A person is writing a diary in an American comic book, and Iron Man collapses at the beginning.

Chapter 10 The Stark Collapse: Who are you calling "Shit-Big"?!

"Ring ring ring!"

"Ring ring ring!"

The next day.

Zhou Cheng, who was fast asleep, was awakened by a very urgent cell phone ring.

"Who is it, so early in the morning!"

"Can't a person get any sleep?!"

People are always very annoyed when they are woken up from a deep sleep.

After Zhou Cheng subconsciously answered the phone, his tone became somewhat impatient.

"You yellow-skinned monkey, you think you've grown wings, huh?"

"How dare you talk to me like that?"

"Do you even want to keep your job?!"

A series of angry shouts immediately came through the receiver, almost lifting the roof off.

Why does that voice sound so familiar?

Zhou Cheng's sleepiness vanished instantly.

I picked up the phone and saw that it was true.

The nickname displayed on the communication interface immediately catches the eye: SB.

idiot?

This is the damn thing! Isn't this the same idiot boss from my previous life?

The memories from his predecessor flooded his mind, making Zhou Cheng furious.

It is well known that racial discrimination is a serious problem in the United States.

Asians, in particular, are sometimes even lower in status than Black people.

On the surface, he worked at a very respectable software company.

They look glamorous and make you feel proud when you talk about it.

But in reality, it's all just on the surface.

Within the company, his former status was truly lower than that of a dog.

Not to mention the pervasive discrimination and unfair treatment.

His boss, Smith, alone is enough to suffocate people.

Zhou Cheng sorted through his predecessor's memories and realized that the old man had never treated his predecessor as a human being.

They were always bossing people around and never showed the slightest bit of kindness.

The hardest and most tiring work was all left to the predecessor, and even the protagonist had to help him complete his own job.

Just four days ago.

The predecessor worked overtime coding for two consecutive nights to clean up Smith's mess.

He literally passed out at his workstation.

Smith then gave his predecessor two days off, allowing him to go home and rest.

Despite his promised rest, Smith still had to stay home and finish coding the relevant code.

What else can a miserable predecessor do?

Let's keep working overtime.

result.

He died suddenly!

I was exhausted.

How miserable!

Because he had absorbed all of his predecessor's memories and taken over his predecessor's body, Zhou Cheng's empathy instantly reached its peak.

He heard Smith yelling and shouting again, and he immediately got angry.

"Is the code finished yet? You'd better give me some good news."

"Otherwise, I would have definitely fired you, leaving you like a stray dog..."

Smith's voice continued to come through the receiver.

"Go, you motherfucker, you old idiot!"

Zhou Cheng interrupted Smith directly, launching into a tirade of profanities.

Smith, on the other end of the receiver, was completely dumbfounded.

"Were you just insulting me?"

"Do you know what you're doing? Are you out of your mind?!"

Even through the receiver, Zhou Cheng could sense the other party's furious rage.

"That's right, I must have been out of my mind to put up with you for so long."

"You disgusting white devil, you're as repulsive as a pig!"

"Didn't you want the code? I've written it."

"I'll burn it for you when I visit your grave later!"

Goodbye!

"Beep beep beep!"

He unleashed a torrent of abuse, then promptly hung up and blocked him – a one-step process.

Then he quickly logged into the work group and revealed all of Smith's dirty secrets.

I also sent it to the big boss's email address.

And then.

Delete the group, leave the group, and block all contact methods.

After a series of swift and decisive actions, Zhou Cheng finally felt relieved.

Former self, you're welcome, I've avenged you!

Of course.

After Zhou Cheng's actions, the job is 100% ruined.

But Zhou Cheng said it was no big deal, just a passing breeze.

As a transmigrator with amazing abilities, it would be a disgrace to transmigrators if they were to work a miserable job as corporate slaves.

What?

Even time travelers need to eat and spend money?

Zhou Cheng said that this was also not a problem.

After Tony Stark was kidnapped, he sold the house and converted all the proceeds into Stark Industries stock.

Then, when Iron Man suddenly appears, Stark Industries stock will surge, and the stock will be sold off.

The money will come right away, won't it?

This is nothing.

Anyway, his parents died in a car accident five years ago, and the old house became Zhou Cheng's property.

He has the final say in everything.

not to mention.

Who knows, Zhou Cheng might receive some other reward in the future, allowing him to amass a large fortune.

There's really no need to worry.

the most critical.

The best approach is to focus on writing a good diary and improving your skills!

With this in mind, Zhou Cheng regained his enthusiasm.

After a quick wash, I hastily made some breakfast to tide me over.

Zhou Cheng couldn't wait to open his laptop again.

He began to use his mind to write furiously.

"When people are happy, they are in high spirits; the ancients were right!"

That idiot is probably still questioning his existence right now, isn't he?

I really want to see what his expression is like in person.

That would be absolutely amazing!

"Sir!"

"The diary has been updated again!"

Marbury Villa.

Jarvis, who had been monitoring the diary's movements, immediately alerted Tony Stark.

Tony Stark immediately had an idea.

She immediately stopped what she was doing, picked up her diary, and ran to sit down on the sofa.

They began to "observe" it carefully.

I glanced at it and thought, "Wow, it seems Zhou Cheng is in a pretty good mood today."

I just don't know what happy thing happened.

But if that's the case, I'll really have to rely on Shit-da-ke!

[Looking forward to the day when Shit-da-ke gets kidnapped again!]

[Sunflower seeds, drinks, and beer are all ready, just waiting!]

Tony Stark: "..."

This guy is toxic!

Do you really need to be hoping I'll get kidnapped every day?

I've never offended you!

Also, what the hell is "Shit-Big-Kid"?

What a disgusting nickname! How could that guy even come up with it?

It should be soon!

[I saw on the news yesterday that the military has decided to award this year's Extreme Medal to Shit.]

If I remember correctly, Shit stood Rhodes up at the awards ceremony.

[Then, it seems like not long after, he was dragged by the Ten Commandments to a cave to forge iron.]

[Could this be karma for Shit's arrogance? Haha!]

Tony Stark's expression immediately froze.

He ignored Zhou Cheng's teasing and wasn't surprised that he had stood up Rod.

That was indeed Tony Stark's style of doing things.

Tony Stark's current focus is on another very important matter.

Is the day I'm kidnapped drawing near?

The military has already informed me that they will be awarding me the prize in fifteen days!

In other words, I still have more than half a month left?

(End of this chapter)