What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

The husband looked over from time to time.

Akasaki Chinatsu could only endure it and try hard to make her expression look normal.

Soon, she felt her right foot being lifted up from under the table.

Akasaki Chinatsu wanted to stop him, but she didn't dare to move too big, and Li Zhiqiu succeeded in the end. It seemed like something was caught in her stockings between her thigh and calf.

"Well done." Li Zhiqiu put one hand under the table and stared at the screen: "As for the card materials, just go online to copy them. The important thing is to be quick~"

He raised his voice, then lowered it so that only the two of them could hear, "Chixia, if you don't hurry up, President Nagano will be here soon."

Akasaki Chinatsu gritted her teeth, not daring to look at her husband, just wanting it to be over quickly.

Li Zhiqiu soon discovered that he didn't need to move. Although Akasaki Chinatsu was very unfamiliar with it, she followed the rhythm of his hands.

Nagano Shota was sitting at his desk. His expression was extremely conflicted, and his eyes were fixed in the direction of Li Zhiqiu and Akasaki Chinatsu.

His eyes unconsciously fell on Li Zhiqiu's hand, which had been hidden under the table, and from his sight, he could not see any movement.

He seemed to see Li Zhiqiu doing something shameful under the table. What was he doing with his wife?

These images made his heart skip a beat, almost jumping out of his chest.

Shota Nagano felt frustrated and powerless.

He knew that he should stand up, go to his wife, scold Li Zhiqiu, and then hug his wife in his arms.

But my wife's feet had been played with last night.

If we terminate the cooperation now, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

Nagano Shota was conflicted for a while, and suddenly he saw Li Zhiqiu suddenly lean back, his whole body shuddered, as if he was deflated. He closed his eyes comfortably and leaned back in the seat.

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Chapter 50

You can save money by looking at the edges

Nagano Shota's eyes shot towards Li Zhiqiu like sharp arrows. From his angle, he could only see that after Li Zhiqiu exhaled comfortably, he slowly took out a few tissues from the table and put them under the table.

His wife, Chinatsu Akasaki, avoided his gaze and although she was explaining, she was obviously absent-minded.

Shota Nagano's heart sank suddenly. He didn't dare to imagine what was happening under the table.

His mind was filled with various possible scenarios, and each one made him feel heartbroken.

His eyes were fixed on the beautiful face of his wife, Chinatsu Akasaki. Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes were watery, and her red lips were slightly parted. His wife, whom he was so proud of, was being molested by another man in front of him.

Nagano Shouta clenched his fists unconsciously, and his knuckles turned blue and white.

A strong impulse surged in his heart. He wanted to rush forward, drive Li Zhiqiu away from his wife, and protect her with his own strength.

However, he quickly suppressed the urge.

He understood that if he rushed forward now, all his efforts last night and today would be in vain.

"Nothing really happened between the two of them."

Shota Nagano comforted himself that he was not cuckolded.

Just at this moment.

A panel suddenly popped up in front of Li Zhiqiu.

"Name: Li Zhiqiu"

"Holding yellow hair funds: 300 million yen + 600 million yen."

Li Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows. The Dior bag he gave to Akasaki Chinatsu was worth 200 million yen, but he only got 600 million yen, triggering a triple critical hit.

And last night's playing with my feet was a 5x critical hit.

Obviously this is based on the mentality of the person being bullied. In order to trigger a critical hit, the degree of stimulation from the bull must be higher than the last time.

Li Zhiqiu glanced at Nagano Shota.

"Name: Nagano Shouta."

“Funds held: 3700 million yen - 600 million yen.”

It seems that if you want to get more money, you have to be more serious. If you keep doing this, you will get less money next time.

Li Zhiqiu slowly adjusted his pants, pulled out a few tissues, and handed them to Akasaki Chinatsu: "Sister Chinatsu, President Nagano doesn't object to us."

Akasaki Chinatsu did not take the paper. She felt extremely complicated, although she and her husband had agreed that some sacrifices would be necessary for the company.

But her husband watched her being taken advantage of the whole time and just sat there indifferent, which made her uncomfortable after all.

Akasaki Chinatsu took a deep breath and turned the topic to work: "If the game wants to pass the review, it needs further packaging, which is expected to take at least 3 months."

Li Zhiqiu also became serious, pulling away from his frivolous state just now and entering a completely different working mode: "No need to submit it for review, just give me the beta version. I don't plan to launch this game online."

He knew very well that this app could not be put online on various formal platforms and could only be circulated privately.

After hearing Li Zhiqiu's answer, Akasaki Chinatsu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She earned 10 million so easily and quickly sent the test version of the game to Li Zhiqiu.

After receiving the documents, Li Zhiqiu stood up and prepared to leave.

He straightened his collar, looked at Akasaki Chinatsu and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to work with you. I'll leave the follow-up maintenance to you."

"Okay, I'll take you there." Akasaki Chinatsu also stood up and took the initiative to walk Li Zhiqiu to the door.

The two walked side by side. The atmosphere seemed harmonious, but there was also a hint of subtle tension.

Chinatsu Akasaki deliberately walked past her husband Shota Nagano, and a sense of revenge suddenly surged in her heart.

Shota Nagano's eyes swept over his wife's legs and stopped at something on the transparent stockings at her popliteal fossa, which was abruptly attached to the transparent stockings.

At that moment, many images flashed through his mind.

Li Zhiqiu’s expression just now and his wife’s embarrassment.

Nagano Shota's face turned ugly in an instant, but this anger did not last long. It had happened once last night, and it seemed that if it happened again, he would not be as angry as last night.

After seeing Li Zhiqiu off, Akasaki Chinatsu returned to the office.

Nagano Shouta asked her to come to the office.

Inside the office, the air seemed to freeze.

Finally, Nagano Shota took the initiative to break the silence. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Chinatsu. I think we should terminate the subsequent cooperation."

When Akasaki Chinatsu heard this, her heart trembled violently, but the unhappiness in her heart suddenly dissipated a little.

She shook her head gently and said softly, "Forget it, Shota. It's really hard to find a job like this. We are all doing this for the future. I know you feel uncomfortable, but please believe me, I haven't done anything to let you down."

Nagano Shota felt better after being comforted by Akasaki Chinatsu.

The two hugged for a while.

Chinatsu Akasaki walked out of the office slowly, sat at her workstation, closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and tried to sort out her confused thoughts.

Then, she looked at the Dior bag that Li Zhiqiu had sent her. She slowly opened the package and saw the invoice that came with it. The number on it made her heart tremble: 2 million yen.

Akasaki Chinatsu gave a bitter smile and gently stroked the smooth bag with her five fingers.

She could feel the delicate texture on it and the complex emotions welling up in her heart.

Akasaki Chinatsu didn't blame Li Zhiqiu because he really gave the money, nor did she blame her husband. This is the world of adults.

Time comes the next day.

At the corner of the school, a bad place gathers.

Li Zhiqiu sat on a wooden chair, in front of him were Red Hair and his seven bad men. These people usually bullied the streets, but in front of Li Zhiqiu, they seemed a little restrained and uneasy.

Red-haired stood in the front, his face pale and his legs trembling slightly.

Last night's experience made him unable to sleep well. He lowered his head, not daring to look Li Zhiqiu in the eye, for fear that his eyes would not be respectful enough.

Li Zhiqiu took out his phone and pointed at a 2D girl's head on the screen and said, "Every one of you who has taken out a loan must download this marginal app."

Hearing the word "borderline app", Red Hair was scared to death, but he instinctively looked up to see what the borderline app was: "Oh, okay."

He received the file sent by Li Zhiqiu. After installing it, he saw the name of the app, which was called "Border App".

Li Zhiqiu continued: "Tell those people who have taken out loans that you want to collect the cards in the app. They can earn points by watching the live broadcasts in the app, and the points can be used to draw cards. You will buy these cards at a fixed price."

"Ah? Oh, okay." Redhead nodded and opened the app. It was very simple, with just the usual card drawing page, personal collection, and live broadcast. He quickly clicked on the live broadcast and asked curiously, "Boss, but these live broadcasts are empty?"

"It doesn't matter. You can download some borderline video resources and upload them to the backstage." Li Zhiqiu waved his hand.

"Oh, okay!" The red-haired man had a strange look on his face. It was such a good thing that one could make money by watching borderline videos. This borderline APP didn't even have those messy advertisements.

He was not used to the absence of advertisements.

Could it be that the boss is the reincarnation of Bodhisattva?

Chapter 51

Make money

The midday sun shone through the bars of the police station windows into the office.

At this moment, most police officers were taking advantage of their lunch break, sitting around their desks and enjoying the lunch boxes they brought from home.

Kenji Tsuda walked towards Chizuru while chatting with his colleagues.

Qianzuru was looking down and sorting the photos on her phone, her slender fingers sliding quickly across the screen.

Her long hair was casually tied behind her head, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, adding a touch of softness to her heroic look.

The police uniform on his body was neat and straight, and the epaulettes gleamed faintly in the sun, revealing an unspoken solemnity.

After the Nitta Koji incident, the director put her on the promotion list probably to silence her.

Kenji Tsuda walked up to Chizuru and said, "Chizuru, I found a good Italian restaurant. Do you have time tonight? Let's go and try it together."

Chizuru's finger paused on the screen, then she looked up and saw Kenji Tsuda. After hesitating, she looked apologetic and said, "Sorry, Kenji, I still have a case to deal with. I'm afraid I can't go tonight."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Kenji Tsuda's face, but he quickly regained his smile and said, "It's okay, work is more important. Let's go when you have time."

Chizuru watched Kenji Tsuda's back and sighed softly.

After the Nitta Koji incident, Kenji Tsuda's pursuit of her became noticeably more urgent, which caught her off guard.

Her colleagues, friends, and family all thought that she and Kenji Tsuda were a perfect couple, and the pressure made her feel a little breathless.

Chizuru also feels that she is old enough to get married, and Kenji Tsuda is a suitable partner in every sense.

She looked down at the phone screen, her fingers sliding unconsciously, and suddenly stopped on a group photo.

In the photo, she and Li Zhiqiu are standing side by side with bright smiles, as if the sunshine is infected by their happiness.

The memories of that moment flooded back into her mind like a tide, causing her to fall into a brief moment of contemplation.

Qianhe has always treated Li Zhiqiu as her own brother, but does not want to be used by him.

"Which one is the real you?"

Qianzuru hesitated for a moment and saved the photo without deleting it.

He should have returned to school and become a normal student again.

At this time, in the classroom of Jinghua School.

The teacher was lecturing nonstop at the podium.

However, most of the students in the back rows lowered their heads and stared at their mobile phone screens.

"Do you also play 'borderline apps'?" The boy at the back of the classroom saw his classmate next to him constantly looking down at his phone.

The boy's eyes didn't leave the phone screen: "Nonsense, you can earn points by watching borderline videos, and there are no ads. It's so cool!"

"Lin Yong from Grade 3 is collecting cards. Are you going to give them to him?" The student's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Bullshit, I'll do it myself." The boy kept scrolling through the video: "The chance of synthesis feels like it's 50%, really conscientious."

"I'd better give it to Lin Yong." The student hesitated and shook his head: "I have always been a bad person, but that kind of bad person won't hack my card."