I made my fortune 108 times by breaking up with Wayne

"Damn it, what kind of place is Gotham!" For the third time, Misty's part-time job was bombed by terrorists.From panicking to skillfully finding cover, Misty doesn't want to recall her sad history.

Misty is more worried about her life tomorrow than the immediate crisis.

The boss just died in the store, which means that her salary is gone-don't think she is cold-blooded. In fact, the wallet is only 44 cents, and she can't even afford ordinary bread. She can't raise extra sympathy to pay attention to other things. Especially in Gotham, a city that sees fighting and dead people every day.

My God, there is Gotham in the United States after time travel, how dare you call yourself a beacon of humanity? !I used to ridicule "Free America, gun battles every day", but it didn't mess up to this extent.

Misty's name is not Misty, she is a Chinese, belonging to the time traveler, after suddenly transmigrating to Gotham, she gave herself an English name for the convenience of the boss who gave her wages.

She is a transmigrator with a system, but it is useless, it is a dressing system, clothes are just clothes, if you want to wear a dress in the novel, you can have the background and strength of the person to whom the clothes belong, dreaming is faster .The only advantage is probably that it saves Misty from having to pay for multiple changes of clothes.

After squatting until there was no sound outside, Misty waited for another half an hour before coming out of her hiding place.

"Oh, my dear Missy, God bless, you're all right!" The blond, big-breasted sweetheart hugged Misty.It was a clerk who worked in the same store as her. She grew up in Gotham. When the armed robbers rushed in, she stepped on a [-]-centimeter height and hid faster than Misty.

Probably practice makes perfect.

The smell of gunpowder smoke did not dissipate, Misty buried her head in the chest of the good sister 70E who came out of the new place, "Margaret, my dear Maggie, God bless, we are all fine."

Stomach growling.

Misty raised her head and shrugged: "Okay, I have something to do."

She was on an empty stomach all day long, so she waited for the boss to pay her wages after get off work, and went to eat a good meal.Now... eat the northwest wind, the wind is strong, there is a lot of sand, and you will be full.

Margaret flicked her curly hair: "Let's go, McDonald's."

What are you being polite to your sister?Misty immediately took Margaret's hand and walked out. "Walk!"

As for tomorrow's food and the day after tomorrow's rent, we'll talk about it later.

At the entrance of McDonald's, the waiter stopped them: "Miss, I'm sorry, the store is temporarily closed for customers."

"Why..." Misty glanced into the store, there was a man and a woman by the window, the woman fed the man with French fries dipped in ketchup, the man readily accepted, and touched the woman's fingertips with his lips ambiguously, "Oh, Someone has reserved the venue."

The waiter smiled standardly: "Yes, I'm sorry, ladies."

That can't be helped, after all, the other party must have given a lot of money.

Misty rubbed her flat belly subconsciously. Her stomach was rumbling, gurgling more happily than boiling water.

I kind of want to drink porridge.

Gotham has a porridge noodle shop, the only one, and it is said to be a century-old shop.The shop owner sneaked onto the ship during the war and came to Gotham by accident. Because he was a smuggled out, he couldn't return to China, so he had to settle in Gotham.

"Baby Brucey is so sweet!"

Hearing Margaret's emotion, Misty looked up blankly: "Who?"

Margaret was more at a loss than she: "You looked like you lost your soul just now, didn't you miss Baby Bruce?"

Misty became more and more at a loss: "Who is that? What do I think he is doing?"

"God, you've been in Gotham for so long, and you don't know about our Gotham sweetheart, Bruce Wayne?"

Misty shook her head honestly.

Margaret pinched her face and turned to the left, "Do you know who owns the big greenhouse that sells rare flowers and plants?"

Misty shook her head in a daze, and asked in a daze, "Whose?"

"Bruce Wayne's estate."

Turning her face to the right, "Do you know who owns the tens of thousands of square meters of antique city?"

"who?"

"Bruce Wayne's estate."

She raised her chin again, "Honey, look at that building over there, the tallest building in Gotham, do you know who it is?"

Misty Reflex: "Bruce Wayne's Industry."

Margaret ran Misty's hair from the crown to her shoulders. "That's right, Bruce Wayne's."

Bruce Wayne is the CEO of the Wayne Group, which controls the lifelines of Gotham City, from transportation to building energy; from chemical and military industries to food and medicine; from scientific research and education to electronic entertainment.It owns almost 1/3 of Gotham's land and a higher percentage of its buildings.

At the same time, Bruce Wayne was a well-known playboy.The couple who booked the McDonald's was Bruce Wayne—his lovers changed very quickly, every day, every month, and no more than three months at the latest.The woman heard that she was a student at Gotham University, and she was so full of student spirit that she insisted on eating at McDonald's even for dinner.Of course, there is no way to determine whether it is the character set made by the other party.

"In short, he was a rich man, a rich man who was especially generous to women."

Misty was curious: "How generous?"

"Every lover, when he broke up, he gave a substantial breakup fee. For example, the car."

Misty gasped, "Bentley Continental Flying Spur. $30." Whether it contributed to global warming, she didn't know, at least her own body was warmed up.

The good sister licked her lips eagerly, and put an end to the discussion: "Let's go, let's go to another place for dinner. After all, Wayne is far away from us."

After walking a few steps, a voice came from behind: "Miss, two ladies!"

"Huh?" Looking back, it was the waiter just now.The other party ran over and bowed deeply, "Mr. Wayne asked me to come over and ask if the two ladies have any needs, and you can directly tell us to do it in our shop."

Misty looked over, and the very attractive Mr. Wayne, with bright sapphire eyes and soft rose petals, worthy of being called the sweetheart of Gotham, smiled and nodded at her.

Misty nodded politely back.

Margaret is more realistic than her, and has already started ordering, "French fries, Coke, Chicken McNuggets, Big Mac, thank you. Missy?"

"Okay." Misty turned around quickly, "Big Mac, Coke. Coke less ice, thank you."

They didn't meet the richest man in Gotham until they got home.This is a matter of course, after all, they have slept with cover girls more often than they have eaten at McDonald's.

When she met Bruce Wayne, Misty didn't take it too seriously. She didn't know it until she saw the headline in the entertainment newspaper the next day, "Break up again, I don't know who can really conquer Gotham's sweetheart". Mr. Eun is single again.

And she still hasn't found a job, and the landlord is already asking her if she wants to renew the rent because tomorrow is the day to pay the rent.

Like sparks falling suddenly from the ruins, and a wild fire rising, Misty didn't know how she came up with that idea, anyway, it appeared, and it made her reason fuzzy.

Misty opened the wardrobe of the dressing system and carefully picked out the clothes.

The ex was a pure college student, since he proposed to break up, it might be boring and he wanted something new...

Misty just picked out the nightclub charm style from the wardrobe, and suddenly fell into hesitation.What if the other party broke up because they were tired of looking at the same face, and recently they like young and pink female college students?

Yes √

Misty uses punk style to make bad girls.

Headphones, skateboards, bubble gum.

Shorts, silver flakes, long coats.

Then pull out the ok bandage and stick it on your face.

perfect!

Wait... Her hair had to be changed too, her black hair was replaced with a very two-dimensional light gray, tied into a long curly ponytail.

After changing her makeup, spitting out bubble gum, the unruly young girl is fresh out of the oven.

Speaking of makeup, in Misty's opinion, it's called face changing!There is no difference between the makeup and the original face.

After dragging this set of outfits into the one-click dressing bar, Misty changed back to her original appearance, walked out of the house, and came to Pier No. [-].Misty had checked, and there were quite a few abandoned barns there, and few people went in or out.

After Misty changed her costume, she lowered the skateboard and kicked it out at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, she is very thankful that she was good at skateboarding before crossing, after all, clothes don't give her "skateboard proficiency".

Bruce Wayne was in Marty's jewelry store, picking out jewelry with his new girlfriend, not far from Pier Three, and with the excitement of a woman picking jewelry, she had time to rush there.

How did she know about Bruce Wayne's whereabouts?Thanks to the gossip people in Gotham, the forum post has Wayne's name in the title, and a high-resolution uncensored photo.

Not to mention that she had the opportunity to catch up with the news, the paparazzi alone probably had the microphone in the mouth of Gotham sweetheart.

Misty crouched outside Marty's jewelry store until Bruce Wayne finished dismissing the reporters, said goodbye to the pretty girls, and got into the back of the limo.Misty followed the car on the skateboard, and Bubble swallowed and chewed back into her mouth.

The skateboard slid across three streets, and the car was driving neither fast nor slow in front.

Follow along, if Bruce Wayne wants to go back to Wayne Manor, she will think of another way.After all, she was planning to play the bad girl, not the girl who lost her footsteps... lost her footing...

Huh?Wouldn't it be better...cough.

Misty blew the bubble and rolled it back into her mouth to chew, crushing the dangerous thought.

After all, Gotham's richest man probably isn't interested in saving Feng Chen... is he?

The car stopped in front of the street coffee machine, and got out of Bruce Wayne.

The richest man actually likes to drink cheap roadside coffee?Misty muttered about the eccentricities of the rich, and after thinking about it, she suddenly understood.

The truly powerful bigwigs no longer need expensive foreign objects to deliberately highlight their extraordinary status. They tend to appear more casual and down-to-earth, but give ordinary people the illusion that they are approachable.

She accelerated and rushed over, loud rock music was playing in the earphones.

The coffee machine was in the middle of the slope, the skateboard roared past, the bad girl stretched out her hand, snatched the man's wallet, and whistled.

The wallet was held by Bruce Wayne, and Misty fully showed the mentality of a bad girl-after snatching the wallet, she touched the richest man's thigh.

Not to mention, it's really strong. The muscles in the thighs are not loose at all, and you can tell that they are tight from training in the gym.

The author has something to say:

Push the text of my only best friend

After the heroine was counterattacked

You are the heroine who was counterattacked.The reborn squander your supreme beauty, steal your knowledge, and repeat your experience to gain your great reputation.

Then, they hold the opportunity you deserve, and step on your body to reach the pinnacle of life, but all of them are crushed in front of your hero.

You're ugly, you're stupid, you're a street rat, you're dust, you're nothing - but he loves you forever.

The vixen who admits to his benefactor × the benefactor who turns into a dog

Disfigured dark witch × face control turtle hair light god

Dropout, divorced cleaner × respected professor

Cuscuta x Gentle Scum Scientist

The fake daughter who was kicked out of the house × the immortal cultivator who came through time travel

To be determined

I checked some information about whether non-bottom people eat McDonald's——

Trump, with a net worth of US$2020 billion in 31, ranks 259th among the richest people in the United States. He eats a $22 self-built McDonald’s meal

Warren Buffett has a net worth of US$2020 billion in 711 and ranks fifth in the world. According to the documentary revealed by the staff around him, he has to eat McDonald's breakfast every morning, and it does not exceed US$5.

McDonald's Gold Card has been given to Bill Gates and Buffett. I won't say whether they will eat it. However, if McDonald's is really only eaten by poor people, give this to the two on the Forbes rich list. Isn't it naked | humiliating people?

Finally, 2016 U.S. system-wide sales: $364 billion.So, in 3.21, with a population of 2016 million in the United States, how many low-level people need to eat every day to meet this sales?