Fantasy Westward Journey: As a tycoon, let the female players flood the scene first!

Due to the large amount, Yang Yi and Gong Wei made an agreement that Gong Wei would come to Magic City tomorrow and the two parties would deal face-to-face and sign an agreement.

Gong Wei didn't have any objections and happily agreed.

"Make me a cup of tea." Yang Yi asked Chen Wanzhen, then ran to the study and stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

The snow was falling heavily, and the white world seemed to be wrapped in a layer of silver.

Yang Yi held a cup of hot tea and looked at the increasingly silent scenery, feeling a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.

He looked at the people rushing past on the street, busy and hurried, chasing the goal of pursuing profit in their hearts.

The magical city with many high-rise buildings has become a gathering place for personal desires and money rights. People are desperate for fame and fortune, regardless of morality and ethics, vying to gain more wealth and status.

Yang Yi once thought that he would never have the chance to reach the top. At most, he could only rely on his own little cleverness to make a living in this era.

Then, after eating and drinking, when occasionally quarreling with others online, you can say "I am from Shanghai, where are you from?" to gain a sense of superiority.

Of course, Yang Yi actually doesn't have any sense of superiority. He is an orphan himself and not a native of Magic City.

Before graduation, Yang Yi felt that he would definitely be able to reach the middle level. After all, he thought he was still a little smart.

But the conversation with Gong Wei completely made him recognize himself.

In fact, I am just an ordinary person.

Gong Wei, a person who has never read any books, can see so many things from his plans in the dream, and according to Gong Wei, there are many businessmen who can detect this in the dream.

These businessmen have such a keen sense of the market.

So how much money do these people make?

Stop being funny.

In the current dream environment, people who really made a lot of money in the past are now opening live streaming companies outside and doing live streaming to bring goods.

Aren’t the ladies on the live broadcast sweet?

Those who keep a dream and are still businessmen in the dream, it can be said that without exception, they are all eliminated.

Maybe if I make enough money once or twice, I should stop.

He slowly walked to the window and touched the snowflakes on the windowpane with his fingers, full of life. He looked at those pure and selfless snowflakes and took a deep breath of the cold air.

His eyes seemed colder than the ice and snow outside the window.

"Don't blame my brother..."

Yang Yi silently thought, from the moment Gong Wei agreed to borrow money, the outcome was already doomed.

When Gong Wei analyzed the local tycoon before, he said something very right. The local tycoon is the maker of the rules of the game and can decide when to play and when not to play.

Gong Wei saw almost all business logic clearly, but he didn't see that Yang Yi was the rich man.

This can't be blamed on him, because in Gong Wei's analysis, this rich man is just a fake rich man, and he doesn't have much money.

If this rich man is really Yang Yi, then how could Yang Yi be stretched?

After all, no one can imagine that Yang Yi actually has a system and exclusive funds for the game.

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In a small town along the Xiangjiang River.

Gong Wei finished the call, opened the door and walked out of the toilet with satisfaction.

But he saw his wife Zhang Luoluo standing at the door with a livid face looking at him.

Gong Wei's calf shivered and he swallowed: "My wife..."

"You still know that I am your wife? You just kept it from me? You still want to borrow 20?" Zhang Luoluo was going crazy, she yelled like crazy.

Zhang Luoluo originally thought that everything was over.

She and Gong Wei have been married for more than ten years, and now they are about to turn 40. Who would have thought that Gong Wei would have such an affair.

Zhang Luoluo grabbed Gong Wei's collar and shook him back and forth, clamoring for an explanation from Gong Wei.

"okay!"

Gong Wei suddenly shouted loudly, shocking Zhang Luoluo.

"You...husband, are you yelling at me?" Zhang Luoluo couldn't believe it.

"Wife, can you please listen to my explanation? Just one minute, I will explain it to you clearly!" Gong Wei took his wife's hand, walked to the bed and sat down.

"Let's get a divorce."

Zhang Luoluo was still waiting for her husband to give her an explanation, and was thinking about what kind of punishment she would give her husband later.

As a result, Gong Wei's first words gave Zhang Luoluo a heavy blow.

The word divorce was like a heavy hammer hitting Zhang Luoluo's chest.

She married far away and has no relatives, no friends, no besties here, only her husband as a relative.

When Meng Meng was able to make a lot of money, Zhang Luoluo never spent money recklessly and saved money all the time. Finally, when they were in their thirties, they bought their first house as a couple.

Fantasy can't make much money nowadays.

Although Zhang Luoluo was a little anxious, she never complained in front of her husband Gong Wei, because she knew that her husband would not do anything else.

Now that he is almost 40 years old, there is no way he can expect his husband to go out and learn some knowledge and change his career.

But just because Zhang Luoluo felt that this time the price increase of black gemstones was fishy and did not want her husband to participate, he ended up asking for a divorce!

For a moment, all the years of hard work felt like feeding a dog.

Zhang Luoluo held his forehead and replied hoarsely: "Okay."

It is said that time passes very slowly when people are in extreme moods.

Zhang Luoluo thinks a lot, but in fact it only lasts a few seconds.

Gong Wei was still organizing a verbal explanation when he heard his wife agree. When he saw his wife's pale face, he knew that he had said the wrong thing.

"Snapped!"

Gong Wei slapped himself in the face and explained to Zhang Luoluo: "I said the wrong thing, it's a fake divorce, fake divorce, my wife!"

Zhang Luoluo's already numb expression became a little more angry, and he looked up at Gong Wei.

"It's like this. I'm going to find a private person to borrow money. I will be burdened with debts by then. I'm afraid what if I lose money? So I will fake a divorce with you first and transfer all the house, car and savings to you. In my name, I leave the house cleanly."

Gong Wei held Zhang Luoluo's hand and explained softly: "Once I make money, we will remarry. Once I lose money, I will be carrying hundreds of thousands, so why bother you to pay back the money with me?" Woolen cloth?"

"Don't leave home after divorce?" Zhang Luoluo was stunned by Gong Wei's whimsical idea.

"Of course, where else can I live besides our house? The law does not stipulate that girlfriends who live together must bear the debt together, right?" Gong Wei raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Luoluo touched his nose and looked around.

After a while, he asked: "Why do you need to borrow money from a private person?"

"Needless to say..." Gong Wei rolled his eyes, "Go to the bank to borrow money, or cash out and borrow money from Huabei. If you can't pay it back by then, the bank has many ways to punish us. I saw that private boss, he is a Even if the people of Shanghai say that I owe him 20 yuan, what can they do to me? I just don’t have any money.”