After Becoming the Boss's Fairy Godmother

The entire text is being rewritten. Wen Zheng is a cannon fodder male supporting character who makes a lot of stories. He has a distinguished family background, is arrogant and handsome, and has a fortune worth hundreds of millions. He should have been the proud son of heaven standing at the top of the pyramid. It's a pity that the male protagonist is his illegitimate brother who cannot be put on stage, and he has always held a grudge against him. In order to bring down Wen Zheng, the male protagonist engineered a car accident that left him disabled in both legs. He could only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, leaving serious sequelae. He teamed up with Bai Yueguang to force him to marry a vicious male partner who was greedy for vanity. His body was eroded by chronic poison, and his hair was gray and his bones were broken in his late thirties. In the end, he died alone and miserably in a Norwegian sanatorium, and his ashes were scattered into the sea without anyone claiming them. At this time, the male protagonist inherited all his property, entered the Forbes list, and appeared in "HL Times" with Bai Yueguang in his arms, and was hailed as "the most valuable investor of this era." Standing in the spotlight, you will gain fame and wealth, and flourish with flowers. System: "Your mission is to save the misfortune of the male partner, help him avoid disaster, not be persecuted, and die a healthy life." Yin Song was so angry at the stupid article: "So I will dress up as an irresponsible scumbag father and crush the toad hero to death in my stomach." System: "No, the fact is that you dressed up as a vicious male partner with the same name. Because you offended Wen Zheng, your family went bankrupt and was in debt of eight million. Now you are being beaten by gangsters. Wen Zheng is standing not far away and watching with cold eyes, refusing to save you." System: "I wish you good luck, smart and brave host." Yin Song: "." I'll fuck you, uncle. —— Wen Zheng, 19, had a biological mother who died young, a disgusted father, a jealous stepmother, and a younger brother with a bad mind. Unpopular at home and silent at school. He is an unruly red-haired man who brings a bodyguard to cut off people's hands and feet. He is the Siberian refrigerator and the king of hell that everyone in the school avoids. But for such a bad guy, there was a child who spoke sweetly, whose eyes turned red when he was angry, and who looked like a rose. He ran into his arms and couldn't even drive him away. Wen Zheng was very distressed and thought: He must like me. … The love of young people is so hot that it is held in the heart, but it is cautious and does not dare to be expressed in words. Until the roses wither and the white gulls spread their wings, the carefully cared for "like" is still hidden in the lips and tongue. Later, the lion cats in Fengluo Garden turned into falling snow, the incense in the Taoist temple was soaked in red ropes, and the flowers in the twenty-six acres of rose fields bloomed one after another, but his little friend never appeared again. —Small theater— In the back alley of a bar with sparse street lights, two groups of people were facing each other with knives and sticks. The leader, Wen Zheng, had rustling red hair, and the frail and slender young man was protected behind him. Making a call on the cell phone in his hand, he spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "Let Li Chengke take his son out of Licheng within three days." In order to maintain his character, Yin Song frowned and tried to persuade him. As soon as he showed his head, he was hit on the forehead by a necklace thrown towards him. His fair and tender forehead was instantly red and swollen. The boy's eyes were red and he hissed in pain. "Fuck." The fragile young boy suddenly got angry, grabbed the baseball bat from the hand of the person next to him, and kicked it. His face was filled with tears as bright as a rose. He cried and cursed: "Which idiot dares to hit your father?! Wen Zheng, beat these grandsons to death, and let the bastard who did the evil trick come over and apologize to his father!!" One stick down, and the back alley once again fell into a melee. The red-haired boy kicked away the man who was rushing towards him, stretched out his hand to pull Yin Song out of the circle, who was saying "Fuck you" and "I'll fuck you, sir", and coaxed him: "Be careful, don't be angry, let me see if your forehead is swollen first. Someone will take care of them later." "... Swollen ass" "Let go and let me kill them!!" —— ①Campus in the early stage, city in the later stage ②It's a nonsense, no logic, no writing style. I haven't written anything else except an 800-word composition. Please forgive me for the sloppy writing. ③If I clear mines by myself, I don't know what mines I will write. ④Chirp, chirp, give me some encouragement! Intention: The past is irreversible, but the future can still be looked forward to.