As a way to get the anxiety of writing out of the way, I've chosen to use an essay format expressing my opinions about Les Miserables before moving forward to writing actual stories. 

Cover Art is not mine, all right go to http://renny08.deviantart.com/art/Les-Miserables-Suddenly-362958055?moodonly=1#comments

All content is based on Victor Hugo's Les Miserables

Henry finally decided what car he will buy. It was Chevrolet Chevelle SS 454 black color, and it's cost just for $30,000. Henry choose this car as mainly it looks quite good but not attract attention as this car is fairly common at this time as even his father has one.
After decided, Henry then goes to Chevrolet dealer to buy the car. After 2 hours of the various document and stuff, Henry finally gets the car. Henry then circles Palo Alto as his home is near the famous Silicon Valley.
Henry feels quite fortunate as his home near Silicon Valley, to get there you just need 10 min drive. This will save trouble later if he wants to recruit talent here.
Henry circle Palo Alto and the Silicon Valley for 2 hours to familiarize as in the future he will have a lot of activities here. Henry deciding to stop as now is time for lunch and drove to a nearby restaurant.
Henry sits in the windows side as that is his favorite spot. Henry then orders a steak and a juice to fill his stomach. The restaurant quite crowded as this is a time for lunch. At this time Henry then spotted someone familiar, but he not quite sure.
That person then approached Henry as all the seat are full and just Henry opposite seat not occupied. It was a man with long hair and quite a messy beard.
"Hello sir, is your seat occupied, as you see now all the seat is full ?" He asked with a polite tone.
"Sure, get yourself occupied." Henry answered as he still thinks who this man is.
The man then sits down and begin to order.
"May I know your name? I seem has seen you somewhere." Henry asked as he is really curious, someone he familiar must be an acquaintance from the future or Henry know him.
"My name is Steven Paul Jobs, but people usually call me Steve." The man introduced himself
When Henry heard that, he shocks as he didn't expect to meet Steve Jobs here. At this time Steve Jobs still has his hair and about the same age as Henry as Jobs is 1 year older than him.
Henry quickly calm his mind as he introduced himself, "Nice to meet you Steve, my name is Henry William, but you can just call me Henry."
They then chatted for a while until Jobs food arrived. After Jobs finish his food, they chatted again about their lifestyle and hobby. Henry then learned Jobs now is in Reed College and looking for a part-time job.
Henry did not expect this meeting as now is still too early. After they chatted for 30 minutes, they parted way as Jobs has other business to do. Henry then pays Jobs food as they make a friend. Henry feels this is still too early to pull Jobs into his company as his preparation is not enough and Jobs still need to mature.
If Henry pulls Jobs too early, it will only counterproductive as now Steve Jobs he knows in the future has not yet mature. So Henry just makes a good impression to Jobs to make things easier later.
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Henry goes home and parks his car in the garage. His garage quite big as it can hold 2 car, 1 his father, and another his car.
As Henry enters the home, Margaret is sitting in the living room while reading a newspaper. His father Jacob usually home late at night as his job as a professor at Stanford is quite busy.
Henry then greeted his mom, "Hey mom, what are you reading ?"
"Your book now became a bestseller in the US, many media want to interview you." Margaret replied with a smile as she feels proud her son have this achievement.
"Of course, that's because my work is good. Oh yeah mom, I have a new book here, I already completed it last night." Henry feels proud but then he thinks now is the right time to launch the 'Da Vinci Code'. Henry plans to use 'Devotion of Suspect X' heat to hype the release of his new book so the book is selling faster and hotter.
"What book is it honey?" Margaret curious as now she knows her son is a genius at writing, maybe his new book can bring her surprise.
"Wait a minute, I gonna change my clothes and bring the book"
Henry then goes upstairs to change his clothes and bring the 'Da Vinci Code in his drawer.
Henry holds the book and gives it to Margaret. Margaret then read the book for 5 minutes as Henry wait patiently.
After Margaret read the book, her tone somewhat weird, "Are you sure you want to publish this book?"
"Of course."
"Do you know what are you writing? this can be considered as blasphemy!!!" Margaret tone somewhat high as William family is Christian, even though they just barely faith in it, but they still respect the religion.
"Of course I know what I'm writing. But listen to my explanation mom, all of this based on the historical research and various material that I researched. So the content is 99% according to historical material and about the content the book itself, I don't know much as I just fictionalize the rest of it." Henry explained to Margaret as he knows the content of the 'Da Vinci Code' is controversial and has condemnt many Christian in the future.
But he determined to publish it as the 'Da Vinci Code' is the bestseller of 5 years and sold for a total copy of more than 80 million in 2009. This book is determined the fund he needed for the company establishment.
Margaret was then silent for a while. Henry knows she is thinking now, so he just waits patiently.
After about 10 minutes of struggling in her mind, Margaret then says "This is the last time I helped you honey, if you want to publish this type book again in the future, I will not help you." Margaret then agrees as who makes Henry her son, so she decided to help him.
"Yes, this is the last time I write this type of book, I promise mom. And can you negotiate with the publisher about the royalties, it's best if you can help the royalties reach the highest." Henry promises as he knows writing book is just a way for him amass the money need for company.
In the future, there are a countless way to make more money than writing a book so he thinks this may the last book he released, maybe he will release a book later if he has time.
"Well, let mom call my friend and discuss this with her." Margaret then walks away from the living room and prepared to call her friend.


Henry William, reborn to 1973 due to unknown reason.

On this golden year, the opportunity is everywhere. 

The Internet, Black Monday, Japanese Real Estate Bubble, Soviet disintegration,..... he will participate in all of them.

Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, Jeff Bezos,..... all of them will be working under his company.

Watch Henry as he builds a super business empire covering all walk of life and his consortium surpassing the Rothschilds, Rockefeller, Morgan.......
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This story happens at an alternate universe, so if there are similarities to the reality, it's just a mere coincidence.

Discord - https://discord.gg/w3N7T6f

Chen Mo started distributing the work to the three of them after going through the design concept.
Everyone was more or less familiar with their jobs after working on Warcraft and Wulin Legend without needing Chen Mo to say much.
Chen Mo re emphasised the importance of the story for Onmyoji.
Onmyoji did have an IP, it was a novel by Baku Yumemakura under the same name. However, the novel wasn't super influential in China either, and the biggest contribution of the novel to the success of the game was the story.
Of course there would be a lot of work involved remaking the novel, and Chen Mo didn't need to do that as Zheng Hongxi could fill out the rest after receiving the main gist of the story.
Moreover, most of the monsters and characters in Onmyoji were based on folklore from the Heian period taking inspiration from Konjaku Monogatarishūt, so it wasn't hard for Su Jinyu and the others to grasp the concept.
The three of them started working after receiving their jobs. Zheng Hongxi in particular had a lot to do as he needed to do research because it was his first time writing Japanese style stories.
Chen Mo's job was the same as usual, quality control.
Back at his office, Chen Mo used a Memory Playback Potion and started working on the sketches for the different Onmyojis and Shikigamis from the game.
Abe no Seimei, Kagura, Hiromasa, Yao Bikuni.
Ootengu, Shuten, Gyourou Arakawa no Aruji, Ibaraki Douji...
Through Onmyojis continual updates, more and more Shikigamis were added to the game. In the end there were nearly one hundred Shikigamis, which was more or less the so-called Demon Parade.
There wasn't a need to have that many Shikigamis in the first version, seventy of them was more than enough to support the content of the game.
Chen Mo decided to go by his Memory and provide sketches, positions, and abilities for all the Shikigamis.
The rich combat system was the core of the game. The settings of each Onmyoji and their abilities matched perfectly, and was a Chinese mobile card game that did this aspect particularly well.
For example, Yuki Onna's Blizzard, Sanbi no Kitsune's Woman Scorned or Shouzu's Water Circuit. The Shikigamis and their abilities fit well with the stories. And when a Shikigami consumes another one of the same type, they can even level up their abilities. And with the inclusion of different souls having different effects, its combat was much more complex and rich than the other games.
This was Onmyojis biggest advantage, it was a game that felt fresh and complete.
Strictly speaking, the core of Onmyoji wasn't a new concept as it was still a type of card game that was very similar in playstyle to Summoners War.
Summoners War wasn't a huge mobile game either, but the game felt really complete.
Onmyoji didn't make many changes with the balancing (other than making it more time consuming), but it was successful because it implemented a lot more content surrounding the theme of Onmyoji.
In terms of art, artwork, UI, and models were the best of the best and didn't feel out of place, making the game feel more immersive.
In terms of music, the background music and dubs were incredibly good, making it easier for the players to be immersed into the story.
In terms of story, using the novel's story as the foundations, each character/monster had their own background story. The animated scenes and texts had tens of thousands of words combined, with plans to keep expanding on it.
Therefore, Onmyoji's real reason for success was its story and content. When other card games were still borrowing IPs, buying IPs, or forcing IPs, Onmyoji already reached a stage where it had a highly integrated theme and content, a state where the game was the IP. This was the reason it became such a huge phenomena.
If Chen Mo wanted to recreate Onmyoji in the parallel world, this was the point he had to focus on.
The game can be scummy, time consuming, or monotonous. These flaws can exist, but as long as the aforementioned point was done well, it can surpass all the other card games just by virtue of its content.
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While Chen Mo was working hard on Onmyoji, the other videogame designers weren't slacking off either.
In the headquarters of Emperor Dynasty Entertainment.
In the meeting room, a powerpoint about Experience with Demon Slayers was being projected onto a screen, honest my Qiu Bin.
The meeting room was filled with people, mainly B and C-grade videogame designers within Emperor Dynasty Entertainment. They were giving it all their focus as they were afraid of missing out on something.
Qiu Bin seemed to be in good spirits as he spoke.
He led the development of Demon Slayers and managed to reach over forty-five million RMB in monthly revenue. He was now really well known in the mobile game industry as the sat safety at the top of the best selling leaderboards and was gaining ground within Emperor Dynasty Entertainment.
He almost quit after losing his bet with Chen Mo but luckily Lin Chaoxu was confident in him and allowed him to develop a game like I Am MT, resulting in the hugely successful Demon Slayers.
Qiu Bin was quite smart, what he lacked in creativity he had in being calm and collected. After losing to I Am MT, he dedicated everything to learn the reason I Am MT was so successful.
Qiu Bin's understanding of I Am MT continued to grow during the development and operation of Demon Slayers. Qiu Bin was confident enough to say that he was probably the videogame designer to best understand this genre of game.
Of course, other than Chen Mo.
Emperor Dynasty Entertainment decided to host this talk hoping that Qiu Bin could pass on the experience he gathered from developing Demon Slayers to other videogame designers, solidifying Emperor Dynasty Entertainment's ground in the mobile gaming industry.
Qiu Bin was presenting non-stop with the help of the powerpoint.
"I've done extensive analysis on the entertainment value of card games. It has to do with the recognition the players have for the value of the cards. Of course, these were all points that designers are able to reach after basic research. Well, how can you make your card game different from the rest?
"For the success of Demon Slayers and other card games of similar success, I reduced it down to three things, fragmentise, low cost, big IP.
"By fragmentise I mean plan and reduce the time a player could spend in the game. Reduce the daily playtime and split big chunks of playtime into smaller chunks and allow players to fully utilize the smaller chunks of time."


Chen Mo liked calling himself a video game designer, despite being a mere video game producer.
After dying one day from work-related stress, he transmigrated into a parallel world as himself, right after he graduated. He was now in the body of his younger self, who also aspired to be a video game designer. 
Will he be able to fulfill his dream after being reborn in this oddly different new world, and become the best video game designer in that world?
Follow Chen Mo on his romp through video game classics as he brings the great games of the past to a whole new world in pursuit of his dreams!
Note: This Novel has been continued as a passion project by its translator. The continuation of this novel will not affect the result of Trial Reading or Voting Pool. 

Aiden placed the steaming-hot pizza on the coffee table in front of Sarah.
Sarah licked her lips while staring at the pizza that looked just as good as it smelled.
"What do you want to drink?", Aiden asked.
"Soda goes good with pizza…", Sarah said while observing Aiden's reaction.
He told her more than once that soda is not good, and she should not have it during pregnancy, but it goes well with pizza. It's a match made in heaven… Just like Sarah and Aiden.
Aiden groaned. With every passing day, he was finding it more difficult to refuse Sarah's requests.
"Fine. Only one because we are having pizza."
Aiden chuckled when he saw Sarah grinning and nodding vigorously. For a woman who can have anything she wants, simple things (like one serving of soda) were enough to make her happy. Aiden could not help himself but love her more.
"Pick a movie while I get drinks."
He gave her a light kiss on the lips and grumbled on the way to the pantry: "If I knew that you would trick me into having soda, I would order something that does not require beverage with sugar and caffeine…"
Sarah smiled at his grumbling, knowing that it's his way of caring about her (and their baby). But the doctor said that both Sarah and baby Logan are in good health and that indulging in cravings once in a while is fine.
With the knowledge that she scored a soda, Sarah happily started picking a movie on demand. What should they watch? Ah, they didn't watch any movie in a long time and there are so many options! She decided to start scrolling through the popular ones.
Sarah's movie-picking was interrupted when her phone started beeping. She paused when she recognized the sound of her app which is notifying her when they start trending on social media. Now what?
Aiden sat on the sofa next to Sarah with two cans of soda in his hands and a frown on his handsome face.
"What was that?", he grumbled while pointing with his chin toward Sarah's phone she was holding.
Aiden heard it beeping while he was fetching them drinks. What happened with feeding her and rocking his child? They came here to disconnect and enjoy a few days, but this vacation is turning into a workation. Why can't they just relax?
Sarah responded a few seconds later: "Someone is slandering us and Blanc…"
Aiden let out a long exhale. Based on the timing, he guessed that this was done by those ex-employees who lost their jobs earlier that day.
Aiden felt like crying. Why can't they enjoy their pizza in peace? He was thinking that for their next vacation, they will go to the island and he will turn off the internet… even if the world burns down in flames, he won't care. There will be no people, no internet, and it will be perfect.
Oblivious to Aiden's vacation plans, Sarah was scrolling through articles that started trending on social media and triggered her notification app.
[Blanc is exploiting employees]
[Sarah White abusing her power!]
[The shocking truth! Blanc exposed!]
[Aiden White, can rich people have it all?]
[Blanc luxury? Only for the owners!]
Sarah rolled her eyes and just like Aiden, she guessed who are the culprits behind this.
"Eve…", Sarah called. "Wipe off all damaging content that resurfaced today related to me, Aiden, and Blanc, and prevent users from commenting further on it. Maintain the cache for the creators so that they believe the content is still online, and make them think they successfully created a buzz…"
"Should I get our laptops?", Aiden offered.
"Yes, please…", Sarah said with a smile, happy that he guessed her thoughts.
Instead of watching a movie, Sarah and Aiden had their pizza (and sodas) with a side of hacking.
They verified that Bryn and Kaia were behind the articles. The two of them wrote slandering articles and created a number of fake accounts to spread the word on social media and make it believable. People like gossip, regardless of if it's true or not, so it took off like wildfire.
By the time any respectable media outlet reaches out to Blanc in order to clear up the misunderstanding, the damage Bryn and Kaia caused would be irreversible, and no public statement made by Blanc would fix this. Luckily, they have Eve, and Aiden and Sarah are not pushovers either.
Sarah and Aiden tapped into Bryn's and Kaia's cellphones in order to confirm their location.
"The two wenches are in Kaia's home…", Sarah said before taking another bite of pizza angrily.
At the mall, Aiden was surprised that Sarah let them off easily, and he hoped that those two would be grateful that the only things they lost were their jobs with a hit to their egos. However, it seems that they were unable to recognize that Sarah was generous. On top of slacking at their jobs and flirting with Aiden, by starting this smear campaign, Bryn and Kaia dug their hole deeper.
"You want to punish them?", Aiden asked, even though he knew the answer.
"Yes!" Sarah exclaimed with her mouth full. "They slandered me, my husband, and my company. Did you think they can go scot-free?"
"Of course, not!", Aiden said with urgency, and he got an idea. "Let's see what they are up to…"
His fingers moved over the keyboard like a flash and Sarah leaned closer to see his screen better. She smiled when she realized that he hacked into the web camera on Kaia's laptop.
Aiden placed his laptop on the coffee table and took another slice of pizza. "Here is a movie for us to watch."
Sarah's expression softened. "I love your idea. This is brilliant."
Aiden chuckled. He loves when Sarah praises him, it never gets old.
The two of them watched Kaia and Bryn gloating about all the damage that their articles created.
Poor Kaia and Bryn had no idea that all the 'damage' was a simulation Eve showed to them. For Kaia and Bryn, the internet was buzzing with negative comments about Blanc and its owners, and people were raging about how they will never step a foot into Blanc stores, how Blanc should be closed, and its owners put behind bars.
Kaia sneered. "I wish I can see their faces…"
Bryn was happy with the mess they created. "We will see them in a day or two. In news."
"Do you think they will end up in jail?", Kaia mused.
"With them being so young and rich, I'm confident that there are some shady deals going on. How else would Blanc be so successful? But even if they avoid jail, this negative reputation will be difficult to shake off. This is what they get for messing with us.", Bryn said with malice in her voice.
"We should celebrate!", Kaia exclaimed to what Bryn agreed.
"Let's dress up and go to Reflex!"
Kaia approved of the location Bryn suggested. It's the best nightclub in Fairfield. 
The two ladies moved out of the view of the camera, but based on the chatter that was heard, Sarah and Aiden guessed that those two were going through Kaia's closet, picking what to wear.
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Sarah Hill is an introvert who does not want to attract attention. Other than mad coding skills, Sarah knows how to throw a punch. She believes that her biggest problem is the existence of the hacker Omega and her world flips upside-down when the most popular guy on campus approaches her. What does he want? Why her? (Ah, Sarah, that is only the beginning.) 

JoAnna Hill easily makes friends with her bubbly personality. Some call her a mad scientist, but she prefers ‘Dr. Hill’, because that is what she is. JoAnna is an excellent markswoman who can snipe out any target and she is wondering if her prince charming will ever come.

Sophia Hill is the voice of reason, their pillar of support. She is a confident CEO who knows how to get what she wants. Sophia’s degree in law combined with amazing capabilities to analyze the situation and plan ahead make her the perfect strategist (to achieve a goal without ending up in jail). 

This is a story of three Hill sisters who are navigating through challenges while they uncover the complicated story behind their maternal side of the family. And their father is not a simple man either.
Every sister is different, and so are their relationships. 

They all have in common: trust and belief that if they work together, anything is possible.

Mature content! 18+

***SPOILER? - START *** 
The story starts with a focus on the youngest sister (Sarah). 
After about 100 chapters, the oldest sister (Sophia) gets in the romantic spotlight. 
JoAnna finds herself pulled into romance last, at about 200 chapter mark. 
***SPOILER? - END ***

Excerpt from the novel...

"Do you believe in destiny?", Sarah broke the silence. 
"Destiny?" Aiden didn't expect such a question. 
"Yes. The thing that is meant to happen, and there is nothing you can do to prevent it. And when it does happen, everything feels right." 
"Why would you ask me such a thing?" 
"Until a few weeks ago I would say that there is no such thing as destiny. That we are all masters of our lives and that everything depends on our actions, or lack of it. But I can't help but wonder: why did I not push you away? ... Why does it feel like everything will be OK as long as we are together? ... You are a piece of me that I never knew was missing. Is this destiny?" 
"Mmm... if that is destiny, then I approve it.", Aiden lightly kissed Sarah's shoulder and rested his chin on it. 

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1st WARNING!!!
Contains descriptions of intimate scenes. If you are not comfortable with that, don’t read it!
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2nd WARNING!!!
This is my first novel! :)
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Although the buildings are lit up at night in Los Angeles, the whole city is as horrible as a curse. Put the leftover pizza and beef in the morning in the microwave and heat it up. Take out a bottle of white ice wine from the wine cabinet that you don't know.
    To be honest, Eddie has no concept of alcohol and can't drink it. The red wine is not very tasteful, but the white sugar wine with high sugar content is his favorite in the last life, even if it costs eight or nine hundred bottles. Block, because the ice wine in China is less than 500 blocks, basically all the fucking is fake. Around the same time, I also put a dozen bottles at home.
    The white ice wine brewed at -8℃ is exquisitely brewed. The color is like amber. The taste is sweet and sour. The taste is rich and delicate. It contains a unique and charming fruity aroma. It is called "liquid gold".
    Filling his stomach, Eddy took the wine glass and ice wine on the table and entered the study. He sat in front of the computer and tapped his finger on the keyboard. The first scene of "Dark Fairy" appeared in the middle of the blank document on the computer screen. curse".
    The strange look of Angelina Jolie appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help making people vomit, so fucking ugly!
    The movie "Sleeping Curse" is based on "Sleeping Beauty".
    In the peaceful and peaceful Kingdom of Moore, the innocent little fairy Malin Pherson met the little boy Stefan. The two of them had no guesses, became close friends, and fell in love. But as he grew older, Stefan faded the innocence of the past and was attracted by human greed. Marlene Fitzen grew up to be a fairy with powerful spells. The stupid humans went to war against the Kingdom of Moore, and Stefan brutally cut off the wings of Malin Pherson in order to become the heir to the throne.
    The physical pain and the trauma of the heart have turned Marin Ferson into a ruthless witch full of hatred. In order to avenge her, she cast a sleeping spell on Stefan's daughter Princess Arlo...
    The scenes of the movie in the mind appeared to freeze, and Eddie tried his best to describe all the scenes, characters and dialogues of the movie in the most appropriate terms.
    You can only use this method to write down the story first, and then modify the polish. After all, Eddie is writing for the first time, and he can only use this stupid way.
    Time is like a white horse passing by, and the waves of ripples are brought back forever.
    In the next few days, in addition to meeting with his lawyer and accountant to let them handle mortgages, and then perfunctory phone calls from parents and chatter of brokers, they almost lie in the library.
    It seems that it is not difficult to write, but it is very difficult to start writing. It seems that it is very easy to restore the plot of the movie. However, it is another matter to describe the picture in detail with text. In a few days, Eddie just described One-third of the plot.
    Fortunately, the original Eddie's soul fusion, vocabulary use and description are very appropriate, and sometimes even new ideas can be burst out to add to it, enriching the story content, writing more and more smoothly, which makes Eddie incomparable Excited.
    These days, Eddie eats all takeaways from nearby high-end restaurants. To be honest, he really doesn't like hamburgers in the United States. In order to maintain his health, he almost eats steaks. Does the beef drink milk? He is steak with pizza and ice wine and various fruit and vegetable salads.
    Not to mention, after a few days of eating Hesse, although the body can't see how much meat has grown, but the pale complexion is really rosy, the skinny face is also a lot richer, and the lake blue eyes are brighter . The spirit of the whole person becomes fuller.
    In the sunny Los Angeles in the afternoon, Eddie lay on the lounge chair of the small garden full of various vegetation and flowers, wearing a pair of sunglasses, basking in the warm sunshine, and a cup of coffee and a plate of snacks were placed on the small table next to it , Very relaxing and cozy.
    Listening to the subtle bird chirping from time to time around the tall trees around, Andy's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a trace of pride. Recently, his mind has become more active, his memory has become superior, and he can compete with the geniuses of this world. His eyesight and hearing are far superior to ordinary people, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger.
    Every time he woke up in the morning, he would feel sticky, and sweat mixed with some black dirt made the sheets all over, very disgusting. However, after taking a hot bath, he could clearly feel that his body became lighter and more comfortable.
    Unable to explain all of this reasonably, and not let the second person know his situation, can only be attributed to the welfare brought by the crossing, and the problem of nosebleeds worried a few days ago seems to no longer bother him, as the body cultivates Now, when entering the memory tunnel, there will be no abnormal situation of fainting and nosebleed, which makes Andy, who is very afraid of death, feel extremely relieved and relieved.
    "Buzz..."
    The phone on the side table buzzed and squeaked, and stretched out his hand to pick up the phone, looked at the electric display, it was his agent, but picked it up helplessly, "Hey, Karl, you can let me take a quiet rest Time?"
    "NO, NO, dear Andy, you have been resting long enough, did you know that because of what you have recently written on the blog, "Seventeen" magazine is now willing to bid for $30 to invite you to write a blog, This is good news, isn't it?" Karl, who spoke like a machine gun, shouted happily.
    "Wipe, Karl, did you know that you are a vampire." Andy held the phone with his shoulders and head, and sat up with the arms of the recliner in his hands, said sarcastically.
    "NO, Andy, you know that I'm all for you. Every time I receive money-making calls, how much I hope those calls are made because of you. Well, I love dollars, but I care more about you , I took you from New York to Hollywood, of course, to be responsible for you." Karl arguing without shame.
    "You're really shameless, and I really want to fire you!" Andy has no solution for his agent's shamelessness.
    "Hey, you've fired me four times, you can't threaten me, dear little Andy, the statements you wrote on your blog are so cool, you know, there are already several newspapers that have reported Well, I said long ago, you are a genius..."
    "Okay, your compliments made me sick, or leave you with a big ass secretary wearing a RU ring!" Andy took a sip of coffee and ridiculed with a smirk.
    "Wipe, FUCK, how do you know that she has a ring there? She has done it with you? This little bitch smashed, see how I cleaned her up when I went back..." Karl scolded in a huff.
    "Relax, I haven't done it with her, can't I guess? You'd better be careful, engage in unspoken rules in the office, and be exposed!"
    Hearing Andy's words, Carl couldn't help but change his face slightly, and said with an awkward smile: "How come, everyone, you love what I want."
    "Hey, as a friend, I have persuaded you. If you listen to you, please be careful." Andy rolled his eyes and shrugged helplessly. "Yes, you help me find someone who can cook Chinese food." Nanny, help me find a fitness instructor as soon as possible."
    "Thank you for your care, I will be careful, mainly because I really can't bear the big ass that little bitch smashed. You don't know how cool it is. It's hey, babysitter and coach? Can Chinese food be? It's not so hard to find. It's not easy to find a nanny who has to pass the cooking skills and language!" Karl leaned back on the boss' chair with a smug smile and touched his bald head.
    "Stop, you can cook Chinese home cooking, you can do housework. Are you an idiot, don't you forget that I can speak Chinese, it doesn't matter my age, you must have a legal background." Andy said angrily.
    "Then it's okay, I will help you get it done as soon as possible. I love the United States. As long as there is money, there is nothing that cannot be solved. Also, the deputy editor of "Seventeen" magazine wants to meet you and talk about it. Sign a contract."
    Andy reluctantly agreed to a good time with Karl. After hanging up the phone, a fat smile appeared on Carl's fat face. I hope this is a good start. Recalling that he persuaded Andy to let him become his agent, he encouraged him to move to Hollywood, hoping to get more room for development in this entertainment capital. When he first came, he did have a scene for a while, and the film adaptation rights I also sold it and signed a good publisher. I also entered the largest brokerage company CCA through the light of Andy, and everything seemed very good.
    However, Andy has not written anything for more than a year, and his fame gradually dissipated. In Hollywood, if you lose your fame, you will soon be forgotten, watching Andy gradually depressed, addicted to alcohol and women In the middle, he also has no way.
    Every time because of dissuasion, a big quarrel makes the relationship between the two become more and more rigid. Although Carl likes money and is very frivolous and shameless, he believes that his vision, Andy is a genius, he believes that Andy will definitely come back, he did not listen. The suggestion of his little secretary gave up Andy, who could no longer bring him economic benefits, but helped Andy find suitable jobs everywhere, hoping to help him through this difficult period.
    Especially in the recent period, Andy, who used to cause headaches, no longer fooled out, not only updated the blog to maintain his readership, but also wrote a lot of texts that made everyone laugh and laugh, but everyone likes it. His persistence is right. .
    Carl laughed proudly and couldn't help moving his heart. He pressed the phone. After a while, the blond woman in a black OL suit swayed the graceful figure and pushed the door in. She closed the door easily, and Carl's face was gruffy and smiling. Beckoned.
    "Baby, come, come to Daddy Karl, yes, squat down, and blow a big trumpet first..."
    In the office, there was a sound of learning and listening. Listen carefully, and you can hear the man's heavy gasps.

From the 2015 Chinese mobile game programmer Song Dawei who walked through the appendage and drowned American young writer Andy Smith in 2006, now that you are reborn, enjoy your life.

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To confirm his hypothesis, Terry looked at the available jobs, he couldn't read, but by seeing some images, he could understand their content. In any case, he only saw B rank jobs. There was a chance of him finding one higher, but he didn't recall seeing one the other day when he came early in the morning.
'It seems even though anyone could enter the guild, not all jobs are available… if the guilds accept all kinds of jobs, then they also receive assassination requests or things like that. But I only see here B rank jobs, and all of those are to slay powerful monsters.'
Terry knew assassinations were just one of the many things the guild members could do once the payment was good enough, and they have the necessary means. But it wouldn't be weird if they get involved even with monsters to do who knows what.
'I'm sure someone here gave those goblins weapons… in any case, at least the old man is neutral regarding these jobs. That is why he answered my questions, but he didn��t look at me like he was annoyed. I just completed a job and asked a few questions about it… As long as they are paid, everyone here will betray their previous clients…'
Terry frowned when he finally noticed the magnitude of the organization he joined. It was interesting, but it was also dangerous since everyone there could backstab him without blinking if someone pays them.
'That kind of thing is probably hard… Anyway, based on the information I have, the goblins only attacked that farm, but they got those weapons. So it is pretty much obvious that someone gave them those weapons, but why? Why increase the goblins' strength? Is that related to the fact no one accepted that job in weeks?'
If a rumor about goblins carrying magic weapons spread, the newbies who would typically accept that kind of job would hesitate, and that explained why their numbers grew. As for why they received those weapons, Terry concluded that someone would benefit from that.
'The goblins only attacked that farm… but it seems unlikely another farm would give monsters that kind of weapon just to make a rival farm lose a few animals. Aside from that, those weapons would help the goblins to protect their villages. If that is the objective… someone wants to keep those villages where they are… to block the passage of everyone.'
Something was on the other side of the goblins' villages… something was hidden in the south of Honiara. Terry was sure of it, but even though he was curious, he didn't have any reason to get involved. Even if he had, he was too weak to confront whoever was giving such weapons to goblins.
'Better do my own things instead of involving myself with something which I can't fully grasp the magnitude. Geez… I barely arrived in this world, and I already found two troublesome groups of people in a single region. Are those rivals' groups or… perhaps the same group?'
Either way, the risk was too big for him. Terry knew all too well that saying "no pain, no gain." But one wouldn't obtain anything challenging a mountain in which the top is hidden above the clouds. Terry shook off those thoughts out of his mind and analyzed the D ranks jobs available. Two picked his interest, one which had the image of a bottle and the other which had the image of a book. Both of those were rank D. So it probably wasn't something like cleaning a library or serving beers.
He picked up those papers and brought them to the bald old man and asked the content of those jobs.
"The first job is to help a potion maker, and the second is to copy grimoires… you can't read, so you should pick the first option."
Terry couldn't read the characters of that world, but that didn't mean he couldn't copy them. Besides, the word grimoire picked up his interest.
'I wonder what will happen if my weapon touches a grimoire…'
Terry waited for Nerienda's comments, but he heard nothing. If it was valuable, he could absorb for GOLD, but something else was bound to happen since it was a book that could make everyone learn magic.
"So, the person who made this request sells grimoires? Only grimoires?"
"No, she sells all kinds of books."
When he heard the word 'she,' Terry made up his mind and accepted the job. Like always, his expectations were high; he hoped that he would find a meek but cute librarian or a voluptuous witch. He was more interested in his new future boss, but he also was interested in the books he would find there. With luck, he thought he would find a bestiary, and that book would probably grant him the skill to analyze monsters.
"It would make sense if I learn the skill to analyze monsters from a bestiary… but would that skill work on humans?"
"Who knows?"
Contrary to Terry's expectation, the library was quite big, and many people were there buying grimoires. He peeked at the scene of someone paying for an average looking grimoire, and he saw the buyer giving two medium gold coins.
'It's not that expensive… if that grimoire teaches someone how to restore a lost limb.'
'That book can teach you how to create a rain cloud to water a one hundred meters field for five minutes.'
'… I don't think I can kill a monster or save my life with only that.'
At least that made Terry understand that magic could do much more than kill or heal wounds. Anyway, that library was two stores high, forty meters long and ten wide. Aside from the counter where the buyers paid the books, Terry could only see shelves filled with books and grimoires. He searched for his new boss, but the only person there was a hooded figure receiving the money for the books. That person was only five feet tall, and he couldn't even see if that person was a man or a woman thanks to the hood and the cloak covering that person's entire body.
'She is probably my new boss… but come on! A kid? That's not funny!'
'Why are you complaining to me? It's not my fault that your way of thinking is too stupid. Besides, you shouldn't judge people by their appearances.'
Nerienda was right, but Terry couldn't see anything but a bullied child hidden within those clothes. He quickly lost all the excitement he had about his new boss and decided to concentrate on the job itself. After ten minutes, all the customers left the library, and he approached the hooded women.
"Excuse me; I came for the job of copying grimoires."
The hooded woman nodded and led Terry to a small on the second floor; there she put one book without anything written in it, a quill pen, a bottle of ink, and the grimoire he would have to copy. Luckily, for Terry, the grimoire wasn't all that thick.
"… Call me when you finish, it doesn't matter if you finish this copy in an hour or in a week. I will pay you sixty-eight small gold coins for each copy."
The hooded person left without waiting to hear Terry's questions, which he had a lot. In the end, he gave up and sighed. The voice was definitely the voice of a woman, but she looked to be a gloomy person who had been bullied a lot. In any case, teenager or woman, Terry decided not to get involved; he knew that he was the complete opposite of such a person, and they wouldn't get along. So, he started the job.
The letters of that world seemed to be like a combination of Japanese and Chinese characters, and thanks to that, all Terry could see in that book was strange drawings of things one could quickly draw with fewer traces.
"… Well, whatever. I just have to copy those."
Terry couldn't understand how those symbols were organized, the only thing he understood was that every page had twenty lines, and each had five to six symbols. By concentrating, he managed to copy the first page in less than five minutes, he compared his first page with the original and felt satisfied because both were identical.
"Well, this much is already expected. I wrote a lot thanks to my damn college teachers."
Terry wasn't exactly a genius, so he had to take notes like there was no tomorrow, and because of it, his handwriting was way above average. In any case, his agility and dexterity probably were also helping him in that regard, he could do better by increasing his dexterity, but he didn't need to increase his dexterity to crush his enemies' skulls… not much, at least.
Four hours later, Terry finished the first book after copying sixty thousand of those symbols. Four hours of writing on earth were exhausting to him, but he wasn't feeling that tired.
"Hehe, it seems that I hit the jackpot. This job is too easy."
Terry took the book he copied to where the hooded woman was, surprisingly, she was also copying another book. Terry ignored that and gave her his copy. However, she took her sweet time checking every single page.
'Does this shrimp has to check every single damn page?'
'Can you blame her? You don't look like a person who would have such clean, neat, and fast handwriting. Obviously, she is suspecting that did something wrong.'
'How rude! I'm a man of many talents, in a locked room I can show a few of them.'
'Clearly, reading the mood isn't one of your few talents.'
The hooded woman finished her inspection and saw Terry with his arms crossed and showing a confident expression as if he was the boss.
"… Will you continue?"
"Yes."
The hooded woman nodded and then grabbed ten grimoires and gave it to Terry. That was a challenge, and Terry accepted it.

Terry was just an average nerd who liked to drink, fool around with his friends, play computer games, and watch anime. He didn't care about his past, nor did he worry about his future. But then, on a particular Saturday night, he was summoned by a goddess, and she sent him to another world with a single mission: entertain her.

Follow Terry on this journey while he tries to get stronger, get laid, and make the goddess open her legs. But he will fail to get laid, many, many times.

That night Little Bo stayed with Lin Xiaoxiao at the hospital. Shen Xing and Shen Li went to work on trying to find the best doctor they could to give Little Bo's mother even one more percent chance towards the better of the outcomes. Qin Mei was heading home to gather up some overnight bags for the two girls. When she peeked in on them in the guest room that was connected to Bo Ling's VIP room, Qin Mei couldn't help but smile. The term "blood is thicker than water" is not always correct. Bonds formed together through hardship can be just as thick as any blood ties one may have. Blood relationships do not always mean the best of relationships. The two sleeping girls in front of Qin Mei are proof of that. Even Qin Mei's relationship with Lin Xiaoxiao is proof as well. Between the three of them, there were no blood ties just a deep familial love that could not be severed no matter what. 
Qin Mei left the hospital and headed back home. She stopped off at her house first to freshen up and get changed before heading over to Little Bo's place. Qin Mei did not go directly to Little Bo's room, she went to Bo Ling's room first. She wanted to clean the room up for her sister so that when she came back she would have a nice clean room to stay in.  As Qin Mei started pulling the sheets off the bed an object fell to the floor. 
Qin Mei knelt down and picked it up. It was a bunch of pieces of paper folded up together. Qin Mei opened it up to find it to be a letter. Qin Mei's hands started to tremble as she started reading the contents.
"To my dearest daughter. By the time you are reading this, I am probably already gone. The pain in my body has become too much to bear. I did not want to leave this world in such a way but I can no longer handle the pain that constantly shoots throughout my body. But before I go I must let you know a few things. That is why I am writing this letter. All those years ago when you were just a little baby I found you near a dumpster in City A. Some cruel minded person, actually left an adorable baby such as yourself to suffer the hardships of life at such a young age. At that time it seemed as if you were only a few months old. When I laid eyes on you I fell in love. Instead of taking you to the police station, as I should have, I took you home. During that time my life was very grey. But the day you entered my life color was once again added to it. You are the treasure I found that gave me something to work towards in life. 
Raising you became my goal in life. I told you that your father left when you were very young. But that was a story I made up the day you asked why you didn't have a daddy. I cried tears that night because I had to lie to you. At that time I found you I had a serious case of depression. I lost both my parents due to an accident and was having a hard time paying for the bills on the home my parents left me. But after I found you everything changed. I quit the job I had and started doing jobs that allowed me to bring you with me.
You became my life… No, I should say that you were my angel. A Guardian angel that broke me out of my depression. You actually saved my life. Because at that time I was thinking of ending my own suffering and joining my parents in the afterlife. 
As you got older and saw me struggling to make ends meet you even dropped out of school. As your mother, I felt upset that I was not able to give you a good life. But not once did you complain. You did oddball jobs and helped bring in more money which helped us a great deal. That year I borrowed money from loan sharks in order to pay for a few repairs to the house, made you suffer the most. Those people caused you to have a fear of men at a young age. My daughter, I am sorry. That was brought upon you by me and my foolish actions. If it was not for Qin Mei my dear sister I am sure our lives would have been a lot worse. Thanks to her the loan sharks finally left us alone so that we could continue our normal lives. I owe Sister Mei so much I don't even know how I could ever repay her.
Then there was the day you brought Lily home. That poor girl had such a horrific life. Such a kind girl treated in such a way brought tears to my eyes and made my heartache for her. It was then though with Lily in your life that I saw you truly smile for the first time since you were young. The two of you became like sisters in no time. I was truly happy that Lily came into your life. She changed our hard lives to one of ease within the first year she knew us. For this, I will always be grateful. There is no way I could ever pay her back for all she has done.
Now, my daughter, you are grown into such a beautiful woman. You finally met a man you love. You might not say it but I can tell by how you talk about him. The gentleness in your eyes gives it away. I hope in the future you will be able to marry him and have a good life together. Maybe even have a daughter of your own someday. 
My dearest daughter, Ru'er, although we are not related by blood. You are my Bo Ling's daughter. I love you and wish for you to have all the happiness in your life that you so dearly deserve. I am sorry that I am stubborn and did not want to see a doctor. They cost so much money, how could I ask for help when I already owe so much. Now that you are grown and have a life of your own now. I can leave this world content. 
Ru'er your mother loves you with all her heart… And I'm sorry I left like this."
Tears streamed down Qin Mei's cheeks...
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Death... That was all Lin Xiaoxiao got as she tried to walk down the red carpet at an awards show. Well, it should have been her death but when she woke from the darkness, she found her self in the body Xi Xiaoxiao. A girl who was the unwanted daughter of the Xi family. Beaten and enslaved, treated worse than an ant crawling on the ground. Lin Xiaoxiao promised she would get revenge on the Xi family for treating a little girl in such a horrific way. While taking back her title of top actress of the entertainment world at the same time! As an ex-top actress who can stop her? The one thing she did not count on was this devilish man who forced a kiss on her and whats worse is her body and soul cant resist him!

"Little beauty how about you help me warm my bed tonight?"

"I told you a thousand times don't call me little beauty! As for warming your bed... Not happening."

"Then how about I warm your bed then?"

"Mmm... This I can agree to. But after it is warm you will need to leave so I can go to bed. I'll be in the other room, take your time."

"Then I will just warm your body Instead."

".......Ah! Okay...."

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     The job flyer caught my eye as it deliberately excluded robots.  Most menial jobs without work experience requirements were done by privately owned robots whose owners reaped the profits.  The more robots you owned, the more net worth you could earn.  A lot of people invested in robots, so they could double their income.  Few jobs were listed anymore for solely humans.
     I jotted down the time and place for the interview and headed home.  I planned to check it out if I had the time.  Three blocks away from home, I had a holo from my dad.  "I saw your show today.  How much longer do you have until it wraps up?"
     "Just a few more days, Dad." I changed the subject. "How's the new dog?"
     "Better than the last one.  Your mom hasn't tripped over this one yet." 
     "She's still in the hospital with her broken hip.  You need to train the dogs better or hire someone to train them," I reminded him for the umpteenth time.
     "Why aren't you home yet?  I'm hungry." He griped in response to my nagging.  "Can you pick up something fried?"
     "I was going to cook.  It's healthier."
     "You only live once.  If I'm going to die, I want to be happy.  Pick up some fried chicken."
     I hung up the phone and headed to the nearest transporter to place an order for fried chicken.  It was no use to argue with a crotchety old man.  Plus, I liked fried foods too.  After a few seconds, I had piping hot fried chicken and mashed potatoes with gravy as I strode the final blocks to my street.  "Dad, I'm home," I called.  "I brought the chicken."
     "In the squatter.  Put some chicken on a plate for Fred too."
     "We don't need to feed the dog until we finish eating."
     "He's my dog.  He's family.  He eats with us."
     "Fine then."   Off to the kitchen I went.  Robotic arms on a track attempted to take the food from me, but as the robots would not serve the dog a portion, I decided to manually get the plates ready.  The Helping Hand robots were awesome, except for the fact that they would not serve portions outside of nutritional guidelines or for more people than were present in the home.  I have spent countless hours trying to defeat the robots logic to obtain a snack before.  Some things are left better to manual control.  Portion sizes are one of them.  However, I never want to relive the nightmare of doing dishes by hand like that week I was grounded for sneaking to a party ever again.  It's a delicate balance.
     Dad, Fred, and I ate dinner while watching the holo5.  The holo5 was the newest version of visual home entertainment.  The 3d holograms were now able to incorporate smell, so they were closer to making the five senses of humans appear in your home viewing.  I think they chose the smells though, as food smells were enhanced, but body odor didn't seem to ever appear.  Taste wasn't something they could transmit digitally yet (at least not cost-effectively), but food companies were always on stand-by when certain shows came on for multiple orders to the transporters.
     As a commercial for pizza came on, the smell was overwhelming.  I looked at my chicken with resignation.  Once I smelled Italian food, I was done.  Fred looked at my hands offering him my leftovers and rolled over to show me his plump body.  He was full too.  I put away the leftovers and placed a blanket over my father who had fallen asleep in his recliner.  I pressed the button to make the recliner go into sleep mode, which inclined Dad to a better posture for sleeping.
     I took Fred for an evening stroll, equipped with the disintegrator in case of any "deposits" and then deposited him to Dad's lap for the rest of the evening.  I pulled my hair back and got ready to hook my digital tablet into a charger so I could assist with re-writing the script for the show's finale.  The audience had responded more favorably to a villain than expected, so we had to adjust his ending and give his story more screen time.  
     As a junior screenwriter on this project, I did a ton of work for very little recognition.  Once this was over, I hadn't been assigned to any other teams, so I would need to look for another opportunity myself.  My boss for this project was an ambitious lady named Justina.  She made it clear that I could not promote or follow another team without her permission as she wanted my talent, but didn't want me to advance and leave her team.  
     Considering most of the recent season episodes were content I had written and gotten no credit for, I was ready to move on.  Justina always responded to questions as it was a team effort pulled off under her leadership.  While she was happy to take the credit for a team effort, any criticisms did not adhere to the same principle.  Therefore, the only thing in my file was reprimands, not accomplishments.  It would be difficult to sign onto another team with this company, even if I could go around my current boss.  Freelance writing positions didn't pay much, so I would check out that job I had seen on the flyer earlier today.
     After far too little sleep, I kissed Dad on the cheek as I headed out for work and he headed to the kitchen for his 4th cup of coffee this morning. When I arrived at work, I handed one of the five Galaxy Grinds takeaways to my best friend at work, Shelly Tragalfar.  She was waiting for her mocha cappuccino when I walked in.  "Prepare for the worst," she whispered as we headed to the writer's area.  "Justina is on the warpath.  We made our client wait until 3 a.m. for the script for next week."
     "Seriously?" I asked.  "We got the notes from the director after five yesterday.  That's less than twelve hours on a project that should have taken days."
     "Yeah, the director was raving about the content being wonderful, so she couldn't ream us on that today."
     "Sometimes I think Justina exists just to make us feel inferior.  Every time, we deliver quality, yet we get written up for the most ridiculous things."
     "Yeah, I mean, she even put in a reprimand on you for delivering items only a few hours late when you rushed to the hospital to deal with your mom's broken hip.  What does she expect from us, supernatural foresight?"
     "Shelly, if I go for another job, I'm putting you down as a reference to counteract what she's put in my file.  I can't afford a litigator to have my file corrected."
     "You know it, CJ.  I have got your back.  Any prospects yet?"
     "I'm looking into this position they were advertising.  It said robots need not apply."
     "That's usually something creative.  Robots have difficulty with fields that require creativity after all," Shelly postulated.
     "They are still great with analyzing what people respond to regarding creativity.  They can definitely help in a brainstorming session for marketing departments and many of the best marketing agencies use them.  They can even write according to formulaic phrasing if given enough data.  All of the latest Patterson Enterprises novels have been written by robots.  That's how they are still crediting novels to that Patterson guy who's been dead for a hundred years now.  If a formula works, it works.  They say he and his robots have written thousands of blockbusters."
     "There's a reason few of those are fantasy or sci-fi.  It's harder to be predictable in a novel where creativity is the biggest selling point."
     "Some of those are just as predictable.  Ever since video games came out, fantasy adventures are basically just a few adventurers going on a quest to save the world from something over and over again."
     "Yeah, you might be right.  Look lively, Justina is heading this way."
     "Ladies, team briefing in ten minutes," Justina informed us.  "One of those for me, CJ?"
     "White chocolate mocha is in the red cup," I smiled.  "I heard the director loved the script."
     "The director absolutely loved the script.  He's thinking of pitching a spin-off featuring this villain if the audience continues to respond like they have been.  We did great work on this one ladies.  Going forward, you just need to work on timeliness a bit, CJ.  We've discussed this before.  I'd hate to have to put another reprimand in your file.  You were supposed to have the revised script to the director at midnight."
     "I didn't see that note in the file transfer while I was working on the project."
     "Right here," Justina pointed to her screen.
     "Doesn't that say midnight tonight?" I genuinely felt a bit perplexed at having missed a deadline.
     "Either way, you need to sharpen up.  It doesn't pay to deliver things close to the deadline.  Prepare more quickly next time.  You should just have multiple scripts on hand when you are working on an arc.  I used to do that when I was a junior writer."
     "I'll take that under advisement," I smiled thinly.  Luckily, Justina didn't seem to care that my smile wasn't genuine.  I anticipated a long day ahead.

CJ finished her writing gig on a hit television series as a junior writer.  Not having gotten added to any new projects, she interviews for a human only exploration mission to a newly discovered planet capable of supporting biological life, like Earthlings.  What she discovers there will change her life forever.  Are you up to taking this journey with CJ?

"So none of you are willing to go back with me?"
.
3 days had gone by just like that..... and today, Santa was finally leaving Baymard.
But since he would be coming again once Penelope signed the treaty.... everyone chose to go later on, and not right now.
And since they were allowed to work, they immediately started thinking of going job hunting and so on.
Sure, they were royals..... but ever since they had stepped in here, they had seen other royals worke as well.
Mother Kim was a teacher, and even king Landon worked at the hospital and every other place one could imagine.
.
Yesterday when they looked at the newspaper, they saw several job ads in them.
One should know that at the end of every semester, students graduated and started looking for jobs.
Hence there were always people trying to get into the job market.
.
Even those who were on holidays still needed summer jobs... hence the newspapers were always filled with several jobs offered daily.
Of course, some jobs like junior electricians..... or any job that was deeply rooted with Baymard's secrets, were completely unavailable to Non-Baymardians.
On the newspapers, it would say things like: 'Must be a citizen of Baymard'... And so on.
.
Yesterday, they had spent their entire time preparing for some job interviews.
They had read articles on the newspaper about prepping for jobs... as well as what they should bring to these interviews.
The whole thing seemed so fascinating.... especially to the women.
One had to know that all they did all day.....  was sit at home, make sure that the maids had prepared their husband and children's meals, run the household, and so on.
They actually never touched anything, so this was a whole new experience for them.
.
As for the men, they couldn't leave as well.... as 4 days from now, they would begin a test trial on how Baymard was going to train their knights.
They would train until Santa came back.
And apart from that, they were also allowed to take up part time jobs if they wanted to.
Staying in Baymard for months, would definitely run their money dry.... whether they were nobles or not.
Hence getting a job was definitely for the best.
.
In respect to the children, they were all starting school in 2 days time.... so of course they would stay as well.
Yes.... Duchess Mina and Duke Samula had decided to allow their children stay in Baymard and study for both semesters.
And in summer, they would come back to Carona as well.
One had to look at the bigger picture here.
If they could get educated, then when they graduated.... they could help in making changes within Carona.
After all, like Landon had said: the future were the youths.
.
And so as to keep their sons sword fighting skills intact..... they had decided to leave 4 of their most trusted guards with them while they stayed.
One had to know that knight pages trained almost everyday..... hence they needed the guards to keep their sons on their toes.
At least once a day, ther sons should practice fiercely for an entire hour.... or more.
.
As for their daughters, they were more than pleased to elevate them... as they felt like the courses offered here, were way better than what was offered at Carona.
So far, their daughters had taken etiquette classes, Poetry, reading and writing classes.... as well as simple math classes (addition & subtraction)
But when they saw Linda and all the other children here.... they were completely stunned by how intellectually smart they all were.
.
Anyway... Today was August 10th, and school had already resumed on the 3rd of the month.
But even still, Landon had assured them that it wasn't too late for the children to join in the semester.
Presently, they had all signed up for:
•Math 1: Addition & subtraction 
•Math 2 : Division & Multiplication
•Pyron 1: Nouns, adjectives, Reading, writing...etc
.
Of course those were just their main courses.... as they had other courses like Arts & Craft, History, Poetry, Gym, and so on.
So one could say that these children would have their hands full for the rest of the semester.
Bottom line, Santa was leaving with half of the royal guards..... and neveryone else was staying here until the treaty was brought back.
.
Looking at the goods that he had stocked up on his ship, Santa couldn't help but smile a bit.
For this first round, he had only chosen things that were a necessity for his people.
Things like Mattresses, beddings, books, pens, winter jackets, .... and so on, were his first line of action.
.
Before leaving, he had spoken to Landon about the price.
Landon wanted these items to be accessible to even peasants, so there was no way that he would allow anyone to sell them at a ridiculously price.
Hence he came up with a price range for various areas..... based on the exportation tax fees and so on.
For example, if 12 pencils cost 3 Copper coins.... then Carona could sell it between 3-8 Copper coins per pack.
.
Landon had added shipping rate, exportation tax, middleman fees and so on... to the that initial price.
But since Santa would usually buy in bulk/wholesale... the price should automatically become cheaper, when compared to shipping individually.
At the end, he had cost down on a lot of fees.
Time passed by swiftly.... and once everything was finally packed, Santa came back to say goodbye to everyone.
.
"Woo... Bro, they're so mean.
Can't they at least pretend to miss me a little?" Santa said while hugging Landon and pouting like a little kid.
Landon shook his head and smiled awkwardly.
This guy was truly shameless!
Everyone felt a headache coming along, as they looked at the giant sized child before them.
The children smacked their hands at their foreheads, as they too felt like this guy way too childish..... even for them.
And they should know, they were the ones who were kids.
.
"Ermmm...Uncle, you know we'll miss you right?
So stop crying." Replied one of the children.
"Yeah uncle.... we'll miss you for sure."
"Uncle, haven't I told you that you're the best in the whole wide Hertfilia?"
The children tried to coax this baby-like uncle of theirs until they saw signs of his 'mood' cheering up.
.
Santa raised his head and looked at them sadly, with a poppy dog look on his face.
"Really?..... You'll miss me?" Santa asked pitifully.
"For sure uncle." They replied.
"Okay... since you'll all miss me too much, then come back with me."
"__"
"Uncle.... please get on the ship!"
"Farewell uncle!"
"Goodbye!!"


Author here; Please make sure to check out my other book!
Thank you all for tuning in..... English is my second language... so I promise to try my best.
Again, the first few chapters may seem slow, but trust me, everything will fall into place. there's a reason for everything.
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Well, now back to the synopsis....
Er-erhmm. 
...............
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Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

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Author-san: the book is a bit fast paced. But it be really be worth it. so just give it a try and you might be surprised.

    Nuansa is on her way home right now. She keeps thinking about what's the best way to tell Reynand that she's rejecting the man. 
On the way, Nuansa met her old friend, her friend from elementary school named Fani.
"Nuansa!" exclaimed Fani.
"Fani?" said Nuansa, she looked incredulous at the figure she saw. The two of them then hugged.
"Where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere," said Nuansa.
"I'm currently studying outside J City. Incidentally, because these days are holidays, I can go home and have to come back the day after tomorrow. How about you?" asked Fani.
"Mmm, you see it for yourself, I'm still the same."
Fani then feels bad. "Do you want to come with me to buy a milkshake? I'll get one for you too."
"Milkshake?"
"Sshh, don't ask too many questions. Come on."
The two of them then approached a beverage outlet located not far from the police station where Reynand works.
"So, how are your sales results? Looks like it has increased a lot," asked Fani while enjoying her milkshake.
"Um, it only happened today. Everything is still the same as before."
"What about your parents? How's them?"
"Fani, can we not talk about this? I mean, I know you mean well, but, I don't want you to feel sorry for it or anything. Let's just talk about jobs, do you know a good job opening for me?"
"All right, I understand. Jobs? Nowadays is the age of the internet, why don't you just look for job vacancies on the internet?"
"Like what?"
"Selling your cassava chips in the online shop, making video content. I don't know, both of them are really good for you, I guess. You can focus on cassava making content if you want to make videos."
"What if I don't make it? Like, what if I lose profit?"
"Hahaha, the risk of loss for selling online is close to zero percent. As long as you have a smartphone and wi-fi or mobile data, you can be very successful."
"Smartphone?"
"Yes," said Fani, nodding and smiling.
"No other choice but a smartphone?"
"Why?"
"I ... don't have it, hehe."
"Hmm, I think there's still another way, like, maybe ... you can go to an internet cafe, for example. But, I'm not sure if an online shop can run smoothly via a computer, I mean, it better with a smartphone than with a computer."
"So this is the end, it seems my destiny is to become a seller of cassava chips."
"You can write online and earn a commission if you like writing of course."
"That's interesting, but unfortunately I don't have the talent to write at all."
They then fell silent. Fani then looked at Nuansa with a smile.
"It's okay, I'm sure there are other ways," said Fani.
"Forget it. Thanks for the milkshake, this is delicious. Go home, you must be wanted by your parents," said Nuansa.
"Wait a minute." Fani then entered the outlet, and approached a middle-age woman who sat on the cashier's chair, it seems that this woman is the owner of this beverage outlet.
"Maam, are there any vacancies here?" asked Fani.
"No," replied the middle-aged woman briefly. From a distance, Nuansa chuckled, Fani returned to his chair.
"Never mind, I said forget it," said Nuansa.
"Eh, how about you?" continued Nuansa.
"What?" asked Fani.
"Is there a guy who likes you?"
"Why did you suddenly ask that? Have you been proposed or something?"
"Hmmm, yes."
"Uuuh, who is that lucky guy?"
"I still haven't given my answer, because ... Hey! I'm asking you! Why did you ask back before answering?"
"Hehehe, actually I'm engaged."
"Eh?!" Nuansa suddenly checked Fani's ring finger. She found a ring on Fani's right ring finger.
"Do I know your fiancé? Is he's our friend from school?"
"Ehehe, no. He's my college friend."
"Tell me, how did it feel to be engaged? It must be very wonderful and fun, right?"
Fani then smiled and blinked her eyes. "Yes. And it can only be felt, not told. But, wait! I have an idea! I have an idea!"
"Huh? What?"
"You're a hired girlfriend!"
"Girlfriend? Hired?"
"Yes, just a moment, I'll open the site." Fani then opened her smartphone and opened a website that allows users to hire a hired girlfriend/boyfriend.
"Well, here. Here, you can register to become a hired girlfriend. Fill in your complete bio, then enter the rate, and just wait for the tenant to come to hire you as their fake girlfriend," said Fani.
"But, isn't this job have a high risk? You know what I mean."
"No, this site is one hundred percent safe, this site has offices in every province in Indonesia. The tenant must also fill in their data correctly and genuinely because someone from this site's office will come over them later to ensure that they're a good person when they hired a hired girlfriend or boyfriend. So the hired one will be fine."
"The site's party is really going to come over the tenant?"
"Of course, until now there have been no incidents of harassment or anything because of this site. I guarantee it, this site is very safe."
"Hmmm, okay, can you sign me up?"
"Ok, I'll fill in your data first."
Fani then focused on her smartphone and filled in Nuansa's personal data to registering her on that site.
"How much do you want to charge?" asked Fani.
"How much does the average person charge?" Nuansa asking back.
"Various, uncertain."
Nuansa then silently to think about it.
"Just charge fifty times cheaper than the cheapest that you ever see," said Nuansa. Fani was suddenly surprised by Nuansa's suggestion.
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, this is my business strategy, you'll understand later."
Fani thought for a moment. "Ah ... Alright, you are smart."
"In this way, there will be many who wants you, so tomorrow you can get a tenant. Tomorrow, meet me again here, we'll see which man you choose," continued Fani.
"So, I don't need to go to the internet cafe anymore?" asked Nuansa.
"At first I thought you were going to charge at an expensive price, but with this strategy, in just a few hours you will have got a lot of potential tenants."
"Very well. Thanks for everything."
"You're welcome, glad to be able to help my old friend."
Nuansa then chuckled. "I'll go home first."
"See you tomorrow!" exclaimed Fani, Nuansa only smiled.
***
Arriving home, Nuansa was greeted by her mom who looked worried about her. Maybe because Nuansa never came home too late like this, so her mom is worried.
"Nuansa, where are you been?" asked Durah, Nuansa's mom.
"I got a new job, mom!" said Nuansa while hugging her mom with joy.
"Huh?" Durah looked confused and sighed because of Nuansa's hug.
"I'm going to be a hired girlfriend!"
"Hired girlfriend?! No! No! I won't let you!"
"Mom, listen to me first." Nuansa then explains everything in detail. Durah then considered her decision.
"How? You'll let me, right?" asked Nuansa after explaining everything.
"Sounds good, but ... How about our cassava chip business?" said Durah.
"I'll ask for a daily wage, so mom and dad don't need to make the cassava chips anymore"
"You guarantee it? I mean, is this job can be our hope?"
"Of course! I guarantee it one hundred percent!"
"Hmm, all right, I'm letting you."
"Mwah! Mwah! Thank you, mom! I'm sure that this work will change our lives! By the way, our cassava chips are sold out today," said Nuansa while kissing Durah's cheeks. Durah looks happy when she finds out that her cassava chips are sold out today.
"What's happening? Why are you guys so loud?" asked Arfan, Nuansa's father, who came out of their house because he heard the voice of his wife and his daughter who sounded very happy. Nuansa and Durah then smiled at the question.

Do you need a hired girlfriend service at the cheapest rate? 

That's Nuansa, a 21-year-old girl who's a seller of cassava chips.

One day, she decided to be a hired girlfriend to earn more income, but an unexpected thing happened: her client is the most perverted person in the world. 

No. In the whole universe!

"Ok, can I ask you now?" said Neptunus.

"You can ask me whatever you want," Nuansa replied.

"But, you must answer it because I'll only ask you one question."

"Of course, I will answer you."

Neptunus then brought his face closer to Nuansa's face and stared at her intently. This, of course, made Nuansa's heart beat faster and faster.

"What is your bra size?" Neptunus asked. 

"...huh???"

Having already signed the contract, could Nuansa stay as Neptunus's hired girlfriend for one month according to the agreement in their contract?.

Could her heart sways by the client hiding a bitterness of his life and a mystery behind his annoying attitude?.

***

NOTE:

I'M TRYING TO EDIT ALL OF THE CHAPTERS HERE AND CHAPTER 1-72 ARE EDITED ALREADY.

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