A man transmigrates to another world where gods and Demi-gods live. 

All rights reserved to Rick Riordan and/or his publishing company. I only own my OC. For more info on the book read the auxiliary volume.

After VR became a real thing every one tot they were gone de the OP MC. striving to join the biggest guild, fighting each other, hunting monsters.

 but why, its not the only way to make money in the game, you can make money with everything as long as you have the patios, time, connections and luck.

 Any blacksmith needs ore but nobody wants to be a miner.

 How is so stupid to waist their gaming time farming.

 Their are a couple but not many.

(English is not my primary language so please correct any mistakes I make. i'm sorry for the horribly writhing. It's my first time.)
(cover art is not mine if owner wants it removed just leave a comment.)

"‘Warcraft II: Beyond the Dark Portal,’ released in 1996, collector’s edition. I can’t believe we have a copy. Actually, during my childhood, I had a copy, but I didn’t take care of it and threw it away.
"‘Warcraft II’ was awarded the ‘Best Multiplayer Game of The Year’ by PC-Game, and ‘Best Online Game of The Year’ by CNET. Blizzard Entertainment started being successful from there…
"Look, behind the packaging, there’s a preview of an upcoming game. That would be ‘StarCraft,’ which would become a future hit. Oh, and there’s also a part promoting ‘Diablo’—but why is it so small?
"Seems like Blizzard Entertainment didn’t have high expectations for ‘Diablo.’ However, it turned out to be a dark horse. Eighteen days after it launched, it had sold one million copies."
When it came to these games, Potter was not shy anymore. He spoke with confidence, and was knowledgeable on every disc.
After flipping through them, he said, "Alright, sirs. I would like to buy these, with confirmation that it’s all the original discs in them."
"After negotiating the price," Hans said, "you can open them for validation."
Potter asked, "How much would you like for them?"
Hans placed down his coffee cup and said in a firm tone, "I believe 25,000 is a reasonable price. Look at how well they have been maintained. With the age—"
"Alright," Potter said amiably, "if they are the original discs, then 25,000 it is."
Hans was about to let loose of a wave of logic and arguments, but in the end, he bottled it all up.
Li Du couldn’t help but laugh; he had seen that look from Hans before.
When they had first started working together, they picked up a Harley Davidson motorcycle from a unit and sold it to Cylinder Head. He was also like this: when Hans had stated his initial price, the other party accepted it immediately.
In fact, that was a negotiable price. The lowest he would go was 20,000.
However, the higher the better. Hans shrugged to Li Du and said with a bitter laugh, "I should have just said 50,000."
Potter clearly was one of those born with a silver spoon in his mouth; one could tell just from his clothes.
He wore an Armani casual shirt; just this piece of clothing could possibly be worth the combined cost of all the clothes Li Du had worn in his entire life.
Potter opened the games and checked the discs. He had a laptop in his bag. After putting the discs in, it revealed that they were functioning properly.
He randomly picked a few, and after validating that none of them had any issues, he said, "Nice working with you guys—tell me your account number, and I’ll transfer the money to you now."
It was indeed a pleasant deal.
Hans shook hands with him and said, "Thank you, buddy. I’m happy to have found a suitable owner for these discs. Forgive my bluntness, but only a handful of people are worthy of having them, and clearly you are one of those few."
Potter smiled politely and said, "I like to collect games discs and comic books. If you have any comic books that are worth collecting, you can also come and find me. I’ll give you guys a good price."
"Deal!"
After selling the game discs, what was left for them to sell was the old Winchester gun.
For the gun, Hans had also found a few potential buyers. The early morning of the next day they went scout out the place where the storage facility was.
Hans spoke as they traveled. "Movie storage units don’t belong to a storage company. Every movie company in the whole of America has their own facilities, each holding onto a huge amount of useful and useless stuff. Our job, is to find the useful stuff, and profit from it."
Li Du nodded, and said, "This storage company belongs to who then?"
"Warner Bros."
Li Du laughed and said, "They’re a colossus of the entertainment world—I hope they leave some scraps behind for us."
Warner Bros. was Time Warner’s flagship company, with their headquarters in Burbank and New York.
They were a powerhouse in the entertainment industry, with several other large subsidiaries much like Warner Bros. They were a television company, they did animations, home videos, games, and owned the CW Channel cable company.
Li Du had watched several movies from Warner Bros. In fact, the movies from this entertainment company had a strong influence in China. As long as a movie had "WB" in the opening credits, it was one of their works.
After setting out, the large stretch of units that they saw twenty minutes later, was their destination. Although the storage units of this entertainment company didn’t establish its own storage company, the scale of it was still huge.
"A total of 118 storage units: the large ones are over thousands of square feet, while some of the smaller ones are only a few dozen square feet. However, the smaller the unit is, the more valuable it is: those are the ones holding the special items."
Hans continued explaining to Li Du, "This time, almost half of the storage units here are going to be auctioned. I heard that Warner Bros. is going to set up a new subsidiary, so they are clearing out their storage to raise funds for a movie on heroes."
"What movie about heroes?" Li Du asked. "Didn’t ‘The Lord of the Rings’ series earn them a fortune?"
"Who would mind getting more money?" Hans said. "I’ve seen the news—it seems that they are planning to change DC comics into DC entertainment and venture into the movie industry, television, and other media industries to go against Walt Disney."
While Hans spoke, he also shook his head. "That doesn’t concern us, but according to the info that I heard, there is stuff from Batman and Superman."
The units were surrounded by walls. A few cars were parked outside, while some people were trying to look inside with their binoculars.
Hans laughed, "Those in the same business as us have come. See? The early bird gets the worm; looks like everyone understands that."
Using the binoculars to peek, Li Du couldn’t see anything useful. After he alighted, he waved his hand to let the bug out, and started examining the first unit.
There were 45 units to be auctioned this time, in the ascending order of unit 1 to 45.
The first unit was huge, with thousands of square feet of space. The inside was messy. After the bug entered, there was nothing in particular that attracted its attention.
There were some torn posters near the storage entrance. Li Du looked, and on them was a man with his arms outstretched, his head raised up toward the raining sky, his mouth opened in a scream.
This poster was famous. Without seeing the words printed on it, he knew what movie this was: "The Shawshank Redemption!"
Besides those posters, there was some other stuff from a movie set: wooden shelves, stone slabs, tables, chairs, doors, and windows. All of this was neatly organized, making it less difficult for the bug to examine everything.
After going around the unit once, Li Du finally found some things that seemed valuable.
On a shelf were a bunch of thin, plastic boards. There were patterns on them. Li Du knew these were all polystyrene splints, important props for "The Lord of the Rings."


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

In the FBI headquarters of Tokyo, a short American man opened the door to his office roughly before slamming it. Glancing over at a clock on his table, the numbers read 2:35 am, and he groaned as he wiped the sweat from his brow. 

"Agent Warner, sir? If you don't mind me asking, why are you here so early? I thought your shift always starts at 7am." a long, skinny young man asked as he slid through the entryway, his point causing the normally amicable stout man to growl. 

"Get Hiragawa on the phone— Now!" Agent Warner barked, and the younger agent stiffened. 

"Sir?" he asked, bewildered. Ichiro Hiragawa's Information Procurement company was nothing less than a private spy agency, one using illegal means to achieve their ends. Because of this, a couple years back, any partnership between the FBI and Hiragawa's company was banned by Head Agent Derron Warner himself.

"NOW, McQueen!" 

Fumbling with his phone, he Agent McQueen finally got Hiragawa on the line as his superior demanded. It rang twice before a female voice answered in Japanese, "You've reached Ayakashi Take Out, may I take your order?"

The superior agent groaned in irritation before swearing in English, "I've got no goddamn time for this!! Put Hiragawa on the phone for god's sake!"

On the other end of the line, there was a pause before the woman replied, "Nani?" 

"Oh for— fine!" The man yelled in English, then switching his langue to Japanese to say, "I'll have Combo Bowl 9 with extra sashimi." 

There was another short pause. "Please stay on the line." She instructed, and placed the two agents on hold. Unfortunately, the awkward holding music did little to help the tense atmosphere between them. 

The headpiece clicked and a smooth voice answered in Japanese, "This is Hiragawa. How may I assist you Agent Warner?" 

"Listen Hiragawa— I don't like you. I've never liked you, but I need your help." Agent Warner admitted through clenched teeth, a hand moving to rub his throbbing temples. 

"Oh? And what has the mighty FBI Agent stumped?" the low, relaxed voice asked with mockery in his tone. 

Agent Warner let out a deep breath before answering, "We need to find that sniper, the one called Night. My team has been working on his case for months, and it's like the bastard doesn't even exist." 

"I see... And why do you need to find Night so badly that you'd reach out to me?" Hiragawa sounded hesitant now, untrusting if this new olive branch.

"Night has moved from number 48 to number 16 after flawlessly assassinating a prominent member of the Prime Minister's cabinet, which will be breaking news in a couple hours. I received a call from my boss at two in the morning telling me I only have a few weeks to find this bastard or I'll lose my job. I need your resources and your agents. I know you have personnel plugged into the criminal underworld we've been trying to penetrate for years. Because of the importance of this case, we're willing to pay you whatever you need to track Night down. Once you find them, we'll take care of the rest." the FBI agent's explanation left little room for questions. 

On the other line, Hiragawa hummed as he thought. "This is an interesting little offer you've come to me with. I may have an agent available who can track Night down, but I can't guarantee they will be found within a few weeks. Night has been covering their tracks flawlessly for at least three years now. It won't be an easy assignment. We don't even know if they're male or female."

With a sigh of resignation, Agent Warner buried his face in his hands. "Fine. Fine. Just get that agent of yours briefed tonight. I cannot stress the urgency of this case enough. I'll put Agent McQueen on for further talk of payment— I need some goddamn coffee." Handing the phone over to his subordinate, Warner paused, bringing it back to his face, "If you pull this off, Hiragawa, I'll come to you with more assignments. If you don't, I'll shut you down. Is that clear?"

"Perfectly. Enjoy your coffee, Agent Warner." Hiragawa's voice remained even in the face of the threat, and the older agent simply huffed in reply before handing the phone over to McQueen.

Unused to having this much responsibility, the younger agent stammered as he put the phone to his ear, "T-This is McQueen—"

"Sorry, Agent McQueen, but you'll be talking to my second in command about the payment matters— you'll find she's quite reliable. I have to make contact with my agent, so I'll transfer you over to her now." The enigmatic man interrupted, pushing a button on his phone to transfer the call, then placing it down on his expensive walnut desk. 

Hiragawa swiveled around in his leather chair to look out over Tokyo. Because he had selected an office in one of the city's highest skyscrapers, the view never ceased to capture his imagination. "Well, this should prove interesting." He mused.

After the FBI have failed to track down an infamous hitman, they turn to a private organization for assistance. Ayakashi Security Inc, a less-than-legal “information procurement company”, assigns prodigy hacker Tetsuya Saito to the case. It’s only a matter of time before another member of the Prime Minister’s cabinet falls dead— the pressure is on.

The girl asked in bewilderment who was still trying to grasp every detail of the man's company by heart. She was relentlessly flipping the pages of the file, making sure she did not leave out anything substantial which might make her loose the deal.
"No boss, I think, I know everything by heart. Do you want me to repeat it for you?" Leo smiled, looking at the anxious girl.
Ezra sighed and then closed the file. "Yes right! I think that would be better. I am already too edgy that I have read this file at least five times." She looked at the boy who was smiling assuringly at her.
"Don't worry boss. Let me help you in this. Mr. Warner Bose, the owner of Warner companies has been handling the company from past 30 years, from the time his father fell ill due to a paralytic attack. He started handling the construction company at the young age of 18 and since then it has became the top twenty best companies in Europe. He now mainly tries to invest in other profitable companies including your father's company and has also invested n stock market. From Hollywood to fashion designing companies the man has his hand in everything and now lately he had been suggested by a bigwig to try his hand in cosmetics as it is most trending business these days. Though the man was earlier doubtful but after studying the graphs of the two main companies he was mighty impressed." The boy smiled explaining everything to the girl very calmly.
The girl gasped in shock looking at the boy. "How do you know so much?"
"Well actually...." Leo was about to tell the girl something when suddenly his gaze fell upon a middle aged man who had just entered the cafe. His light brown hair and dark eyes were looking around the cafe as if trying to hunt somebody. Just then his gaze fell upon Ezra and then upon Leo and he frowned a bit. The man halted for a few seconds looking at Leo, and then walked toward them smiling gleefully.
"This is Mr. Bose." Ezra whispered to the boy and then stood up greeting him happily. "It is so good to see you again Mr. Bose." The girl held out her hand.
"The pleasure is all mine young lady." The man smiled shaking her hand gently. The man had a pleasing smile and a stunning olive skin. His gaze once again fell on Leo who also stood up on his feet looking at the man with a poker face.
Ezra turned to look at Leo and smiled. "This is my assistant Leo." The girl pointed towards the boy cheerfully.
Leo nodded a bit and then held out his hand. Mr. Bose smiled happily looking at the boy. "What a lovely and handsome boy as assistant. You sure are lucky Ezra."
"Of course I am lucky Mr. Bose. He is equally brainy and intelligent. Once you get to talk to him, you will also figure out." Ezra smiled looking at Leo. She could not help but notice that from the moment Mr. Bose had entered the cafe Leo was looking a bit tense and gloomy. He smiled a bit looking at Ezra and then his smile faded away after looking at the middle aged man.
Soon they all seated themselves on different chairs facing each other when the middle aged man Warner, spoke politely. "So what do you have to offer for me Miss Jobs?"
Ezra was a little stunned hearing the man's gracious words. The man was speaking in disparity to his popular illustration. He was known to be crude and really practical. He had a reputation in the market that he never really allowed any person to even speak before him but here he was letting the girl converse first.
"Well, Mr. Bose as you see in these three years we have already become the number one in our field and also we have maintained this position. We are also getting a number of investors and they all have never regretted their verdict. I have also brought along our company's past year's cost and profits statement. "The girl spoke sweetly trying to hide her nervousness as she quickly took out a broadsheet from a folder showing it to the man.
"Interesting. I see a good increasing blue colour graph. You sure know how to handle a company like your parents." The man spoke looking at the leaflet.
"Thank you sir. And now we are aiming to launch a new range of vegan products which will also have vegan skin care and beauty products. Basically we want to promote the fact that how animals can be excluded from the every product that is used on our body." The girl smiled looking at the man.
"Haha! Why will he even understand this? A man who cannot survive without non veg food." Suddenly Leo spoke up in a sarcastic tone. "Do you think he will even understand the meaning of your line? Mr. Bose do you even understand the motive of this product? Do you know how to spell vegan?" Leo stared at the man in much irritation without even blinking once.
Warner was stunned for a few seconds and he smirked looking at Leo. "Well that is what I am here for. To understand why this product is any diverse from others." The man shrugged his hands in shocker at Leo's attitude.
Ezra was stunned at Leo's discourteous attitude and she glared at Leo in horror.
"Well then let me tell you it is far beyond your level of perceptive to appreciate such a kind and beautiful concept. We are here trying to save animals and their innocent lives. But you are busy telling your chefs to cook all sorts of delicacies." The man glared at the middle aged man in much more fury and a challenging way.
"You think I shall not be able to understand this concept??" the man spoke back in a challenging way, raising his eye brows.
"Nope. It is not possible. I think you are only wasting yours and ours time." The man smirked leaning his back at the rear of the chair.


Rhehan expected her to fall for his wicked smile. The moment he tried to touch her uncovered thigh , he was thrusted with a tight slap on his right cheek.

The beautiful woman sitting in his front cursed him and stormed out of the cafe.
The nymphomaniac within him took a break again and he could not even sleep.

He had to take revenge for the slap.
How dare she hit him like that? Doesn't she know who he is? How can a girl possibly be not affected by his looks and wealth? 
.....
The next day he entered the same cafe and ordered everyone to move out. Nobody had the courage to refuse him. As soon as the girl was also about to leave, he held her waist and pushed her closer to his already lusty body.
It was just the two of them in the cafe.

" Not you my dear," he said holding her waist and feeling her curves on his hardness.
.....
What will prevail Love or Lust? For a nymphomaniac man like Rhehan is it possible to love anybody in his life?

Get ready to experience a rollar-coaster ride of Love, romance, mystery, magic and action.?


P.S.

Since many people are confused about me using the term Nymphomaniac for a male, I would like to clarify that there is a reason I have done that! 

Volume 1 (Finished)
Volume 2 (beginning)
Volume 2(The CEO's addiction)


You will get to know about it in later chapters! ?

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Sena loaded into the [second dimension] in Century City and immediately noticed a new Game Master standing by the statue of Nuwa.

He was about to approach him before hundreds of mission windows popped up in front of him. He ignored it and just trusted his hearing as he walked towards the Game Master. The missions said something about mandatory quest for the Eight Immortals, but he ignored it and walked over to the Game Master.

The new Game Master today was smiling as he watched Sena slow down. They decided to make the [prize competition] this year time based, and perfectly timed it with Sena entering into Century City for the second time.

The way that things happened in Century City was that on the first day you'd see Nuwa, and the second day you'd see the Eight Immortals. The quest for the Eight Immortals had to be finished or you'd keep getting spammed by mission windows. 

The Game Master smiled as he saw Sena stop dead in his tracks. He handed out the [prize competition] quest to all the students who were burning with energy. He smiled and saw Sena completely freeze a few feet from him like he was pondering if he should accept the mission.

The mission required Sena to complete eight challenges for the Eight Immortals. The Game Master, Warner, was sure that Sena would have no way of completing the quests in time and still do the [prize competition]. His company [Seven Dimensions] even had a meeting and decided on the day of the [prize competition] based on Sena's current location.

Warner smiled as the last students took the [prize competition] and ran off to go beat the new World Boss the [Frog Diamond King]. It was simple for the [prize competition] this time. The person who did the most damage got the reward and their school would get 10,000 dollars and the student who killed the boss would also get 5000 dollars.

Sena's apartment was extremely expensive so he was annoyed that he couldn't get rid of the mission without accepting it. He finally decided to ignore it, and jumped down on his foot and landed right in front of the Game Master.

"Excuse me, give me the quest."

The Game Master Warner turned away and took a few steps to his side. He figured Sena must have guessed where he was and used his map to find him. He kept stepping back until he was in a corner.

He turned around and saw Sena behind him with a frown on his face. He nearly jumped in shock before Sena reached forward and grabbed his white Game Master jacket. The Game Master Jacket he was wearing was level 100, and had been especially made to stop attacks from game players. 

The last time a Game Master was pummeled by Sena, the team at the game studio decided to make a special armor. Warner ignored Sena's grab as he activated the skill [Safe Box]. It had almost 2,000,000 health and caused his armor to shine. Nothing should be able to hurt him if he had that box around him.

"I... I found you... Give me the mission or you'll join the last guy."

"I'm sorry, I'm not a game master." Warner coughed and covered his mouth with his hands, "I'm just a poor NPC. Do you have some experience?"

"You dare-dare pretend to be an NPC?" Sena said as he tapped his foot down repeatedly with anger. "Five seconds before I get the quest out of you."

"Four," Warner said with a smile before he patted Sena on the head. "You aren't going to do anything to me. Your hacking is going to stop here, Sena."

"This is going to hurt." Sena stepped back on his foot as Warner smiled and held out his hand. A glowing shield appeared around his armor before Sena's body burst forward with a punch. A massive right hook went straight towards Warner as the building next to Sena shook, and the ground slightly cracked. 

He turned it right into Warner's hand and then gently stepped on his back foot to increase his power. 

This was something only a professional fighter would know, and Warner just thought he was trying to look fancy. He smiled and moved his hand gently into Sena's paused fist before a large beam of light flashed and hit him in the face.

He suddenly felt a strange feeling in his stomach and dropped on his knees. 

"I-I'm getting that mission." Sena said as he crossed his arms and looked down at Warner. "Next time, it will hurt a lot more, trust me."

"Little brat... Was that a hack? I'm banning you right-"

Sena picked up the Game Master and slammed him into the ground with a massive swing of his arm. Dust flew up into the air as Warner slowly and slowly forgot what was happening. He had his pain threshold at 5 percent and didn't expect to feel pain. 

That all changed when Sena gently put him back on his feet after smashing him over and over and over again into the floor. His stomach instantly felt like it was about to burst as he collapsed on his knees.

"Hi Sena! I can share the mission with you!" Loci said as he waved at Sena. "Leave that poor beggar alone! I still didn't finish telling you about last night."

"I forgot, mind helping me get to the boss?"

"Sure!" Loci walked over to Sena and patted him on the back. "What a coincidence that the [prize competition] was delayed till your second day in the [second dimension]."

Sena nodded his head as Game Master Warner finally collapsed. The pain was so much that even at the five percent threshold he passed out.  A few students who came late from Leon's new school rushed over to the Game Master. They had finished setting up their [habitats] late and thought it be easy for them to win.

Their new school was called Win Streak Academy and though it wasn't the best name it delivered the point. 

The only problem was that with the Game Master incapacitated they had no way to get to the world boss...

"Damn it! Leon! If you didn't take your girlfriend behind the school, we would've won!"

"Just slap him until he wakes up!" Leon picked up the Game Master and slammed his head into the floor over and over again. "It's just a game... Who could've hurt him that bad?"

Sena was a lazy, overpowered son and a rich scion that loved to play video games, but was destined to be the emperor of the entire universe.

However, Sena didn't want to be the emperor of the entire universe and just wanted to play the new popular RPG game on earth called Twist of Fate.

He went to Earth because of its advanced technology, pretty woman, and also because he wanted to go to a normal school and not be trained every day of his life.

His normal training was intense since childhood, and he'd become so powerful that his father had to hire sixteen immortals to challenge him daily so he could get stronger.

Sena just wanted a normal life and went down to Earth despite the fact every morning he wakes up he causes calamities. Children of gods aren't supposed to be in the mortal world, but why would Sena care? All he has to do is deal with one measly tribulation a day, maybe three, and he can keep playing Twist of Fate and trying to reach the highest level.

He also likes inviting over girls to watch him play, and just wants to have a good time. No matter who tries to get in his way of gaming, he'll always slam the door in their face and if he has to kill them a million times with a butter knife.

"All I want is peace a quiet father... Please... please don't send any more assassins to try and kill me today... I'm almost level 15 in Twist of Fate..."

"Oh... you're pretty..." Sena smiles at a pretty women walking with her husband... "He cheated with you last week... Want to come with me to get some revenge?"

Come watch the shameless adventures of Sena as he navigates Earth as he avoids his life in the heavens!

Jae-Sik hesitated in front of Gun-Ho's office before he entered the office.
"Hey, Jae-Sik, please come in. The guests already left."
Jae-Sik entered the office and sat carefully at the conference table in Gun-Ho's office.
"I talked with the lady president who used to work for KimBooks."
"That's good. So you found her phone number."
"My college friend who was my junior at that time happened to work for KimBooks at their editorial department. He also majored in creative writing like me. He made me promise to him that I wouldn't tell anyone that I got her number from him."
"Really? So what does that lady president say?"
"She said she wanted to have some time off from her work at first. And then, once she found out that the person who wanted to talk with her is the president of a big auto parts company, she seems to be interested suddenly."
"So is she willing to meet with me?"
"She said she would visit the company. It seems that she has already been contacted by so many swindlers who said they would want to start a publishing company with her. So, she wants to make sure that you are really the person who is running a big company."
"Haha, really? So when is she coming here?"
"She said she will be here by 2 pm tomorrow."
"That's good. You should be here by 2 pm tomorrow too, okay?"
"Okay, I will."
"Do you have any information on her? Like how old she is?"
"I don't know much about her, but as far as I know, she graduated from Ewha Woman's University; she should be in her late 40s. She has an extensive sales network in the publishing industry, and she has incisive eyes in selecting good books to publish."
"Haha. I see. Okay, I will see you tomorrow at my office."
 
Gun-Ho was dozing off in his office after lunch when Jae-Sik came with a lady. She was that lady president who was known to have the hand of Midas in the publishing field; her name was Jeong-Sook Shin. She looked proud and intelligent. She walked into the office with a long white scarf around her neck. Jae-Sik introduced her to Gun-Ho.
"She is the previous president of KimBooks. This is President Gun-Ho Goo of GH Mobile here."
She offered first her hands to Gun-Ho for a handshake.
"I'm Jeong-Sook Shin. Very nice to meet you."
"I'm Gun-Ho Goo. Please have a seat."
Jeong-Sook sat on a chair.
"I was surprised twice since I came to this company. At first, I was surprised by the size of the company. I was actually expecting to see a factory with several tens of workers, but there are 250 workers in this company. Second, I was surprised because the president of this big company is so young. When I heard that the president of a manufacturing company is interested in starting a publishing company, I expected to see an old man."
 
Gun-Ho picked up the book written by Professor Jien Wang—Economy Trend in China for the 21st Century and showed it to Jeong-Sook.
"A friend of mine in China wrote this book. I want to publish this book in Korea."
The lady was wondering.
"Are you saying that you just want to publish this book, rather than starting a publishing company?"
"Of course not. I want to publish books that are best-selling books on Amazon.com, starting from this book here. I heard you have discerning eyes for recognizing good books."
"Since you are running a big company, I suppose you have enough funds to invest. How much do you intend to invest in a publishing company?"
"How much do you think would be enough?"
"It will take a few months to publish a book, and you need to pay for the expenses including labor until then. You can assume that it will take at least 300 million won until a publishing company starts generating enough income to be self-sufficient."
"300 million won. Okay. With how much salary would you be happy to work with me in running a publishing company?"
"I don't remember telling you that I would work with you in running a publishing business. I just came here out of curiosity since I am taking my time off from work, and I heard someone in the manufacturing industry was interested in the publishing industry."
"I don't know anything about publishing business, but you have been in the publishing field for a long time, and you have extensive experience and discernment in selecting books. I will take care of the necessary funds. Would you work with me and start a publishing company?"
"I have a few conditions."
"What are they?"
 
"First, I don't want to be interfered in running the publishing company."
"That I can do. I can't interfere with something I don't know about. Moreover, I don't have time or energy to do so since I have another company that I need to run."
"Hahaha. That's the thing I like about. That's why I have declined many offers to work together in running a publishing company. I knew you wouldn't interfere in the publishing business since you have your manufacturing company to run."
"Is there a second condition?"
"I'd like to have a stock option in addition to a salary. The major reason why I quit KimBooks was that I couldn't reach an agreement with its president on a stock option. I want 10%."
Gun-Ho shook his head.
"I have a company in China, and I give a stock option of 5%. I can't give you more than that. I need to keep balance and fairness within my companies. Moreover, a publishing business requires me to take a high risk of failure, and the business is not a type of business that would generate substantial revenue."
"Okay, then I will take a salary plus 5% stock option."
"Okay, I will give you that. However, I have a few conditions as well."
"I am listening."
 
"I want you to let Mr. Jae-Sik Moon manage the editorial department."
"Mr. Jae-Sik Moon? Of course, I would love to work with him. He used to work in the publishing industry, and he is an award-winning author of a full-length novel as well. He has extensive work experience in editing as well."
"Secondarily, I know three people in a design company in Seoul. I want you to hire them."
"I can give them an opportunity to have an interview with me. I need to see them first before I can tell you whether I would hire them or not. However, since you recommend them, I will see their qualification favorably."
"I will provide you an office-tel that is located close to the Gangnam station in Seoul."
"Sure. An office-tel would be enough until the company becomes stable."
"Okay then. We will contact you as soon as we complete any administration work on our side. The capital of the company is 300 million won, and the company's name will be GH Media. We will register Gun-Ho Goo and Jeong-Sook Shin as the directors of the company. For any paperwork we need from you in order to register your name as the director of the company, you will be contacted by Manger Seong-Il Kang from GH Development in Seoul."
"Sounds good."
 
When Jeong-Sook and Jae-Sik walked out of Gun-Ho's office, Jeong-Sook asked,
"What does President Goo's father do?"
"President Goo is a self-made successful man."
"Wow! He is so young though."
"He has another factory being built right now; they will soon move to that location. The new factory is in Jiksan Town; he is building a highly advanced factory in a 5,000 pyung large land there."
"5,000 pyung? Wow, he is an amazing person. I don't understand why he wants to have a small publishing company though."
"Why not? He probably likes it a lot."
 
Gun-Ho made a call to his office in Seoul—GH Development. Ji-Young Jeong picked up the phone.
"How is the design company next door doing?"
"Nothing has changed yet, sir. The office is still closed temporarily."
"You said that you know well the person who worked for that company, right?"
"Yes, the person I am close to is the team leader of their design team."
"Can you tell her to come to the office? Tell her that I will acquire that design company."
"Sir? Are you going to buy that design company?"
"Yes. I will be there by noon today. Tell her that I want to meet with her at noon if she doesn't have any prior engagement."
"Sure, I will let her know."

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

Qin Guan finally escaped from the exhibition thanks to the help of Han Zhujiu and the security personnel. He looked like a real villain beaten by a superhero. His hair was a mess and his collar was loose, but his pants thankfully remained on his hips.
 He made a decision to wear a costume before showing up at such an event again. He would dress up as a faceless character, or a character with a mask covering his face.
 Being an ordinary person was akin to a sin at a comics exhibition. The representative of Warner Bros, who couldn't keep his mouth shut, decided to use Qin Guan for international promotion.
 Before he could execute this idea, Qin Guan was pulled away by Qu Xuemei.
 When the international financial crisis broke out in 2008, the increasing unemployment affected countless industries. Redundant fashion magazines were also affected. Even tycoons suffered in terms of sales. Rich people looked up from their fashion magazines, which they had only been reading for fun, and turned to the "help wanted" ads in cheap newspapers.
 The storm was on its way to hitting the publishing industry. Magazines needed a beam of light amid that dim future, so they had to unite to create a timeless magazine.
 This was a task taken up by Vogue, who was the leader of the industry. The magazine, which wanted to make a last effort, started searching for beautiful men and women from the international film circle. The most famous, beautiful and fashionable individuals would create an unprecedentedly timeless magazine.
 When Qin Guan was almost kidnapped and taken to the Vogue headquarters, he found a lot of acquaintances of his in the dressing room. The editor of VOGUE must have gone mad. The magazine had invested its entire budget on this bet.
 Leonardo Di Caprio, Nicolas Cage, Tom Cruise, Matt Damon, Bruce Willis, Will Smith and Brad Pitt, who always held himself back when he saw Qin Guan, were all there.
 Everyone had a general idea of who he was. Only Brad Pitt lied to himself.
 They all walked out of the dressing room one after the other in an assembly of black suits, white shirts and leather shoes. The smell of cologne lingered around the room. This was a fashion miracle.
 The stars assumed their positions on the set automatically. They didn't need any assistance.
They all sat or lay down on the couch in comfortable poses, leaving the spot in the center to Qin Guan. Their gesture showed his status among them. When the photographer entered the room, he found the stars sitting quietly in place. Some of them even cracked jokes about Qin Guan, who was about to become a father.
 The atmosphere was really harmonious, so Qin Guan wouldn't normally leave as soon as his job was finished. He often even went out with his colleagues. As Cong Nianwei finally let out a sigh of relief, Qin Guan's movie premiered quietly all around the world.
 Everyone was shocked by its statistics and reviews. The film's box office in North America reached 80 million on the opening day and 180 million during the first week!
 The experienced director of Warner Bros. announced his conclusion about the result, which was resolute.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

Although Adrian set a so-called "mighty" aim for himself, it was much easier said than done. Since ancient times, men who could attract women were either rich, powerful, or both.
Needless to say, if Adrian could control Hollywood and make anyone a celebrity, the actresses whom he used to desire would certainly throw themselves into his arms. However, having a few million dollars was insufficient, thus expropriation was imperative.
An ordinary person would have fretted over expropriations, but it was a relatively simple thing for him as he was born again. Owing to the fact that he read many online novels in his previous life, he remembered a lot of expropriation methods, for instance, asking Claude to trade Japanese yen for him.
Nevertheless, knowing the methods was one thing, because they were also easier said than done. Being a small-time director in his previous life, he knew films very well but was not as knowledgeable in the financial aspect. While he could find information related to money-making on the Internet, they were impossible to execute.
Therefore, he needed someone to help him in the financial aspect if he wanted to expropriate.
Even though every rich playboy had a bunch of bad friends, one still had a few good ones, such as Claude Ronries whom Adrian convinced. Their families were rather close, especially because their dads were Harvard graduates from the same year, they were fraternity brothers with a deep level of connection, and were also godfathers of each other's children. After Adrian's parents died in an accident, the Ronries couple helped him a lot.
The best term to describe Adrian and Claude's relationship was childhood friends or friends who wore split pants. Overall, the two of them grew up causing trouble together, bullying people together, and picking up girls together. Even after Claude was asked to work in his dad's company after he graduated, he still made time for Adrian once in a while. He also stayed by Adrian's side to help him deal with his parents' death.
Adrian may not be the rich playboy he used to be, but he had a natural affinity with the previous owner after inheriting all of his feelings and memories. Furthermore, based on his previous memories, Adrian remembered that Claude was extremely outstanding in business, thus he thought about him right away.
The only thing was that it required too much talking to convince Claude, thus it was fortunate that the trump card he drafted based on the memories was useful—6 million dollars was not much, but Claude had little opportunity to go all-out. Besides, Adrian also mentioned that he would not suffer any loss even if the plan was ruined. Additionally, the fact that they were childhood friends made it easier for him to get the first step done.
That being said, the fact that Claude agreed to the odd plan that was full of loopholes made Adrian wonder if he had other intentions.
"Since I'm done with the first step, I should take the second step as soon as possible." He began working again after the most important thing to kickstart it was done.
From February 1990 to May 1990, he basically spent all his time in his villa. Apart from the Writers Guild and the library, Adrian rarely stepped out, which really shocked Mrs. Galen, who was responsible for tidying the rooms.
The first time he hated the era was when he realized computers were still equipped with DOS programs, phones were big and clumsy, laptops were way too simple, and the lack of Internet meant the lack of web portals and search engines.
This forced Adrian to prepare a lot of books and dictionaries, and he also spent at least a week familiarizing himself with a typewriter before he began writing scripts.
The second step was naturally to enter Hollywood to build his influence through films. While he had no relationships in the film industry, he knew that being a screenwriter was unquestionably the simplest way since he already had a plan.
In the beginning, he was still a little uncertain when he set that aim, but he made a shocking discovery when he carefully recalled the scripts he read and analyzed before he was reborn—he remembered those scripts completely and clearly as long as he spent enough time thinking about them.
Perhaps this was related to the merging and recombination of his memories, but the gift from God had undoubtedly helped him have enough chips in hand. Hence, he completed six full scripts and ten script outlines after working tirelessly for three months. Following that…
Brandt Erwin checked his surroundings carefully after he stopped his car. He grunted softly when he made sure that this was his destination, then walked toward the villa. After he rang the doorbell, an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman answered the door a few minutes later, who looked at him in confusion. "May I ask who you're looking for?"
"Does Mr. Adrian Cowell live here? I'm Brandt Erwin from Universal Pictures' editorial department, we have an appointment," Brandt asked politely but was secretly grunting on the inside. He wondered. 'He lives in a villa like this, but is writing scripts for a film company? Are rich men so bored nowadays?'
"Please come in, Mr. Adrian has been waiting for all of you for a long time." The woman who came to a sudden realization quickly led him inside.
Brandt nodded but was actually puzzled. 'She said "all of you", what did she mean?'
Soon enough, his question was answered because three out of the four men who were sitting in the villa's living room were familiar people to him. They were people from film companies Warner, Fox, and Disney.
'What? Is Mr. Cowell waiting to sell to the highest bidder?' This was Brandt's first thought, but he quickly got rid of that. 'Although he looks young, he doesn't seem like he needs money.'
Before he managed to figure it out, Billy Eddie, an assistant from Disney's editorial department waved his hand to greet him with a smile, "Hey, we were waiting for you, Brandt. Quick, come over."
Afterward, Billy exchanged glances with the other men and they shrugged at the same time, which made Brandt even more confused. 'You were waiting for me? What does that mean?'
"Can you explain, Mr. Cowell?" After introducing himself to the young man, Brandt asked, "I believe that you arranged for all of us to meet?"
"Oh, of course." The young man laughed. "I was suddenly inspired to write a few scripts lately, and I wanted to see if I can earn money from them, so I sent them to your company, then invited you over for a discussion."
"A… A few scripts?!" Brandt was dumbfounded. He subconsciously turned to look at his peers, who shrugged at the same time again and looked at him as if they were saying "now you understand."
Brandt suddenly felt that his brain could no longer function. 'Mr. Adrian Cowell clearly meant that he sent different film scripts to different big companies at the same time, and these companies sent their representatives to contact him to purchase his scripts!
'Are you kidding me? Even Hollywood's top screenwriter can't satisfy a few big companies at the same time unless the scripts were written long ago, but based on the responses from Billy and the others, it looks like he really wrote them recently. This is… Unbelievable.'
Brandt read the script he received, which was a very relaxed high school comedy called '10 Things I Hate About You.' Even though some methods used to develop the plot were rather old-school, it was overall an interesting piece. In America, films that were least likely going to lose money were about romantic love and high school teens. As long as the scripts were outstanding, the director was smart, and the cast were youthful and attractive, the box office sales would be decent. At times, those films even resulted in high profits.
It was exactly why the editorial department's manager urged him to do his best to secure the script.
"This is too shocking, Mr. Cowell." Brandt quickly regained his senses, then glanced at Billy, Shakira Jefferson from Warner, and Barney Jacklin from Fox as he said, "Honestly, your story about high school teens is amazing."
He was surprised when he noticed the other three men shaking their heads so slightly that they were unnoticeable. 'The four scripts are of different genres? This is… Too much.'
Nonetheless, he quickly held back his emotions, then looked at the others who nodded slightly at him. Since Mr. Cowell chose to negotiate with a few companies at once, they needed to join hands to lower the price, which was a normal situation since he was also new to this.
While Adrian gave each company a different script and seemed like he was not lacking money, the four men knew that they could not lower the price much, but anything was better than nothing.
"Thanks for your compliment, Mr. Erwin." Adrian smiled, then mentioned, "Let's get to the point."
"Of course." After exchanging glances quickly, Brandt was the first to speak, "Your script is very remarkable, but you're new to this, and you're not a professional screenwriter, so I can only offer you 35,000 dollars."
Billy twitched his mouth upon hearing him but immediately agreed with Shakira from Warner and Barney from Fox. "Yes, Mr. Cowell, that's a fair price."
"Is that so?" Adrian frowned a little. "That's too low."
A moment later, he smiled again. "It's alright, that will do."
The four of them were startled, especially Brandt who offered the lowest price on purpose to make it easier for them to negotiate. He did not expect Adrian to agree so quickly, thus he was stunned.
Following that, Adrian revealed the mystery when he placed two files on the side table. "Oh, right. If it isn't inconvenient, can you help me take a look at these scripts?"


In the ‘90s era, Adrian Cowell was just a rich young man living it up in Los Angeles who had spent years in indulgence and often caused trouble. Unable to allow his behavior to continue, his parents changed their will before their passing and he was no longer able to live as extravagantly as he did before. However, Adrian's fate took a turn one night while trying to fix his bedside lamp which led to Zhang Haoxuan, a man from the future who had time-traveled after being intoxicated, to possess his body.
Assuming his new identity as ‘Adrian’, he utilizes his absurd memory for films in his former life as Zhang Haoxuan, as well as Adrian’s wealth and connections, to replicate films that have been produced in the future — determined to dominate the Hollywood scene.
Watch Adrian as he rises to be the king of Hollywood, a figure who will be envied by many!


Although only 10 out of 100 gets an opportunity to work at Lockser's Pvt Ltd Company but Stella Millicent Scarlett has got the golden opportunity not  because of her beauty but her talent, smartness and of course, her cunningness. Back then sometimes,  she would surprise the teachers and students by her intelligence. As she did surprise the chief executive of Lockser's Pvt Ltd at her interview. Although he is soon to retire and his post will be taken over by none other than his youngest and the third son ,Daniel Lockser . His oldest son refused to take the path of business and profits and decided to become a novelist to excel at what he is good at. While his second son decided to grow up like a filthy spoilt rich brat.


There she was. Standing in front of the highly flourished and one of the top ten company in the world. As she proceeded towards the office ,she wasn't nervous but she was quite self-conscious about herself. Alan Warner , the assistant manager had caught sight of the new comer and recognized her as the "NEXT Einstein" who had awe struck their CEO. "Excuse me" The assistant manager approached her. "Oh good morning, Mr Warner. I am.."

"Stella Scarlett. I know " The assistant manager interrupted her. "Well ,come here I will show you your office"  Alan said with a smile. Stella gave him a light smile as she followed the steps of the assistant manager. As she was walking, she spared some glances at the other people working at the office. Many of  them were quite old . Might have been working for a long time. There were two girls of her age. "Here it is , you will be working on this system from now on and your work will be assigned by Sir. He will be arriving within 10 minutes. Till then why don't you acquaint yourself with others" The assistant manager suggested her. Stella gave him a assuring smile . As the manager left she sat down on the rotating chair . And looked around in search of acquaintance but no luck. People were really busy with their own tasks. And she did not seem really compatible with them. She did not really need anyone to help her out in her entire life. After her father's death in a plane crash, she always tried to do things on her own and not relying on anyone. She wouldn't even talk about her problems, her difficulty, with her mother, always trying to pretend that she did not need anyone. As she was going through the files on her desk , the CEO had entered the office which was made aware by greetings of her soon- to-be coworkers. She got up from her chair to do the same. But before she could , He noticed her before hand and said, " So here you are, the bright one, Stella Scarlett. "he said as he proceeded to firmly shake her hand. " Well  I would like to introduce you to Stella Scarlett, the new and the youngest employee of our company. " Andrew Lockser said as he introduced her to everyone. "So, you might as well need to come to my office, Miss Scarlett" He said as he motioned his assistant to follow him.

AFTER 10 MINUTES
"Sir , may I come in " Stella stood  at the door of the huge office. As she was allowed to enter the office, she looked around ,her eyes falling on the shelf filled with number of winning awards. After all it was the Lockser's. What else would she expect. But one thing she couldn't ignore was his family photo on his desk. She took the advantage of Mr Lockser having a conversation on the phone with one of his business partner.
He had three sons and a daughter. She was quite pretty just like his wife. His sons were quite handsome but one of seemed a bit arrogant to her. She could really judge people by just looking at their faces. And most of the time it was true. She became attentive when she realized that Mr Lockser hung upon.

"So Miss Scarlett, I hope you may have acquainted with other employees Well I would like you to look after the business affairs especially with the Alseiff's company. Also I would want you to update me with the current situation of our products exportation's out of London. For now I would want you to do this task ,later if needed I would surely inform you . "Andrew stared at her with a smile . Stella was a little surprised to see that as a fresher she was assigned more than she imagined. Andrew noticed her change in face expression and smiled in his mind. "Is it too much for you Miss Scarlett. If you want i can reduce the burden " "That won't be needed. If you have given me a job then its my duty to fulfill it . Thanks for your  time and faith in me. I would not disappoint you." Stella said as she left the chair. Andrew was a little surprised to see her confidence . He shook his hands with her and she left the office.

Stella gifted with astonishing intelligence and beauty, has finally grabbed the golden opportunity to work in Lockser's Company led by the one of the top 10 richest person in the world. But the  CEO soon to retire would be replaced by his smartest of the four children , Daniel Lockser.
His father,  the current CEO has  decided to only leave the post after Daniel's wedding and the bride he chose for his son is none other than Stella Millicent Scarlett. However trouble arises when Daniel has already been dating a rich and privileged lady Melissa Boufet who sees him as nothing more than her financial source.
Will Daniel really know the truth about Melissa's intention ? Or Stella's life would be devastated by this meaningless wedding?

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