I Create a New Character Every Week

On Monday, I was an autistic poor student wearing a tattered school uniform who couldn't even afford the canteen. On Tuesday, I was a mysterious hero who spent tens of millions of dollars and made the school beauties look at me. Facing the pursuit of the school beauty, I waved my hands repeatedly: "We are really unfamiliar!" Until Friday, as the world's richest man, I purchased her family's company from her father. That night, the school beauty cornered me in a corner with red eyes: "Who the hell are you?!" I felt extremely wronged: "I am really just a wage earner who refreshes his identity every week..."