Jiang Che's bank account had suddenly been credited with one hundred million yuan.
【Xiao Che, now that there are more girls around you, you should spend money more generously. If you run out, just ask your mom. There's plenty in her stash.】
【By the way, Xiao Che, do you think you could win over your Feifei sister? If you can charm Gu Lingfei, I’ll give you another five hundred million...】
Signed: Your dear mother
Jiang Che: “......”
This is absurd, is this what being born into a wealthy family is like? Treating one hundred million like pocket money?
And... is this considered being ordered to pick up girls?
He felt like weeping. Back in the day, being ordered to charm girls was reserved for the chosen ones, the luckiest of the lucky.
Think about it—bodyguards, personal aides, security guards for female CEOs—they’re all basically following orders to woo women.
But Jiang Che didn’t really care about the money anymore. He already had his own company, with dozens of brilliant women working for him. The company’s business was extensive, covering stock trading, semiconductors, game development, and even cryptocurrency and securities.
Never underestimate a team of sixty to seventy people. They were the company’s top executives, almost entirely controlling the company’s shares and future direction.
A commercial puppetmaster isn’t a joke. The company, like a snowball, just keeps growing bigger and bigger.
It had just started, but the monthly net profit was already in the tens of millions. Once the company grew even larger, the profits would be unimaginable.
It was foreseeable that in the future, Jiang Che’s influence would sprout like mushrooms after the rain, with his presence felt in every field.
【Stop smirking! Jiang Che, you pervert, filthy scum... what kind of potion did you give Yao Yao last night?】
【You idiot, you didn’t feed me my cat food this morning. Do you believe I’ll bite you to death? You piece of trash!】
【Shameless scoundrel, why is my underwear under your pillow?】
Jiang Che was now used to the girls’ insults. Yu Wan’er and Su Mianmian, there was no need to mention them—both had a bit of a bratty nature. If you didn’t punish them, they’d stomp all over you.
Chen Ningshuang was a bit better, though she was somewhat uncomfortable from being teased by Jiang Che. This once-proud young lady now seemed to have grown accustomed to serving Jiang Che.
As long as Jiang Che didn't push her too hard, she would simply endure, submissively yielding to the situation.
Jiang Che’s method for dealing with these unruly girls was simple—SSS-tier culinary skills!
No girl could resist Jiang Che’s cooking.
He simply showcased his talent with a spread of four dishes and one soup.
The moment the plates appeared in the living room, Yu Wan’er stopped yelling, Su Mianmian stopped cursing. Even Chen Ningshuang’s attitude softened.
“Gulp~~~~”
Yu Wan’er’s stomach betrayed her with an audible growl.
Jiang Che even thoughtfully prepared a steamed sea bass just to tease Su Mianmian.
This little wild cat... don’t think you can get away with being a cat around me.
I’m a big villain... do you really think I can’t handle you?
“Come come, Qiangwei, Xiao Jie, you can start eating... Wan’er, I didn’t tell you to eat.”
Jiang Che smirked as he called Yu Wan’er over.
“I... I’m hungry, I only had a glass of milk this morning.” Yu Wan’er said in a cooing, bewitching tone—a childish charm that was impossible to resist.
Jiang Che didn’t hold back this time. Against his better judgement, he caved... and allowed Yu Wan’er to eat.
Jiang Che patted his lap, and Yu Wan’er disdainfully rolled her eyes, then, as if out of habit, sat on Jiang Che’s lap.
【Ugh! You dirty scoundrel, pervert, lolicon. I can’t believe you want to hold me while I eat (contempt).】
But Jiang Che didn’t take the opportunity to take advantage of her—he just held the little girl simply, creating a somewhat touching scene.
“Chomp-chomp-chomp~”
The young lady was petite but had a big appetite, devouring the food with unparalleled speed.
“Shuang’er... you haven’t eaten yet, have you?”
Jiang Che turned his gaze toward Chen Ningshuang.
Chen Ningshuang’s body trembled slightly. For a moment, her heart raced, wondering if Jiang Che was going to let her join them at the table.
As Jiang Che’s personal maid, she naturally didn’t have the privilege of eating at the table. Even though she knew how delicious Jiang Che’s cooking was, she had never tasted it, only sneaking a fingerful of sauce now and then while cleaning the dishes...
“N-no... I haven’t eaten.” she stammered.
“Too bad, then. Looks like you’ll just have to starve!”
Chen Ningshuang: “......”
“Shuang’er, my wrist is feeling a bit stiff today. Help me serve me some food, and feed me.”
Jiang Che knew how to torture.
“You—”
Though she was furious, for the sake of her family of hundreds, she endured.
“I’ll have the Longjing shrimp, plus that pork belly. The one with the right balance of lean and fat, and give me a piece of the sea bass—the belly, where it’s the most tender.”
Chen Ningshuang: “......”
For someone who hadn’t eaten yet, this was an ultimate torment, especially since Jiang Che’s food was so incredibly aromatic.
Even as a grandmaster of martial arts, she couldn’t resist the intoxicating scent, wanting nothing more than to bury her face in the dishes and devour them.
“Meow meow meow~~~”
【Give me some!!! Quick!!!】
Su Mianmian had appeared by Jiang Che’s feet at some point, rubbing against his trousers.
【I want fish! I want the steamed sea bass! Do whatever you want with me...】
Having gone without food all morning, she was starving.
【Let me rub my belly, just give me something to eat... my dear caretaker!】
Su Mianmian had completely succumbed, exposing her soft, white belly and writhing around. She had never imagined she’d one day stoop so low, groveling for a bite to eat.
“You little kitten!”
Jiang Che chuckled, then reached down and picked her up, serving her a piece of fish.
“Nom nom—”
Su Mianmian didn’t hesitate, instantly launching herself at the fish like a dragon, swallowing the whole piece, even larger than her own mouth.
【Mmm~~~ ONE PIECE OF FISH AND IT’S THAT DELICIOUS?】
【Have I walked into heaven? I’m going to die from how delicious this is~】
Su Mianmian felt like she’d been transported to heaven.
Chen Ningshuang, however, couldn’t hold it together. Even a cat... could join them at the table, while she could only act as a maid?
Her gaze shifted to the other girls at the table, all seemingly in harmony.
This made her feel very wronged. Why was she the only one being picked on like this?
【You scoundrel, despicable man, I absolutely won’t fall for your trap... you’re trying to use food to force me to submit to you? NEVER!!!】
But the next second, a perfectly balanced piece of red-cooked pork appeared before her, topped with glossy sauce, radiating an intense aroma.
Chen Ningshuang: “......”
Her brain told her... absolutely not, eating it would only mean falling into this scoundrel’s trap.
Endure! She had to endure!
“Gulp~~~~”
Her stomach growled loudly.
The next second!
“Nom nom—”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
