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 Someone who was cueed by President Ji is now 8,000 meters above the ground.
 The plane just left the Russian air line.
 "Shu Mi, your plane is great!" Jiangcheng's top socialite No. 1 shouted excitedly after enjoying the on-board spa service.
 The plane has been flying for 6 hours, and ladies 1, 2, and 3 are still in novelty.
 Su Zhen didn't fluctuate too much. After all, she had a small private jet. Although it was not as good as Shumi, it did.
 Xu Mingzhu went to bed, and Tang Shu Miwo was in the seat and flipped through art magazines with an iPad.
 Suddenly a message popped up on Weibo. She originally wanted to cross it out. However, affected by the airflow, the plane suddenly bumped, and her finger happened to click on the message.
 "#季氏集团新闻展会#
 The new energy vehicle and parts industrial park project built by Jishi Group has become a national dedicated new energy vehicle production base. In 2019, the annual output of Senlv New Energy Company, a subsidiary of Jishi Group, was about 124051 vehicles, with an output value of 53.224 billion yuan. Ji's Group actively participates in the operation of domestic green energy projects and carries out strategic activities with two major foreign new energy companies. In addition, Ji’s Group has also achieved significant results in the industrial intelligence industry of its employees..."
 Not only does ipd keep the sound off, the volume is also very loud.
 "Shu Mi, when did your President Ji start building cars again?" Su Zhen came over.
 Tang Shumi turned off the video and continued to read the magazine: "I don't know."
 "Ji Linchen never told you?"
 "No."
 "Don't you even have daily communication?"
 "No." Only the bed communicated.
 "Shu Mi, you are really--" Su Zhen shook her head with a sigh.
 Tang Shumi raised her eyes, waiting for her words of sympathy and comfort.
 "It's so cool!"
 Tang Shumi:? ? ?
 "I also want a silent cash machine."
 Su Zhen's description was too true, and Tang Shumi couldn't help but smile: "Little sister, you can go live and talk about it, I will hold you."
 "Huh." Su Zhen put her chin down, and said proudly, "Why don't you show your face live, I will hold you up."
 Tang Shumi looked back blindly.
 The 67th floor of Jishi Group Building, the office of the president.
 After the press conference, Zhao Yan took the initiative to report on Tang Shumi's itinerary.
 "Ms. Ji, Miss Tang went to France by private jet."
 "Ms. Xu Mingzhu, Miss Su Zhen..."
 Zhao Yan reported one by one, and he didn't know if the boss was listening.
 "Is going to the show?"
 He vaguely remembered that Tang Shumi loved to participate in the shows of major brands.
 "Miss Tang said she was going to watch a football match."
 Finally got a response, Zhao Yan put the schedule on the table.
 "Ball game?" Ji Linchen raised his eyes.
 "Obsidian game." Zhao Yan explained, "Miss Tang seems to be a fan of Obsidian."
 In fact, he really wants to say that he seems to be a fan of Obsidian striker Xu Jiahuan.
 "Well, I see." Ji Linchen's voice was very low.
 Seeing Zhao Yan still standing, Ji Linchen asked, "What's wrong?"
 After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yan gritted his teeth and said: "Miss Tang said that she will come back only if she is happy, and she will not come back if she is not happy."
 "Heh." Ji Linchen put his cuff up on the table, his fingers bent, his fingertips tapped twice, and he commented in a flat tone: "She knows how to play."
 "Mr. Ji, Miss Tang should be angry about the exhibition." Zhao Yan, as a gold medalist with all eyes and ears, dared to say this word after grinding in his heart over and over again.
 Ji Linchen glanced at him lightly.
 Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his words were not unnecessary, and continued:
 "Miss Tang hates Tang porcelain very much."
 "What's the reason." Ji Linchen didn't know about Tang Shumi's family affairs, nor did she mention it.
 The boss suddenly asked questions, which surprised Zhao Yan.
 Because before reporting on Miss Tang, the boss would only say "um", "get it", "follow her" and so on.
 "Tang Ci is Miss Tang's half-sister. The two went to the same school in junior high school, and they have been incompatible. Later, when something happened, Tang's father sent Miss Tang out of the country."
 "what's up?"
 "At the school's art exhibition, Miss Tang tore Tang Ci's paintings in public and slapped her in the face. Within a few days, Tang Ci committed suicide at school but failed." Because the boss never asked about Miss Tang's past, Zhao Yan Only understand roughly.
 "Yeah, I see." Ji Linchen continued to look down at the planning book in his hand, without any emotional expression.
 Zhao Yan was convinced that slapping the painting fan was something Tang Shumi could do, but Tang Ci committed suicide because of this.
 Besides, he believes that there must be a reason for things. Some of Miss Tang's behaviors are indeed too willful, but they are all based on the fact that the other party touched her.
 He still went down and checked carefully before reporting.
 When getting off the plane, it happened to be evening in Paris.
 The group will be transported by private car to the high-end luxury hotel under Jishi Group.
 Six suites have been prepared, and the hotel butler has also prepared a dinner for them.
 After Tang Shumi washed up, she changed to a white v-neck buttoned shirt. The hem was tucked into high-waisted denim trousers to outline her delicate waist.
 The whole person looks tall and slender, and the temperament is cold and dusty.
 After dinner, the private butler cleared the open-air cafe on the top floor for them in advance.
 Ladies 1, 2, and 3 went to the glass to take selfies and post on Weibo, while Su Zhen leaned in front of Tang Shumi and Xu Mingzhu, listened to them chatting, and tried to collect some top gossip.
 "The black rose you like has a minimum asking price of one million." Xu Mingzhu just received a message from the exhibition director.
 Tang Shumi took two sips of coffee: "I bought it."
 "There is also the "Mice in the Moonlight", Director Yao asks if you are interested."
 Tang Shumi put aside the celadon white porcelain cup: "I don't like it very much. If the price is not high, I will buy it."
 "Six hundred thousand."
 Shumi didn't blink her eyes: "It's cheap, let's buy it." She thought for a while and said to Xu Mingzhu: "I'll give it to you."
 "I don't want that pair of mice. If you want to give it, you will give "Black Rose". The flower painting is quite beautiful." Xu Mingzhu said.
 Tang Shumi took a sip of coffee: "Okay, I'll give it to you."
 Like giving cabbage again, Su Zhen rolled her eyes. She didn't come to listen to someone showing off their wealth.
 The heart of preaching has long been unable to bear it. Su Zhen hates iron and steel and criticizes Tang Shumi: "What you call is just to spend your fiance's money?! Can you finish Ji Linchen's money?! This is not the same. Does it tickle?!"
 Three impassioned rhetorical questions caused Shumi's reflection.
 She was right, and it made sense.
 The Ji family’s background is already deep, and Ji Linchen has brought the Ji Group to several steps, and there is a fault phenomenon that no enterprise group can compete with. No matter how she squandered, she could not keep up with Ji Linchen's rate of making money.
 But after another thought, she didn't want to squander Kongji's family either. Even if she does implement it, Ji Linchen will definitely screw her head off and kick the ball.
 She became a wealthy fiancee first, and then became a wealthy wife of the season. Unfinished expensive oil paintings, unfinished custom gifts, private jets, yachts going to sea, small islands for vacation...
 Thinking of this, Tang Shumi's mood suddenly became much more happy.
 Su Zhen looked at her sudden look and thought Shumi had finally realized it, and said excitedly: "I recently read a novel called "Teaching the Fiance". The heroine-her fiance's methods are very worth learning."
 "I will lend it to you." Su Zhen reluctantly gave up her love, "but you have to return it to me as soon as possible after reading it."
 Tang Shumi: "......?"
 "I haven't finished my notes yet!"
 Tang Shumi and Xu Mingzhu:...
 After taking photos on the 1st, 2nd and 3rd, the ladies came over and told Shumi that I wanted to return to the room first.
 Su Zhen asked them why they went back to the room so early.
 Celebrity No. 123 said in unison: Go back to the p-picture, I took a lot of pictures!
 The overly truthful answer made Shu Mi's face a rare stun. After closing her expression, she said, "All rest early and go shopping tomorrow." The Obsidian game is the day after tomorrow, and tomorrow is the shopping day.
 Paris has a mild climate throughout the seasons, and the highest temperature in summer rarely exceeds 25 degrees Celsius.
 Tang Shumi felt a bit cold after applying the mask. She adjusted the temperature to a higher level, and sat on the bedside to push her face with a private beauty instrument.
 Suddenly, the lower abdomen became hot, and then there was a warm current that could not be blocked.
 My aunt visited in advance, Tang Shumi dumped the pot to Ji Linchen who was far away in China——
 All Ji Linchen is angry!
 Tang Shumi called for room service, went into the bathroom to take a shower again, and stopped early after cleaning up.
 Sleeping in a daze in the middle of the night, Tang Shumi woke up in pain, as if a full-powered electric drill was drilling her stomach.
 She has been suffering from menstrual cramps all the time, but there has never been such pain as it is now. It is probably because of drinking coffee at night that the pain caused her to shrink into a ball and cover her belly. The cold sweat from her forehead made the pillow towel wet.
 Shumi took out the phone under the pillow and called Xu Mingzhu.
 The phone rang several times before connecting.
 She was so painful that she couldn't speak, and gritted her teeth and said: "Mingzhu, my aunt is here, it hurts."
 There was no response there.
 "Mingzhu, are you listening?"
 "Will you help me get some painkillers?"
 After a while, there was a bass on the phone.
 "it is good."
 Shumi hung up the phone, curled up beside the bed, her head tilted, and her long hair hung messily down the bed.
 Another burst of colic struck, Shumi grabbed the sheets tightly.
 There is a 7 time zone difference between Paris and Jiangcheng.
 3 o'clock in the morning in Paris is exactly 10 o'clock in the morning in Jiangcheng.
 In the high-level meeting room of Ji's headquarters, Director Wang, who reported half of the report, looked at the empty chair seat, neither standing nor sitting nor sitting.
 A minute ago, the meeting on the progress of overseas mergers and acquisitions was coming to an end, and a string of loud and harsh bells rang in the meeting room.
 The high-level person sitting at first took out his mobile phone and looked at each other after realizing that it was not him.
 The bell kept ringing, and the meeting room was completely silent.
 Everyone looked at the cold-faced Ji Linchen in the chairmanship, the ringtone seemed to be coming from Mr. Ji...
 Zhao Yan also reacted and shouted: "Ms. Ji."
 Ji Linchen's mobile phone is muted all the time, except for a few special numbers.
 At this point in time, Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji will not make calls. Even if there is something urgent, they will call him first and then transfer them.
 Then, it can only be Tang Shumi.
 "Mr. Ji, it may be Tang——"
 Before Zhao Yan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Linchen's gesture.
 Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yan watched his boss answer the phone in front of many senior executives in the conference room.
 Everyone held their breath and followed Ji Linchen's movements.
 What was the earth-shattering event that allowed Mr. Ji to answer the phone during a meeting?
 Ji Linchen frowned after listening for a moment.
 The high-level people present all mentioned their throats, is there something wrong with the merger case?
 After waiting for a while, only heard Ji Linchen say a good word, then got up and announced: "The meeting has been suspended for 10 minutes." He walked out of the conference hall without looking back.
 Zhao Yan immediately followed, and suddenly an amazing idea popped out of his mind:
 Miss Tang is more than just a "prodigal vase" in the boss's mind.
 The author has something to say: Tang Shu hands on hips: Why I don’t even know when our family started to build cars!
 Ji Linchen coaxed in a low voice: May I tell you more important things now?
 Tang Shumi nodded: OK, OK
 Ji Linchen tore off her tie, unbuttoned the collar slowly, and put it close to her ear:
 Tell you when our house... was built, people
 Tang Shumi: Oh, I don’t want to know you can shut up!
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 Tang Shumi and Ji Linchen had been engaged for two years without a sign of a wedding. She became the laughing stock in circles of socialites, the abandoned woman of a wealthy family. When everybody mocked Tang Shumi as to exactly when she would become Madam Ji– Ji Linchen tops Forbes’ list of Asia’s wealthiest individuals.
 The interviewer asked, “As the youngest billionaire on the list, have you ever encountered a problem you couldn’t solve with money?”
 The usually cold and aristocratic man looked at the camera, eyebrows raised. His face carrying a subtle smile that did not reach his eyes, lightly speaking,
 “My fiancee refuses to marry me, does that count?”
 Shumi, who was in front of the television, waved a postnuptial property agreement her assistant had just sent, her face greedy “Marry! Immediately, straight away!”
 A little theater:
 As Tang Shumi became President Ji’s fiancee, her daily life was—
 Riding private jets to Milan to watch shows, traveling on hi-end yachts- partying out at sea,
 Casually purchasing ten-million-dollar oil-paintings, and if she wanted to buy diamond jewelry, she would buy them.
 Someone complained under their breath, “President Ji is actually just Miss Tang’s ATM.”
 That night, a certain president of a certain corporation bought an ATM machine and placed it in the middle of the master bedroom of a mansion.
 That CEO (coldly): I heard that you treat me like a money-dispensing machine?
 Tang Shumi: Don’t ask, just withdraw!
 The next second, someone gave the fairy a cold face, lifted her up from the bed and carried her up onto the ice-cold ATM machine.
 Tang Shumi: Wuwuwuwu (crying), I was wrong, I’m clearly the ATM machine!
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 Song Yuan accidentally picked up a 5-year-old child.
 The child has bright eyes, chiseled features, and prideful demeanor. He referred to himself as “this prince” and his mannerism was wild, cool, and stuck up.
 “This prince will never eat such lowly food!”
 “How dare you flirt with other men behind the back of my imperial father?”
 “He insulted this prince and you sided with him? This prince will sentence his entire clan to death!”
 Song Yuan was very disturbed. The DNA test had confirmed that the child was, indeed, her son, but why did he act like he was delusional?
 More importantly, who was the father of the child?
 The prince was going mad from worrying; Imperial Father, if you don’t come soon, Imperial Mother is really going to cheat on you!
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 Liu Xuefeng was a normal boy who had it all planned: get to the same university as his best friend Tianshi and win her love, spending the rest of his life with her.
 Too bad, even though she liked him too, her rich parents opposed their relationship.
 The school trip to the mountains was supposed to deepen their relationship, but...
 An accident broke them apart.
 He saved her from falling down the cliff but ended up falling to his death himself and ended up reincarnating into a Cultivation World, full of dangers and mysteries.
 He didn't know though that Tianshi died as well and followed after him, entering the same world.
 Will the two meet again and share their love without any restrictions?
 Or will he succumb to the world's temptations, thinking he will never meet her again?
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 Bracelet of Immortality, the mysterious sealed item that needed 26 fragments to completely unseal. Every unsealing giving an incredible power to the user.
 First Fragment, the power of Time. Second Fragment, the Power of healing. Third Fragment, the power of…
 What happens when Ryder Flynn finds the item inside the first Fully Immersive VRMMO. Why did the item follow him to the real world? Why is the Virtual World so real?
 A human-like System that knows too much? Why does it feel like my family member? Is it related to my strange memories?
 The System used to annoy me so much with its threatening quests but why is it that now I feel each of his quest saved me and my loved one indirectly?
 The memories of the past? Why do I remember being a god that created this bracelet? Why did I want to destroy everything. What did the other gods do?
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 When people are poor, they breathe wrong. 
 Ding, congratulations to the host, you will get a certain amount of money every time you breathe. 
 Ding, you get a spicy consumption card when you eat a crayfish with explosive taste. 
 Ding, your sleep quality is very high today. Gain energy + 20% of your daily buff. 
 Different Shenhao system, everything in life will bring surprises. 
 Coach, I want to learn to race!
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 Lu Ran, the cold and perfect student, silently fell into Jiang Nuan, this big pit and never got out in his life.
 Years later, Jiang Nuan touched her chin and suddenly realized that her entire youth was the history of being pursued by this **Men Sao.
 Jiang Nuan: Are you serious? Then, can you pursue me even more crazy and cool!
 Lu Ran: Isn’t it crazy cool to bring you, a dud to a top university?
 You used to be cute, with bright eyes,
 and every moment you looked at me was like a confession.
 You are still very cute now,
 but there are thousands of worlds in your eyes besides me.
 Occasionally looking at me makes me want to confess to you madly.
 ——Lu Ran, a top student of the High School Affiliated to Normal University, has admit defeat.
 **Men Sao means outwardly cold or retiring but deep and passionate inside.
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 Lin Yuetian: I’m a gentle, kind, reasonable, and hard-working person, with a remarkable IQ and EQ. My only wish is to achieve financial freedom and live in peace.
 Doctors and Psychologists: He is physically and mentally healthy.
 System: HaHa.
 Scumbag Gong(s): HaHa. #side-eye to the rows of graves whose grasses on top are taller than the next
 One sentence introduction: When a Gold medal Assassin was forced to transmigrate and do the task of abusing Scumbags. Conspiracy? Counterattack? Face-slapping? Why so serious? Dead men tell no tales~
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 Su Xiaoxin, a comic book author didn’t make a penny out of it. But it all changed when she moved to this eight-story, old residential building. Her readers with the manuscript fees took a sudden leap.
 The readers praised her vivid imagination…
 But in fact, there was no imagination in her comics…
 She drew her real life!
 Vampires, zombies, corpses and elves are not from her imagination, but sitting face to face with her, they ate a hot pot!
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 Jiang Chengyi didn’t understand, he had the looks, qualifications and strength, but in this place of entertainment, why couldn’t he compare to Han Tian?
 Han Tian stole the role he should have played, stole his agent, stole his fiancée, set him up to lose his reputation and Yu Rui, and even killed him. It was only after his death that Jiang Chengyi realized that he was only a supporting character in a book that told the story of a normal man who became the godfather of the entertainment industry.
 He would never be that miserable cannon fodder again, and he would cherish the one who always stood by his side!
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 From the beginning of his debut, Song Yiran and Qin Ke became bitter enemies. They could not see each other properly and had been fighting for years. Until one day, Song Yiran had a dream.
 He dreamed that he was originally a cannon fodder of a novel, and that, no matter how hard he tried, he was bound to be a miserable cannon fodder to set off Qin Ke, the hero.
 But fortunately, when he woke up, he was reborn again.
 Looking back in the past, Song Yunran looked at his family’s luxury mansion, counted his assets and suddenly realized—
 What entertainment circle?
 He wants to inherit the family property, be a domineering president who calls for wind and rain, and then take his money to humiliate Qin Ke. He must let Qin Ke kneel down and call him Lord Gold Daddy!
 Ever since then,
 When Qin Ke accepted a new play, Song Yunran hurried to invest: “Do you like this play? Call me Daddy.”　Qin Ke gave him a cold look and turned away.
 When Qin Ke signed the endorsement of the Song family product, Song Yunran personally went to the spot of the advertisement shooting: “Do you like the endorsement? Call me Daddy.” Qin Ke stared at him meaningfully, without speaking.
 When Qin Ke needs to go to Variety show with people, Song Yunran takes the initiative: “Want to find a partner? Call me Daddy.” Qin Ke gave a deep thought and chuckled.
 Everything went very well, but one day……
 Song Yunran watched as Qin Ke lower his head and whisper in his ear;”You want me to let you go?Come on, call me Daddy, I want to hear it.”
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 [System + Family + Single Female Lead + Pure Love Daily + Funny and Relaxed] 
 Su Jiang is a freshman who accidentally awakens the system. 
 [Host, please confess to a person of the opposite sex within 30 seconds. If the task fails, you will die immediately! ] 
 In desperation, Su Jiang confessed to the class flower An Rou in front of the whole class. 
 Su Jiang: "Classmate An Rou, I like you, can we date?" 
 An Rou: "What do you like about me?" 
 Su Jiang: "Uh... your legs are very white." 
 An Rou sneered: "Haha." 
 The whole class was shocked! 
 Teacher: "Su Jiang, get out!" 
 [Task completed, reward random skills - firearms proficiency! ] 
 That night, Su Jiang was kidnapped by An Rou. Unexpectedly, the class flower turned out to be the daughter of a big family. 
 An Rou: "Su Jiang, don't you like legs? Do they look white now?" 
 [Trigger the system task, please answer the question according to your heart! 】 
 Su Jiang: "......Bai!" 
 An Rou: "???" 
 The bodyguard was shocked: "Brother, you are so brave!" 
 Later, all the major families in Jiangdu City spread rumors that the An family had a son-in-law named Su, who was a psychopath who should not be provoked.
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 I am a system. Everyone calls me Golden Finger. I am intelligent and as gorgeous as a flower, desired by all. I have carefully selected a host who is stupid and cowardly, unmotivated, and absolute trash, one who can best show off my wisdom and brilliance. I had originally thought that in this place which reveres alchemists, I would be able to work with my host to refine godly elixirs and accomplish great things.
 But I’m starting to realise, something isn’t quite right… Cowardly=killing off his evil disciple with 2 words? Trash=refining a legendary elixir in 2 seconds? Huh? Wait, why am I being used to refine poison, help!
 Only later did I find out, this host has another identity, the villain!! The infamous demon of the neighbouring continent that turns people’s faces pale with fear, the evil demon king that can silence the cries of children in the night.
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 This novel is also known as The Lady's Facade was Ruined
 Shen Wanying is 17 years old and is a well-known young lady in the first private high school in a City A.
 She was born in a wealthy family, with excellent grades and gentle personality. Whenever and wherever people see her, she is always elegant and beautiful.
 She is the goddess in the hearts of all the students in the school. She is the class flower, the grade flower and the school flower.
 Until one day, a boy named Huo Cheng came to know all her little secrets——
 He knew that she was tired of learning. He knew that she drank secretly. He even knew that she liked to shake her feet and eat instant noodles!
 The ‘character’ of the perfect eldest lady was broken.
 Shen Wanyng: I’m very distressed.
 ***
 The day Huo Cheng died was November 11.
 When he woke up again, he went back to the year when he was 17.
 Everything was strange and familiar.
 He remembered that his beloved wife Shen Wanying killed him.
 ***
 “How much do you like me?” Shen Wanying asked Huo Cheng that day
 Huo Cheng looked at her deeply, and finally said, “I like you, and I am willing to give you my life.”
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