After a Passerby Marries a Wealthy Man,

The next book is "Poor People Are Not Allowed to Write Novels", please collect it~ Gu Chen was once the boss of Chuan Bookstore, and after experiencing 999 worlds, he was finally able to retire. He chose to return to a quiet life and become an ordinary passerby. So after marrying the leader of the Li family, he drank tea and read the newspaper every day, and became a marriage tool with no sense of existence as he wished. Until—— The husband's brother's company is in crisis, and the husband is far abroad. The younger brother begged to come to him, stuffed him with a suit, and begged him to support the occasion on his husband's behalf. He sighed, took off his silk home clothes, put on gold-rimmed glasses, and attended business negotiations. The next day, my younger brother won the project, and his mailbox was flooded with offers, and his phone number was flooded with headhunters. The cast of Husband's Sister encountered a crisis, and the actor who starred in the book fan White Moonlight Immortal Lord quit the cast. My sister begged to come to him, stuffed a long sword in his hand, and begged him to appear in a few guest scenes. He sighed, put on a wide robe with wide sleeves, and the white clothes beat the snow. He could be called "fourteen states with a sword and frost." As soon as Reuters came out, the whole Internet went crazy looking for this magical swordsman, and his agent called his sister all the time. I was passing by Li's Building to pick up an invitation letter, and I happened to encounter hackers attacking the group's website. He conveniently wrote a few lines of code to quickly solve the problem. The vice president held his hand excitedly: "Which department are you in? I want to give you a promotion and a salary increase!" Gu Chen smiled: "No need, after all, your boss goes to work every day just to make money for me." Li Tingqin married Gu Chen home as a business marriage. He heard that Gu Chen was introverted, extremely socially anxious, and worshiped money very much. Li Tingqin felt that these were not problems, it would be good if he could just be a vase. Unexpectedly, three months after he went abroad on business: Brother: Brother, when will you divorce your sister-in-law? Please don't delay your sister-in-law's establishment of a business empire! Sister: Brother, when will you divorce your sister-in-law? Please don't delay your sister-in-law's entry into the entertainment industry! Subordinate: Uh... Mr. Li, why don't you abdicate and give way to someone better? Li Tingqin raised his eyebrows: Is this because he is introverted, extremely social-phobic, and very money-worshiping? After returning home, he finally saw his marriage partner lying in the garden and basking in the sun. But he saw his marriage partner lazily extending his hand to him: "Mr. Li, why haven't you given me my pocket money this month?" Li Tingqin: "..." Reading guide: 1. Suffering from a slight charm, that is - Mr. Li, do you know that your wife's personality outside is the heartthrob? # 2. There are a lot of comments and comments 3. The cover character is not exclusively authorized and may be seen elsewhere. Recommend my advance receipt~ "Poor people are not allowed to write novels" Lin Zhixia was born in a mountainous area and was impoverished. He had to walk ten miles to school every day. After scrambling to get into A University, in order to earn tuition, he started writing novels part-time while working. After carefully reviewing the information, he decided to create a powerful overlord and start a battle for urban hegemony. In his eyes, the richest man in City A, Mr. Gu, spent hundreds of millions of cannon fodder on his face at the auction, his car was a Ferrari, and he traveled on a private jet... As for other details, don't worry about them. Unexpectedly, the dimensional wall broke silently. So—— Gu Jingyan, the real richest man in city A, was suddenly crazily dominated by some mysterious force. The assistant looked at the presidential suite conjured out of thin air by the All Seasons Hotel, feeling messy in the wind: "... Do you really want to stay here?" The secretary who coordinated the route felt tired and said: "Mr. Gu, the flight plan must be submitted for approval one day in advance..." The enemy laughed crazily: "Who would go to the auction site in person to hold a placard? Hahahaha... What kind of crap did you buy for 100 million?" The driver looked at the Ferrari without a back seat and looked confused: "Which back seat do you want to sit in?" Gu Jingyan started to get used to it: "I... Sit in the trunk." In the cold and windy winter, the whole-house thermostatic system suddenly turned into an electric blanket. Mr. Gu, who was doubtful about the safety, had no choice but to wrap himself tightly in the quilt. Gu Jingyan, who kept sneezing the next day, had no choice but to explain to the housekeeper's puzzled eyes: "It's cold..." So a certain company named Wang went bankrupt. Gu Jingyan didn't know how serious he was:... That's awesome. In the end, Mr. Gu, who was tortured, turned on the electric blanket. Fortunately, after all the hard work, Gu Jingyan finally found the culprit. "Lin Zhixia, right? I finally found you..." Lin Zhixia rubbed her eyes and was shocked: "Isn't it right??? The dimensional wall is broken???" Why did Mr. Gu, who was still making waves in City A, come out of the article? ! Then Lin Zhixia saw his Mr. Gu with red eyes, grabbed him by the collar and blocked him in the corner. Lin Zhixia backed away crazily. Something was wrong, something was really wrong. Mr. Gu was not going to push him against the wall and kiss him, was he? Gu Jingyan's voice was hoarse: "You..." Mr. Gu, who was cold and cold, had no choice but to clear his throat. Lin Zhixia was confused: "Me?" His voice was hoarse, and he was right again, but what I wrote was about urban hegemony, not about Jinjiang President! Gu Jingyan gritted his teeth, "Don't write any more novels!" Lin Zhixia: "Huh?" "But..." Lin Zhixia tightened the collar held by Gu Jingyan, "Why do you have a nosebleed?" Gu Jingyan: "..." "I got burned while sleeping on the electric blanket." Intention: love and warmth