As the only descendant of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, a well-known impoverished family in the world of immortality, Su Wanwan was kicked off the mountain by her unreliable master. Master's parting words are still in my ears: "Wanwan, I was watching the sky at night for my master, and I discovered that our sect's source of wealth... Is at the foot of the mountain! Go get money quickly, otherwise we won't even be able to burn incense next month!"
Possessing the unique skill of transforming "wealth energy" into "spiritual energy", Su Wanwan plunged into the bustling city of reinforced concrete.
After being rejected for interviews N times, she accidentally broke into the office of a "walking iceberg".
This CEO surnamed Gu was handsome, wealthy, and as wealthy as anyone in the country, but he exuded an "extremely cold aura" that loosened the bottleneck of her cultivation.
Su Wanwan's eyes shone: This is not the CEO, this is clearly a walking bed of ten thousand years of mysterious ice, a holy land for cultivation!
Gu Chengan, the business emperor, has been suffering from a strange disease for many years. His body temperature is different from that of ordinary people, and his heart is as cold as ice. Until a confused girl broke in, and the coldness around him was miraculously relieved.
With a contract, Su Wanwan became Mr. Gu's "exclusive warm baby" earning one million an hour.
From then on, the style of the Gu Group began to deviate.
"Mr. Gu, Miss Su maxed out the black card you gave her and bought a warehouse full of luxury bags."
Gu Chengan didn't raise his eyelids: "Let her swipe it and give her ten more."
Assistant's inner thoughts: Has the president been demoted?
Su Wanwan held the newly bought bag, feeling the surging spiritual power in her body, and burst into tears: It turns out that spending money to practice is so good! Master, I understand!
While other monks were still painstakingly absorbing the essence of the sun and moon in the deep mountains and old forests, Su Wanwan was already in the luxury store.
