I dressed up as the vicious female supporting character in the president's novel, and the system forced me to follow the plot. "Host! The hero handed over a 50 million breakup check!" "Oh, I just need a bookmark." I tore it up casually. The system screamed: "That's 50 million!!" "Oh?" I stretched out my hand, "Then give me another one to use as bookmarks." The more I messed up, the more the plot collapsed. He was hiding from the male protagonist but discovered his trade secrets and was forced to share a billion in dividends. Pretending to be sick to skip a party, he bought lottery tickets and won 300 million the next day. He heard the complaint about the CEO saying "I can't do it", and the next day he sent me a black card: "Try it?" The system cried and fainted: "Please, ancestor, can we just go through the motions?" I was paralyzed: "Don't make any noise, I'm waiting for the next one.
