A modern man traveled back in time to Xu Damao, who was also drunk, because of his drunkenness, and found himself in a world full of film and television plots. What? Are all my neighbors Qin beasts? I don't have a system yet? I can only cut off the sharp edge of the pension group first, find a wife for Sha Zhu and make Sha Zhu return to me, and then start from the publicity department of the steel rolling mill and work his way up the career ladder. No system, no space, no golden fingers, single heroine, neither provoking Lou Zi nor Qin Huairu.