I confess, I am the Mr. Richest - Chapter 163 - : The New Mission, Can’t Keep a Low Profile Even If Wanted.

[Ding!][Ultimate Tycoon's Perfect Life System Activated][Spent $100,000 in an hour. 10x reward unlocked. Earned $1,000,000][Make the Villain beg for your mercy. Get premium limited edition super car][Destroy the hero who tried kill you. Get a villa worth of $500,000,000][Become the ultimate tycoon]James was an orphan has never had any luck in life, but that changed when reincarnated in his favourite novel, and got the best gift a reader could have get.“Do you want a perfect life?”The moment he accepted he transmigrated in his favourite novel and woke as poor character who got off-screened by the author.But the story he knew isn't the same anymore, the characters have their own free will, villain's may become hero's, hero's may become villain's. Constantly trying the damage the original plot he knew.But as a veteran reader how could he lose?No matter what happens he will protect his waifus, he will thrive, he will rise. he will become the “Ultimate Tycoon”

What is the most important thing about rebirth before the apocalypse? Grain storage? No, it’s trying to find the most important person in the past life! Reject the so-called relatives who have evil intentions!

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”

With her superb skills, Tang Ming has countless peach blossoms from small to large.

There is a President willing to contract fish ponds for her.

There are also overbearing male masters who are willing to make a fortune for her.

School grass keeps his body like jade for her, infatuated male leads are countless.

There are countless peach blossom debts, and the whole body is written with slag from top to bottom.

Until she encountered the system.

From then on, the road to ending slag, is getting farther and farther away…….

*School grass means the hottest guy in school.

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