He Ming really doesn't want to have any contact with anyone or anything related to Zhuang Li anymore.
Because of his momentary weakness and impulsiveness, he has already paid such a high price, and he cannot be fooled by the other party again.
However, even though he was thinking this, when his phone vibrated again and again, and text messages from Zhuang Li kept popping up on the screen, He Ming's heart felt like it was overgrown with weeds, and he couldn't stop being restless.
He sat at his desk, his phone placed far away on the corner, and opened his computer to get to work, but his mind was a mess. He spent several minutes reading a document, but only managed to read two lines.
When the phone buzzed again, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore, grabbed it viciously, and slashed the screen.
Zhuang Li's text messages were filled with love and care. If those messed-up things hadn't happened, He Ming would have really been moved by him. He was incredibly sweet, yet also incredibly deceptive.
He Ming found himself to be a perfect example. He was deceived by Zhuang Li, yet he desperately protected him, as if he had been bewitched by him.
"He Ming, are you crazy?" He Ming covered his face with his hands and talked to himself in extreme embarrassment.
However, a few minutes later, he regained his composure, called Jin Erxian, and ordered, "I want to have breakfast, please pack me some steamed dumplings."
Jin Erxian quickly brought in a serving of steamed dumplings.
He Ming picked up his chopsticks and ate slowly. His stomach, which had been cramping from fatigue and tension, felt a significant relief. He thought: Skipping breakfast is definitely wrong. I need to get some sleep after eating, otherwise my body won't be able to handle it.
He had no idea that while his brain was still resisting, his subconscious mind had already begun faithfully executing Zhuang Li's orders.
Ten minutes later, He Ming threw away his breakfast box, walked into the lounge, washed his face, and prepared to take a nap. Before switching his phone to airplane mode, he inexplicably opened WeChat and checked. He didn't see any new messages from Zhuang Li, and his heart felt empty.
But he soon discovered that Zhuang Li had updated a post on his Moments, and without thinking too much, he clicked on it.
Zhuang Li posted a photo of a plate piled high with crispy fried dumplings, with the caption: "Remember to eat breakfast every day and take good care of yourself."
He Ming subconsciously thought that these words were spoken to him, and his heart trembled.
Seeing that the steamed dumplings had turned into fried dumplings, which were different from what he had just eaten, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "You liar!"
After cursing, He Ming was utterly annoyed. He felt like he wasn't himself anymore. He didn't even know who he was angry with, or who he was fighting with. Zhuang Li had completely messed up his life, but he'd just walked away without a care in the world.
This liar!
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7480 cursed cowardly, "Master, you are a big liar. You don't care about the gods at all!"
Zhuang Li turned on his computer and asked lazily, "Why don't I care about him?"
"If you care about him, you should go and bring him breakfast in person. It's really insincere of you to just send a few text messages."
Zhuang Li patted his skinny chest and said, "Do you think I can outrun those paparazzi? Do you know how many people are watching me downstairs?"
Thinking of the host's almost zero motor skills, 7480 burst out laughing.
Zhuang Li sighed as he hacked into the network: "And I have more important things to do."
"What's the matter?" 7480 asked curiously.
"I want to make the most money in the shortest possible time. The crisis He Ming faces isn't just about having his trade secrets stolen. A precarious company can easily be targeted by financial giants. If the stock price can't be raised and stabilized in time, He Ming's company will be shorted and delisted, and he may face bankruptcy and restructuring next."
Zhuang Li quickly fabricated identities for himself on the Internet, including trader, agent, and manager.
7480 said angrily, "This is all your fault! If you hadn't sent that document, the gods wouldn't have encountered these terrible things."
"Do you think that if the original owner didn't send the file, Xiao Yiheng wouldn't get it? Don't forget that Jin Erxian also has a copy. You don't understand the principle of destruction before construction."
Zhuang Li stopped typing away on the keyboard and said temptingly, "Little idiot, do you want to leave the little dark room?"
7480's heart began to pound. It stood on tiptoe and raised its hands, crying out urgently, "Think about it! Master, will you let me go?"
"If you behave yourself, I'll let you go." Zhuang Li chuckled.
"I'm obedient, I will definitely be obedient! Master, look at my posture!" 7480 knelt down with a plop, clasped his hands together as if praying, his big eyes blinking with tears in them.
"Very good, I will let you go, but you have to help me mine. If you dare not be honest, I can send you back to the small dark room immediately, or even strangle you on the spot." Zhuang Li's tone gradually changed from a slight smile to a cold and ruthless one.
7480 trembled with fear at this, and quickly nodded and shouted, "Master, I will obey you. What kind of mine do you want me to help you dig?"
"I will first make money by trading stocks, and you help me mine Bitcoins. After I have mined enough, I will be the market maker and trade Bitcoins. This is the fastest way to make money." As he spoke, Zhuang Li had already used several identities he had fabricated to enter the stock market.
He invested all the more than two million savings left by the original owner.
7480: "..." Damn! I knew that the host, the devil, would never be so kind!
"What? You don't want to?" Zhuang Li asked with a raised eyebrow.
7480 quickly used his mental power to conjure up a set of miner's clothes and put them on, even putting on a miner's hat. He said respectfully, "Master, do you think I look professional like this?"
Zhuang Li was amused and encouraged, "You are the most advanced intelligent computer in this world. You will definitely be able to mine a lot of minerals. I have already returned the database and computing program to you. Work hard."
Finally connecting to the database and computing program, 7480 nearly burst into tears of joy. The host was truly so kind to it!
7480, completely unaware that it had suffered from Stockholm syndrome, stood at attention and saluted, vowing: "Don't worry, master, I will definitely help you dig up a lot of minerals!" Then it plunged into massive calculations.
And Zhuang Li also began to fight in the stock market.
He held a computer in his arms all day long, and when Shao Yan asked him what his plans for the future were, he didn't answer.
Shao Hui stared at his computer for a while and sneered, "Brother, you're not planning to make a living by trading stocks, are you? Do you know that nine out of ten people who trade stocks end up losing everything?"
Zhuang Li quickly manipulated the stock trading and said without even looking up, "Just playing around."
Shao Hui was so angry last night that she drank a bottle of spiritual spring water but still felt a tightness in her chest. When she saw Zhuang Li, who looked refreshed today, she really wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death.
She pointed at the computer screen and continued to nitpick: "Brother, what is this chart? Why can't I understand it? It doesn't look like a candlestick chart! Brother, are you being scammed? Are you trading stocks or checking the weather forecast?"
What Zhuang Li saw on his computer wasn't a traditional candlestick chart, but a weather map. Cyclones formed and slowly moved across the globe, some coalescing into larger ones while others slowly dispersed.
Zhuang Lizheng arranged his stocks based on this chart.
"I'm using chaos theory to calculate stock market trends. These cyclones represent the direction of global capital flows. This chart can monitor where money is flowing in and out in real time, and all I have to do is invest according to the flow of money. This is software I developed personally, and it's more accurate than candlestick chart analysis."
Zhuang Li briefly explained, then turned around and gave Shao Hui a strange smile: "Don't worry, I will become a billionaire soon. I will definitely let you and mom live a good life."
He knew that the best way to take revenge on Shao Hui was not to let her suffer a disaster, but to live a good life himself.
As long as I live better than her, she will be in extreme pain. Her mentality has been completely twisted.
Shao Hui didn't believe a word he said. She smiled encouragingly, but her heart was filled with contempt and a sense of superiority. She wondered: If Zhuang Li knew I was already a billionaire and had stolen Xiao Yiheng's love, what would his expression be? Would he be so jealous that his heart would explode?
Shao Hui lowered her head to hide the corners of her mouth that were curled up, then walked away with her phone. She had to tell Xiao Yiheng about Zhuang Li's collapse and his obsession with stock trading.
No matter how nonchalant this person pretends to be, his life is still uncontrollably falling apart. Sooner or later, he will bring about his own demise.
Shao Yan was very worried that his son would lose all his money in stock trading, so he sat aside and scolded him for a long time. He also grabbed his son's ear and ordered him to go out and find a job.
Zhuang Li was unable to concentrate because of the noise, so he had to pick up his computer and go back to the bedroom and lock the door.
Shao Yan stood outside the door and cursed for a while. Seeing that his son remained indifferent, he sighed and left.
Zhuang Li was obsessed with the stock market, but she never forgot about pursuing her husband. He would take a photo of delicious food each morning, noon, and lunch, and send it to He Ming to remind him to eat on time. At night, he would take a photo of himself lying in bed and say goodnight.
After getting up, he would take a picture of his face, which looked fresh and rosy after being showered with hot water, and say "Good morning".
If he caught a glimpse of the small potted cactus next to his computer, he would take a picture of it and jokingly ask, "Does it look like you?"
He Ming never replied, but he could still ask and answer his own questions, entertaining himself: [I think it looks a lot like you. It's covered in thorns, but it's very cute, just like you.]
7480 quipped while mining: "Don't post it, the gods won't even open it to see it."
"He will open and read every one of them." Zhuang Li said confidently.
7480: "Pooh!"
Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows: "Are you spitting at me?"
7480 quickly put down his hoe, spat into his palms twice, and said flatteringly, "How dare I! Master, do you think I'm working hard? I've dug a lot of ore for you!"
"Be good." Zhuang Li snorted and let the little idiot go, but in order to prove that he was right, he hacked into He Ming's mobile phone and installed a small monitoring program.
This program cannot monitor He Ming's phone calls or text messages, but it can remind Zhuang Li in real time whether his messages have been opened and read by He Ming.
After the program started running, Zhuang Li immediately sent a few text messages: [Hubby, I miss you.]
【Husband, what are you doing? 】
【Husband, husband, husband...】
7480 complained: "Are you a mosquito?"
Zhuang Li placed his phone on the table and said boastfully, "Look."
As soon as these text messages were sent, they were checked one by one by the monitoring program, indicating that He Ming had read them.
7480: "..." Damn! Could this henpecked God be any more worthless? What's wrong with you ignoring the Great Devil? Will you die?
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