All is ready, only the east wind is lacking!"
"Next, I'll just wait for the good news of Shi Da Ke being kidnapped!"
After handling the sale of his apartment, Zhou Cheng's mood improved by a good three points.
This investment could be said to be incredibly massive, as he had bet his entire net worth on it.
But it couldn't stop this from being a sure-win deal!
To shake off his loser status and become a rich man—well, becoming a rich man might be thinking a bit too much.
But at least achieving financial freedom was no problem.
For Zhou Cheng, this was an enormous step forward.
At the very least, for a long time, he could comfortably enjoy life without having to toil and run around for a few measly coins.
"Let's tidy up the room!"
After returning home, Zhou Cheng didn't idle.
Instead, he began cleaning and organizing his "otaku room."
What a room where an otaku lives alone for a long time looks like, those who know, know.
It really needed a good tidying up.
What's more, the real estate agent had already told Zhou Cheng that he would bring a client to view the apartment in the afternoon.
Since the agent was so efficient, Zhou Cheng naturally had to be attentive, right?
And so.
For the next two hours, Zhou Cheng experienced what it felt like to be a housekeeper.
Although he ended up a bit dusty and disheveled.
But looking at the refreshed environment, Zhou Cheng's mood was still very good.
After a quick shower and change of clothes, Zhou Cheng comfortably leaned back on the sofa and started watching TV.
Waiting for the first client to arrive.
Knock, knock, knock!
He had just watched one and a half episodes of a U.S. drama when there was a knock at the door.
"Coming!"
Zhou Cheng's spirits lifted slightly, he clapped off the TV, and quickly shuffled in his slippers to open the door.
However, the face that appeared outside the door made Zhou Cheng slightly stunned.
The person was not his real estate agent, but another familiar face.
Xiao Jian Jian, Wade Wilson.
???
Why is it you again!
What are you doing here again!
"Why such an expression?"
"Are you so happy to see me that you forgot to say 'come in'?"
"But it's okay, I forgive you."
Wade Wilson truly didn't bother with formalities with Zhou Cheng.
He made a few self-justifying remarks, then tilted his body and slipped into the house.
"Wow, completely new."
Wade Wilson also noticed the changes in the room and exclaimed repeatedly, "I'm really not used to this; this shouldn't be the room of a single male living alone."
"If you have something to say, say it. If you have a fart to release, release it."
Zhou Cheng was too lazy to entertain Wade Wilson; he sat down on the sofa by himself and casually said to the other party.
"I just sweated for you, and this is how you repay me?"
"Buddy, this is truly cold and heartless."
Wade Wilson started chattering again.
After a long rambling, he finally pulled out a camera and brought it in front of Zhou Cheng.
He pressed a few buttons on it.
An old man, stripped naked, with his hands and feet bound, and bruises all over his body, immediately appeared in Zhou Cheng's sight.
It was none other than his predecessor's idiotic boss, Smith.
At this moment, Smith no longer had his former high-spirited appearance; he looked incredibly pathetic.
Zhou Cheng couldn't help but shake his head and click his tongue: "This is truly miserable."
"Actually… this is nothing at all."
"I'm sorry, but your request, among all the commissions I've taken, isn't the most perverted."
"It's not even moderately perverted, no, it's not even perverted. This is simply an insult to perversion."
"Last week, I took on a high school student, to be precise, a high school girl, quite pretty, quite well-developed, like that celebrity… what's her name…"
"Never mind, her commission was truly perverted…"
Wade Wilson then began enthusiastically recounting his exploits to Zhou Cheng.
"Alright, Wade, I'm not interested in your glorious history."
Zhou Cheng waved his hand, interrupting the other party, "In short, you completed the commission for the old lady next door, and I'm sure she's very satisfied."
"Is that so, just like that?"
"You just said the old lady next door is very satisfied, and then, there's nothing more?"
Wade Wilson spread his hands and stared intently at Zhou Cheng with wide eyes.
"Otherwise?"
"Do you want me to thank you on behalf of the old lady next door?"
"Alright, thank you, Wade, is that enough?"
Zhou Cheng raised an eyebrow at him.
"Just a thank you?"
"You're not waiting for the old lady next door to pay you, are you?"
Zhou Cheng looked calm, not even blinking, "Sorry, the old lady next door fell to her death when she went downstairs a while ago."
"You just said the old lady would definitely be very satisfied."
"Yes, she will, if she knows in the afterlife."
Wade Wilson: "…"
Damn it, can he be even more shameless?
In terms of shamelessness, I, Xiao Jian Jian, declare you the strongest.
"Thank you for the old lady next door's affirmation!"
"This is truly touching."
Wade Wilson shook his head and shrugged, seemingly having completely given up on the unrealistic fantasy of a commission.
"I'm leaving, you cold-hearted guy!"
Waving at Zhou Cheng, Wade Wilson stood up, intending to leave.
"Wait a moment!"
But suddenly, Wade Wilson seemed to recall something important.
He began to scrutinize Zhou Cheng from head to toe, very carefully.
"Alike, too alike!"
"This is truly great!"
As he observed, Wade Wilson's eyes glittered with excitement.
Making Zhou Cheng feel a chill down his spine.
What on earth is this scoundrel doing?
"What kind of look is that?"
"Take it back immediately, don't force me to act!"
Zhou Cheng immediately sternly warned Wade Wilson.
"Zhou, I have an opportunity to make a lot of money. Interested in taking a shot?"
Wade Wilson suddenly spoke mysteriously.
"Stop, hold it, no!"
"I don't believe someone as despicable as you can come up with anything good."
Zhou Cheng refused Wade Wilson without even thinking, directly and bluntly.
Whatever scheme this scoundrel was up to, Zhou Cheng had no intention of participating.
"I don't believe anyone would turn down money."
Wade Wilson was brimming with confidence.
He didn't bother with politeness; after looking around Zhou Cheng's room for a while, he directly opened Zhou Cheng's laptop.
His hands clattered as he operated it.
"Oh, come on, stop with this useless stuff."
"I can't agree, no matter what…"
Zhou Cheng's words stopped abruptly halfway through.
Because as Wade Wilson operated, several pictures appeared on the screen.
Zhou Cheng took one look and was immediately stunned.
They were clearly photos of himself!
To be more precise, they were photos of him wearing a mask and fighting criminals in Hell's Kitchen.
Damn it, why would this appear online?
And why would Xiao Jian Jian think it could make a lot of money?
Zhou Cheng was utterly confused.
"Who is this person?"
Zhou Cheng suppressed his curiosity and asked Wade Wilson.
"That's the key, no one knows who he is."
"But on the streets, they call him 'Satan,' Satan, isn't that too exaggerated?"
Wade Wilson began to rapidly introduce him to Zhou Cheng.
Thanks to 08a for the multiple tips.