch manager, Mr. Ma, at the Jianghan Road branch seems alright, let's deposit it there."

"Okay, bro."

Wu Jinpeng agreed, and Zhang Yifang took out a car key from the drawer and handed it to him.

"Did you see the Cadillac by the door?"

Wu Jinpeng chuckled: "I saw it. We guessed it was yours downstairs, and we were right."

"Drive it away in a bit, and help me put on the license plate."

"Hey bro! Which sign should we hang?"

Zhang Yifang thought for a moment:

「挂5个1吧！5个7，5个9太张扬了。」

? ? ? ? ?

Five ones are not flashy.

? ? ? ? ?

Sure enough, as long as there's something real.

No matter how much you try to show off, you'll always be awesome!!

"Alright!"

Wu Jinpeng readily agreed once again: a black Land Rover, a white Land Rover, and a Cadillac Escalade, which could be used in both black and white ways.

This thing is 99% rare, and he wants to go out and drive it around for a bit right now.

There were people at home, so Zhang Yifang didn't keep him. After giving him instructions, he sent him off to do his business.

Two people were left behind to drive him.