[Scheming, sharp-tongued, ruthless villain x aloof, world-weary, calculating money-grubber |
Love-struck, loyal puppy x hyper-competitive career fanatic | Mutual secret identities + hilarious role-playing]
Ye Ye transmigrated, but she wanted to elbow everyone here.
The villainous boss who deliberately docked his employees' wages? Elbow him aside!
The shady System that loved making empty promises? Elbow it aside!
What, you say double-tapping the screen will get me a boyfriend?
No thanks!
What, you say transmigrating means I still have to experience the "interstellar version" of the 996 work schedule?
That one gets the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Elbows!
What, you say I can make money by selling weapons and buy my way home?
I'll make money, all right!
So when Ye Ye learned she had to earn a number so big she couldn't count it on her fingers to get home, her vision went black.
From that day on, the interstellar world gained another unscrupulous merchant.
"#Interstellar Daily: Shocking! A Woman Beats Up a Centenarian in Public. Is This a Distortion of Human Nature or a Collapse of Morality...?"
"#Interstellar Daily: The Second-in-Command of the Galaxy's Most Wanted Criminal Has Put Out a Warrant for the Grocery Store Owner!"
"#Interstellar Daily: Ms. Ye Strongly Recommends: 'Tortoise-Shell Dog Tags. They'll Make You Feel Like a Dog Emperor! Not 998, Not 888, Just 88!'"
"#Interstellar Daily: Black-Hearted Weapons Shop Owner Makes a Fortune Overnight by Selling Expired Nutrient Drinks!"
As a transmigrator, Ye Ye's motto was: "If you're not eager to make money, there's something wrong with your attitude."
People called her a crook, so she raised her prices by 10%. Customers complained she was cold, so she whipped out her world-weary-face business license. Her competitors reported her for monopolizing the market, so she worked through the night and opened a hundred branches.
"Want to curse me? Sure. Get in line and pay first." Ye Ye pointed at the queue stretching beyond sight and smiled with satisfaction. She was making a killing.
Then Ling Yuan, the villain's second-in-command, showed up at her door with a bomb. "Hand over the stolen money, or I'll blow up your whole store."
Ye Ye calmly scanned his payment code. "Is shipping free on the bomb? If not, that'll be 200 Star Coins extra."
That night, the StarNet trending list exploded: #Interstellar'sMostSinisterSharpTonguedHeartthrobRefusesToLeaveTheGroceryStoreAndSleepsOnTheFloorToGetBack98StarCoins#
Even more absurdly, Ling Yuan would smash up the store and threaten her during the day, then sneak in at night to restock the shelves.
The StarNet gossip crowd had one thing to say: He is so in love.
A certain villainous big boss had this to say: Office romances are forbidden.
Ms. Ye had this to say: Sorry, I've already got my handsome man. He's been mine for ages. (Casually showing off the ring on her middle finger. Emoji.)
The next day, StarNet crashed completely, with everyone rushing to get in on the gossip.
All's well that ends well~
Theme: The goal is to open stores across the entire interstellar world!
