Lin Hao, an unknown screenwriter who died in front of the computer in his previous life, opened his eyes and became the only son of the leading boss of the Hong Kong society "Ngee Ann" in 1984.
Before he could enjoy the life of a prince with food to open his mouth and clothes to stretch out his hands, a system called "The Great Director's Counterattack" came to the door and firmly believed that he was still the poor screenwriter with a cleaner pocket than his face.
Looking at the eight-digit pocket money in his account and the rows of horses outside the door, Lin Hao smiled: System, do you have any misunderstandings about "counterattack"?
[Task release: Have the courage to successfully sell your script to the film company!
So, I took two rows of horsemen and surrounded Xu Ke's company, "asking" him to approve my script and agree to direct it myself.
[Task Release: Get the recognition of a top star.
Lin Hao looked at Zhou Huimin in his arms: Do you want to be the top?
The system thought I was counterattacking, and the big guys in Xiangjiang thought I was setting up a plan.
Only I know that I just became the godfather of Hong Kong on the way to completing the task!
While the system was still cheering for my "monthly income of over 10,000 yuan", my assets had exceeded 100 billion!
System, take a look again, is my counterattack posture standard?
