Number 3372, the only defective unit at Robot Headquarters.
Yet this defective unit was entrusted with the hopes of the entire headquarters and sent to carry out the hardest mission in history.
Senior executives: Your mission is to destroy Jiang Juezhang and make his life a living hell. Understand?
3372: (Nods like a pecking chick) Mission accepted!
Jiang Juezhang, the true power behind Siyao Group, is a terrifying tyrant in every sense of the word.
They say he's ruthless, and his methods are even more brutal. He personally destroyed many high-ranking predecessors, making him the greatest threat to Headquarters.
On his first day in this world, 3372 decisively downloaded all its data in an attempt to come up with a foolproof plan to get close to Jiang Juezhang.
But before its little brain could finish processing all that data, it turned a corner at the next intersection and suddenly crashed into a firm chest.
The little robot looked up in a daze, straight into the tyrant's face, the kind that could stop a baby from crying at night.
3372: ...Please, I'm a new account. Don't do this.
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3372 never expected to move into the tyrant's luxurious manor so easily, or to enjoy such a lavish life as a little robot who'd made it big.
The tyrant said he looked a lot like someone he'd known long ago.
The little robot's eyes lit up: A substitute romance plot!
The tyrant gazed at him with tender affection.
The little robot: Got it! Mourning his white moonlight!
So 3372 followed the plot of the novel to the letter. When the suspected "white moonlight" was about to return from abroad, it resolutely leaped off a cliff, planning to fake its death, become the tyrant's eternal heartbreak, and make Jiang Juezhang waste away in grief.
Jiang Juezhang: I just went on a business trip, and you're telling me my adorable wife jumped off a cliff???
Jiang Juezhang slammed his hand on the table. Forget the business trip: he handed his work to his assistant and the company to his second-in-command, then personally dragged the little robot out of some forgotten corner and threw him back into the manor.
Jiang Juezhang: Care to explain?
The little robot (smiling apologetically): Actually, I'm a robot.
The tyrant: Tell me something I don't know.
The little robot wilted: ...That's what the database says.
The tyrant: Which database?
And so Jiang Juezhang watched as the little robot pulled out a gleaming, golden novel about chasing your wife to the crematorium, in the danmei version.
[Reader's Guide]
1. There is no white moonlight! No white moonlight!! From beginning to end, the bottom is the same little robot. He just lost the relevant data and memories.
2. The top's true identity is really just that of a desperate widower.
3. (Let me think about it some more.)
Theme: Getting what you wished for.
