Fang Qing hates two things most in her life: being treated as a fool and having money go into other people's pockets.
On the day of salary payment, my bank card jumped from 8888 to 88 in less than ten seconds. The person who transferred the money was her boyfriend Chen Xiaofeng, who was talking about marriage. "You spend money lavishly, I will take care of it for you."
Fang Qing smiled. She didn't even dare to order milk tea after eating Shaxian for twenty days. The hard-earned money he saved was used to support Lin Yue, a new intern in the office. She had a skirt of 5,000 yuan and she ate the leftover bread leftovers.
Fang Qing didn't cry or make a fuss. She drew a big cake for Chen Xiaofeng to get the certificate with a gift of 88,000 yuan. She got drunk, got the certificate, and sent the materials. Every slap was missed, and there were no less thunders that should explode. The scumbags and bitches were all sent away neatly.
Immediately afterwards, the Naogongduoduo system made its debut, a high-quality husband? Unlimited supply!
From then on, Fang Qing travels through all walks of life: on the stage, her sleeves are flying, in the apocalypse, chopping zombies is like chopping vegetables, and in the world of immortality, she is sitting on the throne of the senior sister. The male protagonists of various styles are queuing up to wait for the flop, the little milk dog and the little wolf dog are all good in their own way, and Fang Qing is gearing up to show off his skills.
Then she discovered that the system was a trap.
The promised points? No. The promised reward? No. The promised mall? Not at all. It's all up to you.
This wasn't the end yet, the first world gave her a hellish start. And her identity is that of a sweet-tempered little white flower who speaks her mind. Fang Qing said, "Come out of the system and let's have a good chat."
Intention: Revenge when there is a grudge, complain when there is a grudge, embrace the lover out of love.