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Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes. "Xia Xia, where are you running to? " [1v1, sweeter than ever ] "..." Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

I really just want to lose money! T_T Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century. These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation. Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money. Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games! "If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!" "How difficult can it be to lose money?" Indeed... how difficult can it be? ------------------------------------------------------------ This book is highly popular in China and has set off a new trend. Webnovel has very high expectations for this book and has gotten the author to refine the first chapter as an exclusive for global readers. We hope everyone will enjoy reading it.

Her wedding had also become her funeral. Her stepsister and her fianc�� had gotten together at some point in time. It turned out that they had been the ones who had done it all along. She had been disfigured, raped, plagiarized, and her father had died in an accident.. All of this.. It turned out that they were the ones who had done it all. She really regretted trusting the wrong person and misunderstanding the person who loved her... ... After being reborn, she returned to her high school days. She became a Straight-a student, won a grand prize, fought against the stepsister, confessed to the scumbag, and got lost. Her sister's lies were all broken. Faced with the shadow of rape, she came to recruit them. The chicken was braised with mushrooms, and a grand party was held. She made a name for herself. She was strong. She opened a shop, bought land, and earned a lot of money to be a boss But in front of him, she was a little woman that he doted on. "Hei di, madam ran out again. She said she wanted to earn a lot of money to buy milk powder. " Blue veins popped up on the man's forehead. "Here it comes again. Bring her back and open a bank for her. "

For love, Viola Zumthor abandoned everything. She humbly worked as a housewife for three years. But at last, her devotion was nothing to her husband, Orlando Caffrey. There was a woman in his heart, who he cherished and cared about the most. Viola was sad and frustrated, so she prepared the divorce agreement. "Sorry. I won't be humble like that anymore. This is who I really am!" Then the whole Internet was filled with a piece of explosive news. "Breaking news, an extremely rich young lady seems to have just divorced." As soon as the news was released, young men from rich families and presidents of famous groups all came to confess to her. Orlando saw this on the screen. He really couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference the next day and told everyone, "I'll kneel down and beg my wife to come back to me."

Ke Jin transmigrated into an era where gaming was in utter chaos. Everyone here deeply believed in the notion of buying happiness with money, as game companies ran wild with various schemes to trick and force players to spend. As a game enthusiast from his past life, Ke Jin felt like he was in a world without sunlight. Luckily, he obtained the Free Game Production System! Players could get the ultimate reward of the "Complete Collection of All Game Design Schemes" without spending a single cent! Not spending money? How hard could that be? Heap on the benefits! Give away 50 consecutive draws during the summer heatwave! Give away 100 draws on the second day after the server opens! Due to the game reaching 50 daily active users, we are issuing a cool skin set originally priced at 999! The planner's niece just turned 17 years and three months plus 7 days old, so we're giving away 50,000 crystals! My sincerity is almost flooding the players. Surely nobody will spend now, right? Secretary: Mr. Ke, good news! Our newly launched game has just reached over a hundred million in daily transaction volume on its first day! Ke Jin: Huh? How is that good news... No, what about the other game? The one where we give full 100-99 discount vouchers upon starting, isn't its sales terrible? Looking puzzled, the secretary said while anticipating the boss's reaction: They've been shouting things like 'what a conscientious company' and 'if we don't spend, they'll go bankrupt,' so they just topped up. That game sold a whopping one hundred million copies globally. Congratulations on making a billion! "......" At 3:30 a.m., lying in bed, Ke Jin was wide awake, unable to sleep. He posted a status: Please, I beg you, stop spending. You guys are really making it hard for me... Player: Understood, Mr. Ke is hinting life is hard, brothers, let's step up! Charge it!

"You died." That was what the mysterious figure told him, but then he was given a second chance for the good deeds that he did in his previous life. "Super Prodigal System!" "Cultivate to immortality by wasting as much money as you can!" For the former number one prodigal of Earth, this was the perfect system! ------------------------------------------------------------------- Come follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/DXHaseoXD Discord: https://discord.gg/BGrNgsbXXG

A spoonful of Jiangbaisu, a scroll of Kuhesu, and a bottle of syrup so sweet it's nauseating. Stir the crucible, evaporate the moisture. Drink down the pain, reap a new life. In the lands of steampunk alchemy, demons run rampant, elements drift, heresy lurks. Xia Zhou looks up to the Mage's Holy Place, immerses himself in studying toxins, forging his own path of magehood. (This is not an invincible story. The invincible tag is system-generated and I can't remove it.)

[COMPLETED] "20,000 USD per year," he frowned. "That's too less." Gayoon stood there with question marks swirling her head. "Eh?" she asked stupidly. "Your net worth," Minho nodded. "And you earn 1666.777 dollars per month. It's too less. You bring zero profit to my company. So I decline your feelings." It was as if she was hit by lightning. Was she...being rejected? "Poor momma," Jina sighed, patting her mother's head. "Don't worry! We'll get him to kneel! Right Casper?" The invisible ghost beside Jina nodded in agreement. Even a ghost is feeling sorry for me! Gayoon cried inwardly in despair. I'm gonna die an old maid! .... Jeon Gayoon is a feisty and hardworking detective in her mid twenties. She only believes in two things: Hard work and determination. Optimistic and yet, short tempered, Gayoon strives in her life on her own while hiding a terrible secret which makes her guilty till this day. Enter Hwang Minho, the country's richest man and the CEO of Hwang Constructions. Handsome, volatile and devilish, Minho only cares about two things: Money and his daughter Jina. The volcanic CEO is known for rating people based on their wealth and power. Hiding the scars of a painful past, he and Jina run into the hot headed detective, Jeon Gayoon, when his daughter began a search for her real mother. Only catch? Jina inherited the ability to see deadly spirits from the mother she had never known. And the biggest surprise is? Minho recognizes Gayoon as Jina's birth mother. Follow their journey as they come together to solve crimes and fight off evil spirits haunting their little bun. DISCLAIMER: This novel deals with ghosts and gruesome crimes. Please be aware of the horror aspects and read at your own risk! *Enjoy the mix of supernatural and cute romance* *No FL violation* *ML is aloof but a fluffy guy* Join my discord for spoilers: https://discord.gg/snBuKUx

# SUPERRICH Ye Xuan came from a normal but extremely wealthy family. Yet, one day, when he woke up, he realized that he had been transmigrated to a fantasy world. He was prepared to train and embark on an adventure, but he quickly learned that he had actually become the young master of Thousand Realms, the biggest trade company. His father even let him inherit more than trillions of spirit stones. “Are you serious? I’m sick of being rich!” Ye Xuan complained. Fortunately, he had awakened a system that would make him stronger by spending money. With that, he used the Grade 9 Celestial Pill to feed his dogs. He used the famous painting that contained the will of the Supreme Sword to start a fire. He used the Five-elements Divine Talisman to clean his ass. And yet, he still had much more to spend. He then decided to join a clan that no one had even heard of. He spent thousands just to see the saintess of the clan smile. He built a pill alchemy workshop and gave out high-grade celestial herbs for free, and yet, one of the disciples who had never made a single pill was actually talented and was able to create the high-grade celestial pills. When he started a dueling competition, he bet a lot of his money on the weakest contestant. However, that contestant had actually awoken the Ancient Holy Body during the fight and was able to fight 100 men on his own. “You sure are my son. You are as talented as me when it comes to managing a business!” his father complimented. “This man is so cool when he spends his money!” exclaimed the saintess.

[ Read my new novel : FAT BASTARD - The Goddess Made A Mistake Again ] What would you do when you're faced with the ultimate being that is by true right Omnipotent, Omnipresent, and Omniscience? What would you do when that very being tells you it will give you anything you ever wanted? And what would you do when the ultimate being, devoid of greed, gives you the power to generate INFINITE MONEY? This is the story of a boy who gets reincarnated in a new world filled with countless possibilities and dangerous beings. Now, with the power to generate INFINITE MONEY in his hands, how will he survive in this world? Will he be used by everyone else around him.... Or... ...will he buy them ALL? _________________________________ The guy in the poster is the future appearance of the Main Character. This is my first novel so expect some bumpy chapters in first few.