Hong Kong Films: I Only Want to Make Money, but I Become a Global Tycoon

The last few chapters have been so low-key! At first, I thought that my position was capital, and I wanted to be a chess player, but I didn't expect that my position was that of a short mule, a chess piece that charges forward; I can only say that the situation is getting worse and worse!

Dear readers, this is a Hong Kong fan fiction. There are so many Hong Kong films that the authors can't remember many of them, so I only selected a few that the authors knew about for fusion. If any reader likes to see a certain Hong Kong movie character, please leave a message on the pinned post and I will join as soon as possible to meet the needs of all readers.

The most awesome club you wrote, isn't it a pity to have 300 beauties from all over the world? And Mrs. M, wouldn't it be a waste if you let her train the ladies? Can't you enclose a land, build a large manor by yourself, and let him train his own maids? It would be a pity to train the ladies, and it would be a pity to train the 300 beauties.

Are you a man? What a waste. What do you think?

The male protagonist is simply insatiable, he wants every woman, and he drags everything dirty and smelly to the bed, without any sense of style.

He is obviously a loser but is also a tycoon, and he accepts all kinds of women. Can you have some structure? Just have fun! Is there still feelings?

The author is Big D's grandson, the author is really a big lick*!

I even did it myself in the latest chapter. There are so many younger brothers. It seems that I can't read it anymore.

There is no logic, a hammer in the east and a stick in the west

I saw a comment in the comments section today, saying that the author ghostwrote it after chapter 50. It was completely nonsense. I have deleted the comment. You can say that my writing is not good, or even that my writing is terrible, but you cannot say that I let others write for me. Authors write books slowly, so they usually have manuscripts of about 120,000 to 30,000 words before they are published. Currently, there are still manuscripts of tens of thousands of words. And it's not on the shelves yet, so how can it be written on its behalf? There was a time when only a dozen people read the last book, but I still insisted on writing it down. The author solemnly promises that he will never ghostwrite, eunuch.