"Ring! Ring! Ring!"
"Ring! Ring! Ring!"
The next day.
Zhou Cheng, still in a deep sleep, was jolted awake by the extremely urgent ringing of his phone.
"Who is it, so early in the morning!"
"Can't a person get some sleep?!"
People are always irritable when woken up from a deep sleep.
Zhou Cheng subconsciously answered the phone, sounding a bit impatient.
"Yellow-skinned monkey, you think you're tough now, huh?"
"You dare speak to me like that?"
"You still want this job or not!"
A series of angry shouts erupted from the phone, almost lifting the roof.
This voice… why did it sound so familiar?
Zhou Cheng's sleepiness vanished instantly.
He picked up his phone and took a look, confirming his suspicions.
The contact name on the screen was glaring: Asshole.
"Idiot?"
Damn it, isn't that the idiot boss from the original's past?
The flood of memories from the original's life immediately surged into Zhou Cheng's mind, filling him with anger.
As everyone knows, racial discrimination is very serious in America.
Especially for Asians; sometimes, their status is even lower than that of black people.
Superficially, the original worked at a very respectable software company.
It looked glamorous, and it sounded impressive when you told people.
But in reality, it was all just for show.
In the company, the original's status was truly lower than a dog.
The ubiquitous discrimination and unfair treatment were a given.
Just his superior, Smith, was enough to make one suffocate.
Zhou Cheng sorted through the original's memories; that old man never treated the original as a human being.
He would constantly order him around, never showing a hint of a good attitude.
All the most difficult and tiring work was given to the original, and even his own job duties were often completed by the protagonist.
Just four days ago.
The original, because he was cleaning up Smith's mess, worked overtime and coded non-stop, pulling two all-nighters.
Damn, he just keeled over and died at his workstation.
Smith had only given the original body two days off, telling him to go home and rest properly.
But even with the time off, Smith still expected the original body to finish writing the relevant code at home.
What else could the miserable original body do? Just keep working overtime.
And the result?
He just fucking dropped dead! Literally worked himself to death.
How utterly miserable.
Because he had merged with all of the original body's memories and taken over his body, Zhou Cheng's empathy instantly reached its peak.
He heard Smith yelling again, and he was immediately furious.
"Have you finished writing the code? You better have good news."
"Otherwise, I'll definitely fire you, like a stray dog..."
Smith's voice continued from the phone.
"Fire, fire your damn ass! You old bastard!"
Zhou Cheng directly interrupted Smith, immediately launching into a string of curses.
Smith on the other end of the phone was instantly dumbfounded.
"Did you just... curse at me?"
"Do you know what you're doing? Are you out of your mind?!"
Even through the phone, Zhou Cheng could feel the other person's fury.
"That's right, I must have been out of my mind to put up with you for so long."
"You disgusting, pig-like white devil!"
"You wanted the code, right? I wrote it."
"I'll burn it for you when I visit your grave!"
"Bye bye!"
"Beep beep beep!"
After a satisfying rant, he decisively hung up and blocked the number.
Then, he swiftly logged into the work group and exposed all of Smith's dirty secrets.
He also sent the information to the big boss's email.
And then.
He deleted the group, quit the group, and blocked all contact information.
After a series of lightning-fast actions, Zhou Cheng finally felt relieved.
The previous him, you're welcome, I avenged you!
Of course.
After Zhou Cheng's actions, his job was one hundred percent gone.
But Zhou Cheng said it was no big deal, just a minor setback.
As a transmigrator with a cheat, it would be a disgrace to the entire community of transmigrators if I still had to work a miserable 9-to-5 job.
What?
Transmigrators also need to eat, and they also need to spend money?
Zhou Cheng stated that this was not a problem either.
After Tony Stark was kidnapped, he would sell his house and convert all the money into shares of Stark Industries.
Then, after Iron Man burst onto the scene, the stock of Stark Industries would skyrocket.
Wouldn't the money just come rolling in then?
It was a piece of cake.
Anyway, the previous owner's parents had died in a car accident five years ago. The old house completely belonged to Zhou Cheng.
He had the final say in everything.
Furthermore.
Zhou Cheng might even receive other rewards in the future, allowing him to obtain a large fortune.
There was really no need to worry.
The most important thing.
Was to write the diary well and improve his own strength; that was the ultimate path!
Thinking of this, Zhou Cheng was filled with energy once more.
After a simple wash and a quick breakfast, Zhou Cheng couldn't wait to open his notebook again.
He began to use his thoughts, writing furiously.
"People are in high spirits when they are happy, the ancients were right!"
"That idiot is probably still questioning his life, right?"
"I really want to see his expression in person."
"That would be amazing!"
"Sir!"
"The diary has updated again!"
Marbury Villa.
Jarvis, who had been monitoring the diary's activity, immediately alerted Tony Stark.
Tony Stark's heart immediately skipped a beat.
He stopped what he was doing, grabbed his notebook, and ran to the sofa to sit down.
He began to "examine" it carefully.
He glanced at it. Wow, it looked like Zhou Cheng was in a pretty good mood today.
He just didn't know what had happened to make him so happy.
[But if that's the case, I really have to rely on Stark!]
[Another day of hoping for Stark's kidnapping!]
[I've got the sunflower seeds, drinks, and beer ready. Just waiting!]
Tony Stark: "..."
This guy is seriously something else!
Does he have to wish for me to get kidnapped every single day?
I haven't even offended you!
And what the hell is "Shit-tark" supposed to be?
Such a disgusting nickname, how could that guy even come up with it?
It shouldn't be long now!
I saw the news yesterday, the military has decided to award this year's Apex Award to Shit-tark.
If I remember correctly, Stark stood Rhodes up at the award ceremony.
And then, not long after, he was kidnapped by the Ten Rings and taken to a cave to forge.
Could this be Stark's comeuppance for being so arrogant? Haha!
Tony Stark's expression immediately hardened.
He ignored Zhou Cheng's teasing, and wasn't surprised about standing Rhodes up.
That was indeed Tony Stark's style.
What Tony Stark was most concerned about now was another very important matter.
Was the day of his kidnapping approaching?
The military had already informed him that he would be awarded the Apex Award in fifteen days!
That meant he had just over half a month left?