Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 1577: Black Anti Wu Di (8)

Chuzheng scrolled down and found a share.

It was completely different from the style of his earlier posts, a share about a book.

The key point was that this book seemed... familiar.

Chuzheng clicked in to take a look, and it was about an author interview.

Chuzheng quickly matched the author in her mind—the one the original author hated most, without a doubt.

Among the chaotic apps on the original author’s phone, three were reading apps.

When she was in a bad mood, she would go up and bash an author.

From the author’s works, escalating to attacking the author personally, she was the top hater in the reader circle.

Many readers of this author recognized her online alias, and every time she went up, she was besieged.

Yet the original author enjoyed it.

And that author...

Chuzheng looked at the name on the page—An Ji.

Just now did the Bastard say what the Good Person Card was called?

Chuzheng shivering took a screenshot and sent it to the bar owner.

[San Ye: Is this the person you asked me to deliver things to?]

[Jiu Jiu Ling: Yes, how do you know?]

[Jiu Jiu Ling: Oh, did you see the books in the box?]

[Jiu Jiu Ling: Why are you browsing my long-lost posts, are you so idle? Come back and make money!]

The middle-aged man’s typing speed was fast too. Ding ding dong dong, three messages came over.

He even thought of a reason for her, such a thoughtful boss is really hard to find.

Chuzheng didn’t reply and closed the chat window.

She’s a bit agitated now.

How to deal with this Good Person Card?

Should I go up and say: How about dating? The kind that bashed your whole family!

Chuzheng thought the Good Person Card might want to kill her.

Chuzheng quickly deleted all the chaotic apps of the original author to destroy the evidence.

-

An Ji.

Ever since his first work was published at eighteen, he has always been popular.

His works are not singular, covering many genres.

Whether it’s healing youth series or mind-boggling suspense, he handles them easily with captivating plots and characters.

But An Ji didn’t have a good background.

He was born out of Xiao San.

When he was in school, his classmates knew about it, and he faced much isolation and bullying because of this.

Maybe that’s why An Ji began rejecting communication with people and immersed himself in writing.

After entering college, An Ji cut ties with his old classmates and then became famous writing books.

Yet An Ji was always fearful of being photographed, scared of being recognized, and cursed at as Xiao San’s child, a bastard.

During university, Mrs. An became someone’s kept mistress again.

An Ji was unaware of this until he graduated and came home, and the man’s wife came looking for him, then he learned.

But by then Mrs. An had already run off with money, leaving him to bear it all.

Those people kept finding him, asking about Mrs. An’s whereabouts.

Just at that time, he started having writing issues, sales of his previous book had declined, and performance was not ideal.

An Ji was in a bottleneck period, unable to break through.

Under dual pressure, An Ji inevitably turned dark.

Chuzheng rubbed her forehead, troubled.

Those people earlier should be the man’s people, looking for Mrs. An.

An Ji indeed doesn’t know where Mrs. An is; they have little contact.

Even the occasional contact ends in disagreement, both unhappy and parted ways.

These people couldn’t find Mrs. An and would come to cause trouble for An Ji every so often.

Chuzheng sighed.

The original author was ruined by Xiao San, and the Good Person Card turned out to be a bastard.

The Bastard is really joking!

Chuzheng didn’t have any opinion on background.

Children aren’t wrong; they can’t choose their background, choose their parents.

Chuzheng sighed inwardly.

She searched An Ji on the original author’s computer.

A biography of An Ji is on the internet.

It shows his works and some awards.

Chuzheng scrolled through, didn’t find a single photo.

An Ji never attends any events, even at some necessary award ceremonies, it’s said his editor attends instead.

So even people online doubt his gender.

If not for consistent writing style, many people might think such varied genres couldn’t be written by one person.

Chuzheng hasn’t read these books, but the original author has.

So now just seeing the name, she knows what’s inside.

Don’t understand the original author’s psychology, reading the books while also cursing.

No idea.

Rebellious kids’ minds are probably this bizarre.

Chuzheng tried to dissect a hater’s mind and found she couldn’t dissect anything.

How would she know what the original author was thinking!

Too difficult for poor little me.

Forget it, forget it, sleep.

-

Chuzheng saw An Ji in the bar the next day.

Didn’t know when he came, but when Chuzheng saw him, he already seemed to have drunk a lot.

The bar owner stood next to him saying something, An Ji hung his head, his whole face shadowed in darkness, completely indistinct.

Finally, the bar owner patted his shoulder and left.

"Chuzheng, Brother Hai is here again." Yu Han whispered to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng glanced at ’Brother Hai’s exclusive’ seat, Brother Hai was looking over, meeting Chuzheng’s gaze, and immediately raised his wine glass.

Chuzheng: "..."

I want to be a socialist successor, how could I associate with you, a delinquent social member!

Chuzheng took a bottle of wine over.

Brother Hai laughed: "Little girl, isn’t it another twenty thousand bottle at the bar?"

Chuzheng placed the wine on the table: "What exactly did you like about me?"

Tell me, let me see how outstanding I am!

Brother Hai: "You’re very much to my liking."

This little girl suits him, he really appreciates her.

More gutsy than most men.

Though young... but perfect timing for some teaching.

"You’re not my type." Chuzheng said: "If you want to vent for your lackeys, let’s go outside and fight."

Fighting is my forte!

No need for pretending!

Speak through fists!

"Hahaha." Brother Hai laughed twice: "I never hit women. It’s okay, you can slowly think, I’m not in a hurry." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Brother Hai raised his wine glass and downed it in one go.

Chuzheng: "..."

What’s up with this guy!

A boss like you might easily get taken down!!

As Chuzheng was thinking how to deal with Brother Hai, make him stop coming here to find her, properly being a boss, she heard clamors coming from the other side.

"Don’t fight, stop fighting!!"

"Ah..."

"Crash——"

Chuzheng glanced at that direction, didn’t care initially, about to withdraw her gaze, then suddenly freeze.

Didn’t the Good Person Card sit there just now?

Now most people were watching that way, it was a mess there, Chuzheng couldn’t see clearly.

She started walking over, squeezing through the crowd to the inside.