The Godly Wealth System Makes Male Gods Turn Into Simps

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Xin Jing...

Chapter 83: Eighty-three billion "Is this... too much?" ...

Chapter 83: Eighty-three billion "Is this... too much?" ...

The next day, inside Chenhong No. 6.

The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the soft sofa where Xin Jingli lies, wearing a simple white suspender home dress that exudes the temperament of a cheongsam, looking generous and elegant.

She had just finished breakfast and was now closing her eyes while the masseuse she had hired was massaging her head to relieve her fatigue from the past two days.

She didn't want to get involved in business so early. After all, she was rich and should enjoy it. However, some people were jealous and rushed to give her money, forcing her to expand her sphere of influence.

In this case, it would be a good idea to take advantage of the situation and consolidate my position in Dongcheng.

You just have to use your brain, which is troublesome.

Buzz-

The vibrator sounded and the masseur brought her a cell phone.

Xin Jingli took it and saw that it was a message from Qin Mo.

[Ms. Xin, I've already made an appointment with the property manager. Would it be convenient for you to come over and take a look tomorrow?]

She didn't want to deal with Qin Mo, but Qin Mo was a high-profile person, and this personality could help her a lot in this matter.

If nothing unexpected happens, everyone important in Dongcheng already knows that she is looking for a property.

Including Zhang Shidao.

【I'll go there tomorrow afternoon. Send me the address. 】

Just as Xin Jingli sent this message, Xu Zhanyan happened to send him a document and a greeting.

[Good morning, sister. I've gathered all the information about Zhang Shidao's associates that you requested yesterday.]

When you open the file, you will see dense information filling up the Excel spreadsheet.

There were too many people, and I thought I would receive it in the evening, but I didn’t expect Xu Zhanyan to send it early in the morning, and the form was neatly arranged and clear at a glance.

Although he had never worked before, he had mastered the skills of a corporate slave, which reminded her of the sadness she felt when she was a corporate slave.

Xin Jingli: [Good morning, you're so efficient, you didn't stay up all night, did you?]

Xu Zhanyan did stay up all night.

He did not dare to neglect the task assigned by Xin Jingli. She had particularly emphasized that there must be no mistakes and no omissions. For this reason, he checked and verified it repeatedly many times and only sent it to her after confirming that it was correct.

Even though she had seen through him, he still pretended that he hadn't worked all night. He didn't want her to think that he was incompetent. It was just a simple document, but it took him an entire night to finish it.

[No, I just finished it.]

Xin Jingli: [Don't work so hard next time, take care of yourself, come over here when you have time, I'll treat you to a meal.]

Xin Jingli: [By the way, there is one more thing I want to ask of you.]

Xu Zhanyan: [Sister, just say it. As long as I can do it, I will do my best to help you.]

Xin Jingli: [I want to invest in your defense system and let Xi Jiyu manage it.]

Xi Jiyu wanted to save face, so he would definitely not agree to be asked to help manage the company now. The Xi family naturally wouldn't allow it either. After all, if this matter got out, it would be like being a "son-in-law."

The Xi family is a well-known family in Dongcheng, but their most proud heir is working for someone else and is in a miserable state.

But now, Xi Jiyu is indeed the most suitable operator.

He has rich experience, business acumen, and good character, so there is no need to worry about any secret activities.

Xi Jiyu had come into contact with Xu Zhanyan’s defense system before, and Xin Jingli wanted to use this as a bargaining chip. Perhaps Xi Jiyu would be willing?

Unfortunately, Xu Zhanyan was not happy.

The first second after seeing Xin Jingli's message, Xu Zhanyan's mouth, which had been unable to stop rising because she said good morning to him, instantly froze.

The throbbing heartbeat also slowed down.

She actually advised him to hand over his hard work to his rival?

And the other party was Xi Jiyu, the same Xi Jiyu who threatened him with the defense system and her information yesterday.

Xu Zhanyan's heart sank and his eyes darkened.

Is it true that... my sister's heart is more inclined towards Xi Jiyu?

And I am just a tool for her, a tool used to protect her information. I will call on her when I need her, and throw her aside and ignore her when I don't.

Thinking back on the number of times Xin Jingli contacted him these days and the content of the contacts, Xu Zhanyan became even more certain that she was just treating him as a tool.

What she needed was never him, but his skills.

The sunlight passed through the old window and shone on the boy's drooping eyelashes. A dark shadow fell on his cool and handsome face. When the wind blew, the hair on his forehead moved slightly, making him look even thinner.

He held the phone tightly, not knowing how to reply.

He really wanted to ask her where she placed herself.

I want to ask her, when her video went viral last time, she asked him to register an account and become an internet celebrity and post photos to maintain his fan base. Was this also for...

For the sake of that day's Weibo post, and to stabilize her public opinion, she treated him like a brick that could be moved at will.

It felt like a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, and the boy's breathing began to become labored. He covered his chest with his hands, and the heart-wrenching pain seemed to penetrate his clothes, fall on his palms, and pierce into his bones.

She was his first love, the first girl he liked.

It seemed like his first love was about to end.

He didn't like the feeling of being used. He had backbone and couldn't work like a slave for her without regrets just because she had helped him.

Even if he likes her, he is still unwilling to bet everything on a relationship that has no chance and no future.

For now, the defense system is everything to him, and it is the bargaining chip he will use to achieve class advancement in the future.

Buzz-

Xin Jingli: [What's wrong? Did you pull an all-nighter and fall asleep? It's okay, your health is more important. Answer me when you wake up.]

Xin Jingli: [Children should stay up late less.]

The message popped up again, Xu Zhanyan's eyelids trembled, and in his heart, the withered flowers sprouted new buds.

She cares about him.

She called him little friend.

She wasn't blaming him for not replying for such a long time, but was worried about him.

In fact, when it comes to the mission, she also values ​​him very much.

Otherwise she would call him directly and ask him why he didn't agree and why he didn't reply to the message.

She should have directly used the favor he owed her to coerce him into agreeing instead of asking for his opinion.

Yes, she still cares about him.

Thinking of the scene in the alley that day, Xu Zhanyan smiled.

Facing those debt collectors, she was powerless, but she tried her best to stand in front of them and endure the pointing and criticizing of passers-by together with him.

But now, he was facing a hypocritical rival in love, and he actually wanted to back down because of her few words. He was simply cowardly.

Xu Zhanyan looked at the two messages from Xin Jingli, and his eyes gradually changed from clear to cloudy and scheming.

Because not far below her name is Jingyun.

So what about Xi Jiyu? Two fists can't beat four hands. Being stabbed by your brothers must be unpleasant.

Xu Zhanyan first opened Jingyun's dialog box: [I agree to cooperate, but there is one condition.]

Now that Xin Jingli needs his skills, it means he has a competitive advantage.

The defense system is his only bargaining chip, and Xi Jiyu, a person who wants to use Xin Jingli's information as a bargaining chip, must not stay around her for too long.

It is even more impossible to have a defense system.

After agreeing on the terms with Jingyun, Xu Zhanyan replied to Xin Jingli's message: "Sister, what do you need the defense system for? I can help you with it, no investment required."

Hand it over to Xi Jiyu? Impossible, even if I kill myself, I won't.

Xin Jingli: [Xi Jiyu has the operating capital, and you have the technology. If you work together, it will be a win-win situation for both of you.]

Looking at this message, Xu Zhanyan almost laughed out loud.

No matter what Xin Jingli's purpose is, he will never give in. No matter who he cooperates with, it will never be Xi Jiyu.

Xu Zhanyan: [It’s okay, sister. I can find investment myself.]

On the other side of the dialog box, inside Chenhong No. 6.

Xin Jingli was not surprised by Xu Zhanyan's refusal.

After all, they are rivals in love, so how could they cooperate with rivals in love to do business?

However, it was a bit surprising that Xu Zhanyan would be so straightforward.

He used to speak so softly and be so obedient, why is he so strong today?

She was too lazy to think too much about it. After all, nothing had been decided yet. She was just asking casually. The property had not been confirmed and Xi Jiyu had not cheated her yet. Everything was unknown and there was no need to rush.

Xin Jingli forwarded the document sent by Xu Zhanyan to Jin Jingfang.

[Those bodyguards you've found, assign them freely and track the people on the list one-on-one, and send me real-time information.]

Jin Jingfang: [Okay.]

Xin Jingli: [There's one more thing. I'm going out tomorrow. You don't have to follow me. Just help me do something.]

At this point, Jin Jingfang did not respond.

Xin Jingli said, "Hmm?"

What's going on? How could one or two of them go so long without replying? Isn't their favorability rating at 90 or above? They're practically licking their boots, yet they still wouldn't reply?

Xu Zhanyan was like this, why is Jin Jingfang like this now?

Could it be that he feels that he has too many rivals in love and wants to rebel?

Before she could come to a conclusion, hurried footsteps were heard at the door, and a tall man walked in quickly and stood beside her, blocking the incoming sunlight and keeping her safely in the center of the wide shadow.

"How can I leave your side? For a whole day! No, it's too dangerous!" Jin Jingfang frowned, not noticing the surprised and horrified looks of the masseuses behind Xin Jingli.

The surprise comes from the fact that a man with a celebrity-like appearance suddenly appears before one's eyes, and anyone who sees him will feel better.

She was horrified because although this man was handsome, his facial features were too sharp, making him look cold and unapproachable. But those words just now, although they were accusations, sounded... so intimate and ambiguous, as if she was an indispensable person to him.

The masseuses looked at Jin Jingfang, then at Xin Jingli, and then at Jin Jingfang again, and suddenly they understood.

That's right, this distinguished guest is no worse than this man in any way. No matter how arrogant he is, he should be humble to the financial sponsor.

However, they've seen beautiful women hidden in a golden house, but they've never seen a man hidden in a golden house. This distinguished guest is simply their role model! Male models should be used for fun!

The masseuses pursed their lips, but couldn't suppress the gossip that overflowed from their eyes.

It was difficult to talk with outsiders present, so Xin Jingli sent the masseuses away before speaking, "No, you just need to..."

"I said no!" Jin Jingfang said righteously, "What if I leave you and you are in danger? You also know your current identity. What should I do if something happens to you? I..."

Seeing that Jin Jingfang's serious expression showed no sign of relaxation, as if she was about to do something extremely outrageous, Xin Jingli couldn't help laughing.

"Something happened to me, why did you do that?" she asked curiously.

Jin Jingfang opened and closed his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time, so he just shut up.

Xin Jingli had a teasing mood and tilted her head, looking like she would not give up until she got an answer.

Jin Jingfang blinked and looked away, avoiding her pursuing gaze.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the blocked sunlight fell on the man's back. Perhaps because it was morning, the light had become warm, burning his earlobes until they gradually turned red.

After a moment, Jin Jingfang suddenly realized that he was questioning her. After all, they were master and servant, and he had no right to do so.

No wonder she wasn't afraid of him at all. Before, whenever he had a cold face, everyone around him would be too scared to move, but she...

His clenched fists slowly loosened. Jin Jingfang turned his head and saw her blinking eyes still staring at him. He swallowed.

"You are... now... someone that many people want to... protect... and someone that many people want to..."

Too shy to express his love, Jin Jingfang gritted his teeth as if he had made a great decision. "Anyway, I'm worried! As long as I'm alive, I will never let you go out without protection. It's too dangerous!"

Xin Jingli let out a hissing sound.

It's really funny to see such a tough man become shy.

Jin Jingfang's awareness of being a bodyguard was so strong that it made her feel at ease. She was very satisfied with Jin Jingfang's current reaction.

Unfortunately, he really couldn't follow her tomorrow.

"I won't tease you anymore. Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

Xin Jingli got down from the sofa and walked upstairs, with Jin Jingfang following behind him.

In the gym on the second floor, two people stood side by side in front of a sandbag.

The vertical boxing sandbag is nearly two meters long and looks taller than Jin Jingfang.

"This one is estimated to be 250 kilograms." Jin Jingfang touched it, hit it twice, and said, "It's heavier than the ones in our gym."

Xin Jingli took a step back to make room, "Well, try throwing two punches with all your strength."

Jin Jingfang didn't understand why Xin Jingli did this.

She had already seen his abilities at the boxing gym, so why was she testing him now?

Thinking that she told him not to follow her tomorrow, and thinking that she was not satisfied with his ability and wanted to change people, Jin Jingfang suddenly felt the desire to win.

So far, no one has been able to beat him in his boxing career. If she has a more suitable candidate, that's fine. Let her see her strength now.

At worst, we can call that person out and have a one-on-one duel. There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, and the winner and loser will be clear at a glance. How simple is that?

With the idea of ​​winning, Jin Jingfang took a step back, moved his hands and ankles, and found the correct position for the sandbag.

Bang! Bang!

After two punches, the sound of impact spread in the empty gym, echoing for a long time before dissipating.

The sandbag fell back heavily, bent to the point of breaking, and then bounced back to its original position.

Jin Jingfang guaranteed that there was no one else in Dongcheng who could hit a sandbag of this weight to this extent except him.

He flexed his fingers and turned back to ask, "Is this okay?"

Xin Jingli folded his arms and asked, "Can you knock it down with one punch?"

"No." Jin Jingfang said bluntly.

It weighs 500 pounds and has suction cups underneath. It's impossible to knock it down with one punch.

Although he wants to show off in front of the person he likes, he can't brag.

Besides, he had never seen such a person before.

Xin Jingli just shrugged, took a step forward, and said softly: "Step back."

Not knowing what she was going to do, Jin Jingfang obediently stepped back.

The next second, there was a bang, and the floor shook, causing Jin Jingfang's pupils to shake violently.

Xin Jingli, just like that, right under his nose, wearing a casual sling, without gloves, and without even a preparatory move, punched the sandbag into the corner...

Jin Jingfang looked at the sandbag lying on the ground, then at Xin Jingli who was flexing his fingers, and for a moment he couldn't tell who was the one who needed protection.

"You...I..." He blinked and spoke incoherently.

It's hard to tell who is the one who needs protection.

"Now, can you rest assured to do things for me?" Xin Jingli turned his head and asked softly.

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