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It was the midst of winter; a breath of cold air was like a glass of water left on a chilly night, down your throat, giving you a chest stuffed of coldness, making people shiver from inside out. With this kind of weather, there were few people on the streets, the warm glow by the roadside from the Coffee Shop was more dusky than usual.
The girl at the counter, while skillfully taking orders, couldnât help but also glance by the corner of her eyes at the man by the window.
There were many customers that evening; the cold weather certainly was one of the reasons, but Iâm afraid one of the bigger reasons would be that young man sitting in front of the glass window.
He was really handsome, it was hard to imagine being able to see such good-looking people out of the big screen.
Wearing just but the most simple creamy-white wool shirt, but because of the soft texture and colour lining his facial features seemed more sophisticated. In the Coffee Shop under the warm golden light, the lighting bathing his handsome face gave an ethereal feeling; common people could help but want to take a few more glances.
The clerk girl definitely wasnât the only one having such thoughts, regardless of customers or waiters; no one was an exception at the Coffee Shop.
It obviously wasnât nice to be stared at on such a casual or careless way. The young man grabbed the cup of caramel macchiato in front of him, looking at the thick caramel and thick milk foam people felt sickly sweet, but he did drink it clean, and looking at his demeanour he seemed to think it wasnât (sweet) enough.
The girl was looking forward for him to renew his cup, but unfortunately, he got up and left, probably the number of times she peeked at him was too much and it bothered him? But she really couldnât help it, the girl holding her cheek thought to herself: Why do such good-looking people donât join the entertainment business?
Outside of the Coffee Shop, while walking on a deserted street, Bai Yue Sheng faced that same problem.
Neat suit, hair combed back, with a shrewd face; that was how the man he was stopped by was: âHello Sir, Iâm going to take the liberty to introduce myself; Iâm a scout from Star Entertainment, I have observed you for a long time, I think you have great potential, would you be interested in joining our team?â
Bai Yue Sheng voice showed alienation and indifference: âSorry, Iâm not interested.â
The witty man quickly said: âThis is my business card. Start Entertainment is a big company. I can connect you to the headquarters, get the gold manager to handle you, introduce you to veteran movie actor Bo Lun and the likes, make you the next big starâŠâ
âI canât sing nor act, I donât want to make money by becoming famous, is that clear enough?â
That scout obviously had never encountered such a situation. But the face of that young man was too good-looking, such face by itself, if he missed that chance it would be hard to come across such great deal again, so he patiently said: âCan judge your talent after you sing a song, also, acting can be cultivated, you have that kind of vibe looksâŠâ
âOh, this faceâŠâ Bai Yue Sheng very calmly said, âFor the whole thing, I spent hundreds of thousands.â
Scout: ââŠâ
Bai Yue Sheng said very seriously: âI have the doctorâs phone here, do you need me to write it down?â
In the end, it wasnât the Scoutâs first rodeo, how would he be easy to scare off? He quickly said: âSince you have spent so much time fixing your face, presumably you would want for more people to see it, so, why notâŠâ
Bai Yue Sheng could only resort to his last move: âTo tell you the truth, I canât enter the entertainment business because I have criminal records.â
Scout: ââŠâ
Bai Yue Sheng smirked, exposing a rather strange cold smile with an eerie feeling: âKnife stabbing and⊠drug abuse.â
The scout exclaimed out loud: âYou⊠YouâŠâ
Bai Yue Sheng sighed: âSeven in, seven out, I really canât quit.â
This time, Bai Yue Sheng having an angelic face, couldnât afford but push the scout to pay a little peace of mind, for public figures if such things are leaked, let alone making money, the entire entertainment company will also be pulled down into the mud.
Finally having gotten rid of that man, Bai Yue Sheng rather melancholic went home.
He could only walk âBecause he canât even buy a car at all.
He as a B-level clerk of the Space-time Management Bureau, his work was to shuttle between different worlds accomplishing different tasks, after going through nine worlds, because his tasks had a very high degree of completion, each rating being an S, an exception was made and got a promotion main task, the task sounded simple: A mediocre life for 20 years at his original world.
For this Bai Yue Sheng that was the kind that relies on himself alone, really was easy as breathing.
Who would have thought that after accepting the task he would find out there still were many restrictions.
For example, one of those was: He couldnât change his appearance (but a 40% reduction of his looks was allowed).
Coming and going between 9 worlds, he accumulated countless Time-space currency, Bai Yue Sheng body had long ago been strengthened to its top state âenough to absolutely shock all humans on earth, let alone a 40% reduction, even if it was down by 60% â from an ordinary person there still was a big gap.
With such a face, even if he wanted to be lacklustre it would not be easy.
And for this so-called âordinaryâ promotion task the conditions were even more numerous.\n
First of all, his popularity value couldnât be higher than 100,000, so he by no means could become a celebrity, in the whole sense of the word.
And again, his wealth value couldnât exceed the 100,000, so he couldnât own a house or a car, having to rent someplace to live, getting transported by foot. Also because his face was too troublesome, it wasnât easy to take the public transport, if taking a ride he would be annoyingly forced to âchatâ through all the way.
Bai Yue Sheng had only lived on earth for a year, he was starting to worry, how would he carry on for the remaining 19 years?
Not to mention, he was also given the Lucky Charm S (rank) Physique.
What was an S rank luck magnet like? It wasâŠ
Bai Yue Sheng kicks a hard object with his feet, bends down, and goes <b>FML</b> <sup>1</sup>.
At his feet, there was a black suitcase spread open, by it a neatly stacked whole row of genuine shiny new <b>pink grandpas</b> <sup>2</sup>.
Roughly guessing, there were around hundreds, nearing a million.
See, the so-called Lucky S Physique was going for a stroll at the cold streets, lifting your feet to find that guy, easily accounting 1 million in cash.
If Bai Yun Sheng were to pick it, his promotion task was good as failed, because his wealth value couldnât exceed 100,000.
Bai Yue Sheng could only regard money as litter by the street, walking away not even taking a second glance under his feet, as if stepping on insignificant fallen leaves, calmly resuming his way home.
Lord knows he was a miser, even if cash money was worthless at the Space-time Management Bureau, but for that money just now, having to renounce to it like that, made his heartache.
Poor Bai Yue Sheng, he couldnât even <b>think of a comeback</b><sup>3</sup>, the system of his household, <b>Ah Jiu</b><sup>4</sup> was out of reach, he had not even seen his shadow for more than half a month.
Bai Yue Sheng lonely walked for more than a full half-hour, his hands and feet already were frozen stiff by the time he finally arrived at the main door.
He, at last, lived on a really nice place, some high-end, high-rent flats, rents for the consumerist class; got to spend it, as long as his wealth didnât surpass the 100,000 mark, it wasnât against the rules.
Bai Yue Sheng didnât need to deliberately look for ways to make money, although RMB couldnât be converted into Time-Space currency, but Time-space currency could replace RMB, so he wasnât in need of money.
Of course⊠For the world âordinaryâ on his task, money was like an insulator. Had money but couldnât use it, he was a poor soul.
Bai Yue Sheng got off the lift, just as he arrived at his flat he was suddenly halted at his door.
There stood a bunch of people, seeing a full row of men wearing black suits he frowned; he didnât have a good hunch.
Just as he expected, the men in suits made way, and a man wearing glasses which was an elite in every sense of the word came, a respectful attitude, his way of speech quite like the one of a leader: âGreetings Mr. Bai, Iâm <b>Ju Guang</b><sup>5</sup> Consortium Ms. Sunâs executive lawyer, Li Qing, I have here a will that concerns you, I hope you can confirm it.â
Bai Yue Sheng calmly said: âI donât know you nor do I know who that Ms. Sun you mention is.â
The mouth of the man with glasses slightly twitched, hiding his profound disdain, accounting for his professionalism he pushed back thoughts probably such as a âSeeing someone stepping on shit and hitting the jackpot.â Jealousy: âYour parents had a premature death, having long ago cut relationships with your relatives, for you to not know was unavoidable, Ms. Sun was your motherâs half-sister from her father side, she didnât have children, so after death, she gave all her belongings to you.â
While speaking, he took out a document of high-quality paper filled with black ink words, and handed it to him: âJust sign here and the two billion in assets under Ms. Sun name will be yours.â