Don't Get in the Way of My Leisure and Happiness, or My Fortune
别挡着我休闲快乐，财源滚滚
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 482k Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 2y ago
- English
- Request a translation
Synopsis
Stats
207Chapters
828Recommendations
4.1kFans
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These days, if you don't start a story with a green hat (being cheated on), you can't even write a proper story!
I'm speechless. He wears his delivery uniform everywhere he goes, whether he's going to work or not. Does he have no other clothes to wear?
As the title suggests
It's pretty much the same as that story about inheriting game assets after a divorce, but the writing is a bit lacking; it's bland but not worth abandoning.
None of the comments have been featured. What's going on? You need to feature at least a few to make the comment section lively, and for the author to occasionally chime in.
Every chapter has a scene where someone tries to show off but gets slapped in the face, it's really...
It seems so brainless; my ex-wife keeps running into these kinds of people...
Why can't we just focus on treasure hunting instead of having to bring a bunch of women along?
I followed this book from beginning to end, and I also read and subscribed to that other one, but the plots were completely different.
That other novel, about inheriting wealth and being a "god-rich erotic bulldozer," is completely different. This one, "A Little Bit of a God-Rich Man," is driven entirely by treasure hunting and appraisal. It features gold, antique paintings and calligraphy, jade, ambergris, and rosewood—even the "golden finger" (cash cow/cash cow) is different; it hasn't even used any items yet.
What the hell? Talking to a dog? Don't you ever wash or change your clothes while wearing that delivery uniform every day?
Again, daughters! Are they all doting fathers to their daughters?