
Life Simulation Game, Starting from Becoming a Rich Second Generation
by Midas Touch
About This Novel
Yan Xiao, a veteran in the workplace, accidentally loaded up a life simulation game. Return to 2016 and start a new life. He chose the rich second generation at the beginning. This was a wanton life that he had never experienced in his previous life. Not only that, as long as the prerequisites are completed, there are more identities to choose from. [Rich second generation: luxury cars, luxury watches, goddesses, mansions, clubs, nightclubs, luxury goods...] [Entrepreneurs: track selection, team formation, business development, business management, IPO, company listing...] [Extreme sports challengers: rock climbing, bungee jumping, skiing, surfing, diving, skydiving...] [Ancient nobility: etiquette, education, knowledge, experience, resources...] Some people think he is just a rich second generation, Some people know that he is still starting a business, Some people admire him for challenging extreme sports. Some people... But no one knows his full identity. At this time, Yan Xiao said to himself: Forget about you, even I don't know what my next identity will be!
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Official(7)Scraped 8d ago
After reading Chapter 46, I came to the conclusion: this book is garbage.
A listed company with a market value of tens of billions is full of loopholes, and a little Karami in the investment department dares to deceive the company to make money, and the funds have exceeded the standard for several consecutive quarters? Is it normal? Ah? And no one in the management said there was no one to check? Not even a chairman or a crony? You don't even know you're going bankrupt? Even a hotel housekeeper can find out the people in his company but not one person?
What I wrote before is pretty good, please don't write that stuff🐶My dear friend
I keep writing about Zhuang Bo and take him with me in everything I do. Is he your father or your son?
good
It's just that the jump is a bit big. One second I'm preparing to open a company, and the next second I'm going surfing.
. . . . .
If I have to write about that banker, I don't want to read it in the back of my mind.
It was okay at first, but later on, I took Zhuang with me wherever I went. I hung out with a few men and was speechless. When I went on a trip, I also went with men. Why
plain and boring
It was okay at the beginning, but as it went on, I couldn't stand it anymore. My life was ordinary and boring, and I couldn't make any waves. How could I write about a girl? Except for playing with women, everything else was written like a running account. What kind of novel would you write about a life that was dull and boring and had no troubles? Wouldn't it be nice to keep a diary?
Daily check-in will bring you a wave of experience.
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Community(0)
Official(7)Scraped 8d ago
After reading Chapter 46, I came to the conclusion: this book is garbage.
A listed company with a market value of tens of billions is full of loopholes, and a little Karami in the investment department dares to deceive the company to make money, and the funds have exceeded the standard for several consecutive quarters? Is it normal? Ah? And no one in the management said there was no one to check? Not even a chairman or a crony? You don't even know you're going bankrupt? Even a hotel housekeeper can find out the people in his company but not one person?
What I wrote before is pretty good, please don't write that stuff🐶My dear friend
I keep writing about Zhuang Bo and take him with me in everything I do. Is he your father or your son?
good
It's just that the jump is a bit big. One second I'm preparing to open a company, and the next second I'm going surfing.
. . . . .
If I have to write about that banker, I don't want to read it in the back of my mind.
It was okay at first, but later on, I took Zhuang with me wherever I went. I hung out with a few men and was speechless. When I went on a trip, I also went with men. Why
plain and boring
It was okay at the beginning, but as it went on, I couldn't stand it anymore. My life was ordinary and boring, and I couldn't make any waves. How could I write about a girl? Except for playing with women, everything else was written like a running account. What kind of novel would you write about a life that was dull and boring and had no troubles? Wouldn't it be nice to keep a diary?
Daily check-in will bring you a wave of experience.









