With a Monthly Salary of 20,000, I Became the Richest Man

It's not a boast, it's not a joke, well, this type is about plummeting prices. I saw it in a sketch by Chang Yuan before. I don't know if the author had his own ideas or borrowed it from it. Anyway, it's the same meaning. Let's talk about this book again. I've read six or seven chapters. To put it bluntly, it's a standard story of getting rich overnight, pretending to be cool in the city, and reaching the pinnacle of life. That's the kind of genius story where diaosi occasionally obtains the system, and then counterattacks to the top of his life through the help of the system. I didn't say that this book is not good. I can't read it anyway. The white text is suitable for novices.

To be honest, I'm quite speechless. I've been at a low point in recent days, and I haven't read a mindless novel in years, so I took out this novel that I had casually added to my bookshelf to read. To be honest, the beginning is old-fashioned, and then it is also old-fashioned. The work is similar to what I saw four or five years ago. I can basically guess what the next step will be, but I can still get a taste of it and continue reading. But I really can't stand the number of typos, there are too many, too many. Among the more than ten novels I am reading in my library, no matter how popular they are, I have never seen so many typos. The author's attitude to me is that of an assembly worker who only cares about quantity but not quality. As long as he does a little self-examination, it is impossible to make so many mistakes, not to mention that even some sentences are not fluent. As a cool novel with the theme of money, the second plot at the beginning is actually a live broadcast. How many words have been written just by the audience's comments? This is still a small problem. The question is, can your logic and coolness be more coherent? It's cool but not satisfying, and the logic isn't consistent. What are you writing about? I drew a Love Saint card, it expired, and then at night I became a Love Saint again without a teacher? You, the love saint, can forget it and show off your wealth with a tea girl from afar? You should always be satisfied with buying a car, a house, and clothes, right? To be honest, there are too many flaws, but for me, these are all scenarios that I can predict just by reading the title of the book. To be honest, I don't care at all. The cool writing itself has flaws, and you should accept the flaws when reading cool writing. My biggest dissatisfaction with this book is that the author has a really bad attitude and is unwilling to write a book seriously. He is like an assembly line worker who only produces output without any other emotions. Shuangwen is indeed the most convenient category for cutting leeks, but if you want to cut leeks, you have to do it carefully, right? After writing a chapter, it's okay to self-check the sentences and typos, right? Before the plot begins, make an outline instead of writing down the head office wherever you think of it, right? If you write a little more seriously, I, an old bird, would be willing to cut it for you. Who cares about the few dollars? The book club also has a system that requires 200 fan points before you can comment. Don't you just want to cut off two yuan of leeks? I'll cut it for you too. It's just killing the goose to get the eggs. If you take a more serious attitude, I will at least be willing to pay dozens of times more than I am now to subscribe to you. So far, I have written almost 800 words including punctuation marks. How many typos are there? My random comments on a whim can still be of acceptable quality. Can your money-making articles be a little more thoughtful? Think about it for yourself as to why your grades are poor.

I don't know why, but I feel like the author has some misunderstanding about scumbag men. Forget it, I can't tell, it just feels awkward

I feel that the work tasks released by the system can be chosen at any time, and will not conflict with my own job, part-time job, etc. I didn't know what kind of work was released before, but for playing games, it is more likely to bring points or help with upgrades. You can do it when you have time. Next month's anchor will not choose a time.

The first one: About superpowers! Don't worry, everyone will suddenly become an urban superpower. This ability is only available to the protagonist. No one else will have it! Just to make the protagonist invincible. Actually, I want to learn martial arts secrets. Ha ha ha ha!

Concentrate on the price, join the army after the superpower comes out, and various plots. With such a good subject matter, this book may still be a small to medium hit.

It looked okay at first, but what the hell happened later? Why haven't all kinds of stallions done anything to him? Hey, he's so horny and unbearable.

Woohoo, I've been using the name Xia Liang for two years. I didn't expect that I would become the protagonist. I want to be a salted fish.

The location is in Chapter 17. The betrothal gift is 100,000. The market value of the airline is only 50,000. His betrothal gift was 100,000 yuan. ...

I am a Chinese special forces soldier supporting the Middle East. I am a sniper. When I was performing a mission today, I crouched down and spotted an American sniper. He was behind another bunker and also discovered me. We both hid in our bunkers, afraid to show our faces. Time passed by minute by minute, but the two of us faced off quietly, neither of us daring to move. At this moment, I heard a rustling sound from behind the bunker opposite. I knew that the old beauty couldn't wait any longer and wanted to run away. I set up my gun and waited for him to come out and send him home. He did come out, and I shot him in the head. But I regretted it as soon as I took the shot. Because he had a Huawei tied to his helmet, and I hit him impartially. The other party was also prepared. The moment I fired, he also fired at me. I hurriedly retreated behind the bunker and escaped. The United States is indeed cunning, and actually knows how to use Huawei to stop bullets. I hesitated and took out the Samsung note 7 that my comrade gave me as a gift from my pocket and had never been turned on. I lit a cigarette and thought about it for a long time before pressing the power button. Samsung note7 did not explode, which made me breathe a sigh of relief. I calculated the distance between me and Lao Mei, calculated the parabola accurately, and then silently took out my millet. I often rely on it to keep warm when the nights are cold in the Middle East, and now, in addition to keeping warm, it can also do me a huge favor. I flipped through Xiaomi's phone book and finally found a number. The note was Samsung note7. I rummaged through my backpack again and took out an iPhone 7. I captured it on the battlefield and it can be put to use now. Now, you only have one chance. This time, there was no room for error. After the battle just now, the American sniper clearly had the upper hand and had been quietly targeting me. I didn't dare to show my face. Putting out the cigarette butt in my hand, my heart skipped a beat, success or failure depended on this. Hiding behind the bunker, I threw my iPhone 7 upwards, and then in a very short period of time, I threw my Samsung note 7 to where Laomei was hiding. I grabbed my Xiaomi with my other hand and made a call. There was a loud "boom", and I clearly felt my bunker tremble. I silently took out the last remaining cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. In the end, I won. Just because the old American greedily glanced at the Apple 7 through the scope, but did not snipe the Samsung note 7 which was enough to cost him his life. Tomorrow, who is my enemy and whether I can continue to live is still unknown. After the cigarette burned out, I picked up the remaining millet and posted this comment. After sitting in silence for a long time, I made up my mind to go back and apply for a Nokia from the commander. I still lacked a handy melee weapon. In the afterglow of the setting sun, I shouldered my gun and prepared to go back to report.