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

At seven o'clock in the morning, Song Zuer flew back to Beijing with dark circles under her eyes. Today she was going back to school.

Along the way, she began to question the meaning of life.

She clearly slept with Lao Deng last night, and only slept for three hours in total.

When she finally managed to get up from her alarm clock in the morning, Zhang Yifang, that old man, was already engrossed in playing King of Glory.

He even spoke passionately and enthusiastically about someone else's mother's health while his microphone was on.

Not a buddy!

Who is 21 and who is 32 between us?

hiss!

Damn it, could this old man be sucking my yin energy?

Fine, I'll just take a little.

Let's consider this a reward for his hard work!

How should I put it!

She was able to give this man a very strong sense of physical examination, a strong sense of physical examination throughout, very strong.

Anyway, she planned to make Zhang Yifang her regular haunt, and would call him whenever she had free time.

Will he refuse?

Stop kidding, it's fine to talk about it online, but in real life, who doesn't want to get all worked up...

As for why Zhang Yifang was so energetic?

Because he can take a nap after waking up.

After Song Zuer was picked up by her team, the room was canceled, after all, she is a female celebrity.

Zhang Yifang booked a room at Raffles Hotel and slept until noon.

I made video calls to both of my wives, and I had to catch up with them while I was away from other women.

Pooh!

Scumbag.

As it turned out, Du Yu didn't answer the phone at all; it was her assistant who answered and said she was recording a program.

He called Liu Ruyan again, and she answered. Liu Ruyan had gone to be a referee for some kind of competition.

Zhang Yifang only learned today that Liu Ruyan actually has a Level 3 Sports Dance Referee Certificate.

In the video, she wore a black fitted blazer and rimless glasses, which immediately stunned Zhang Yifang.

"I'll be back in a few days, so wear this to pick me up."

Zhang Yifang felt it was necessary to test whether Referee Liu was truly competent.

Liu Ruyan quickly reminded her:

"Ahem! Honey, there's a colleague here, so please watch your words."

Having slept in the same bed, she knew all too well what Zhang Yifang was capable of saying.

If others hear this, it would be extremely dangerous.

Zhang Yifang pursed his lips. What's there to be careful about? Does that mean his colleague doesn't... cough cough, but not in their sex life?

Of course, this is just my inner rant; I can't really make my beloved wife die of rage!

So I switched to the domineering CEO, warm-hearted, considerate, and perfect husband mode.

After chatting with Liu Ruyan for a while, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't given his beloved wife any pocket money this month.

Using another phone, Liu Ruyan sent a WeChat message to the private banking manager, and within ten minutes, she received a text message confirming the funds had been deposited.

"Honey, you transferred money to me?"

Liu Ruyan asked knowingly, "Who else could it be but him?"

If someone were to transfer a large sum of money to her, Zhang Yifang would be furious.

She wasn't asking Zhang Yifang; she was clearly talking to her temporary colleague.

This is only human nature!

Liu Ruyan had only been living a wealthy life with Zhang Yifang for a few days.

Zhang Yifang enjoyed a few more days of wealth thanks to the system.

He showed off a little, but he was already being very restrained.

"Okay! I was busy the other day and forgot. I'll transfer you two hundred to use first. Let me know if you need more."

"By the way, I'm going to Macau this afternoon. Is there any gift you'd like? Send me a message on WeChat when you have a moment, and I'll have someone buy it for you."

As the king of showing off, Zhang Yifang can fully satisfy Liu Ruyan's vanity.

"Thank you, honey! (Thumbs up)!"

Look, now she's not afraid of dying in the community anymore.

Luxury goods!

It can cure diseases.

……

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yifang scrolled through short videos for a while before getting up to wash up.

After getting ready, he bent his arms in front of the mirror and admired his biceps for a moment.

"That's a real man!"

He notified the housekeeper to check out, left the room key on the table, and took the elevator downstairs.

"Hello! Are you Mr. Zhang?"

As Zhang Yifang stepped out of the elevator, he was met by two pretty young women. One of them glanced at him and tentatively asked him a question.

Zhang Yifang was taken aback. He racked his brains for a moment, realizing he didn't recognize the two girls. He then nodded and said...

"My surname is Zhang. What can I do for you?"

"Mr. Zhang, we are your fans, could we please take a picture with you? Please!"

The two young girls looked delighted and quickly took out their phones to ask.

"A group photo? Who is it? Me?"

Zhang Yifang pointed to himself in surprise. When did he start having fans?

The two little girls nodded like chicks pecking at rice, looking at him expectantly.

"No, I'm not an internet celebrity or a star, so how did you all become my fans?"

Zhang Yifang frowned. His first thought was, "Is this a trap? A brand new version of honey trap?"

Then, the two pretty girls' explanation made Zhang Yifang suddenly realize the truth!

"Mr. Zhang, you're a sensation online now. Everyone calls you the 'King of Industry'."

Speaking of the boxing champion, Zhang Yifang knew exactly who it was. Unsurprisingly, he had to thank Boss Xu for the traffic he brought.

But what the hell is this "Industry Boxing King"?

His lips twitched involuntarily. What on earth was all this about?!

"Wait a moment, let me go surfing."

Take out your phone and search for related terms on Douyin.

Good guy!

Several trending topics!

Zhang Yifang had expected to generate buzz, but he never imagined he would become this popular.

Even the companies he owned were exposed by netizens, which earned him the nickname "King of Industrial Boxing".

really!

Beating up a billionaire is all about showing off; that's how easily it goes viral.

It is recommended that internet celebrities and popular idols study this extensively.

Zhang Yifang stated that he himself is a success story!

He now has no doubt that if he created an account, he could easily amass a million followers in no time.

After learning the whole story, Zhang Yifang took a photo with the two pretty girls.

"Don't idolize just anyone! Few of us business people are good; we're all addicted to the five vices: drinking, gambling, whoring, and prostitution!"

"Girls like you who know nothing yet idolize me? Haven't you ever watched 'If You Are the One'? All that 'general manager' stuff, it's all just people trying to scam food, drinks, and sex."

"It's okay. Just admire scientists and soldiers more. They are the real heroes and idols worthy of worship."

When he's in a good mood, he likes to talk a lot, rambling on and on without caring whether the two of them can listen or not.

After saying goodbye, he left, walking out of the Raffles Hotel entrance under the watchful eyes of the two beautiful young women.

He's going to chat with Brother Qiang for a while, and then go get a Hong Kong and Macau travel permit.

……

8 PM.

Zhang Yifang took a boat from Shekou Cruise Terminal in Shenzhen directly to Taipa Wharf in Macau.

As soon as he stepped out of the immigration hall, he saw a sign waiting for him at the entrance.

So he walked over, and the PR lady from Haojiang was very perceptive; seeing him coming, she immediately came to greet him.

"Hello Mr. Zhang, welcome to Haojiang. I'll take care of this."

As they spoke, he took the bag from Zhang Yifang's hand.

Zhang Yifang had video-chatted with her before arriving, so he didn't introduce himself and got into the car directly under her guidance.

It's no longer a Rolls-Royce, but a long-wheelbase Bentley Mulsanne.