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." Mission: Respect every lifestyle