Eight years have passed, he's still going strong, but his girlfriend is having a mental breakdo

Bedroom in Yunqi Villa No. 7.

"It's okay, it's okay. You're much better than before."

Li Zimeng spoke gently, comforting Zhao Hongan.

This cautious and considerate demeanor reminded Zhao Hongan of that damned little video he had watched years ago.

An incompetent husband.

A considerate wife.

However, Li Zimeng's words were not entirely comforting.

Zhao Hong'an is indeed much better than before.

His stamina improved to 4 points, and he was full of confidence.

After Wang Jianjun and his daughter left, he couldn't wait to spar with Li Zimeng.

From the living room sofa to the bedroom...

Then there is no more then.

Most men are simply no match for women.

Those who brag in the comments section don't count.

According to the system prompt, Zhao Hongan's current strength is 4.

The normal level for an average adult male is 5.

Zhao Hong'an is a quarter weaker than an average adult male.

And Li Zimeng.

The Zunjie S800 has passed its break-in period, and the new machine is ready to use; it's durable.

How could Zhao Hong'an possibly be a match for him?

It's perfectly normal to get thwarted.

Zhao Hongan had nothing to say and accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.

But he knew he wouldn't keep losing forever.

"My strength points were 2 before, and I almost got eliminated by Mengmeng several times."

"My current strength rating is 4. Although I'm no match for Mengmeng, I can hold my own."

"Watch me keep adding points, add points to 6... No, I need to add at least 8, or even 10, so that Mengmeng will kneel down and sing 'Conquer'."

Zhao Hongan made a decision in his heart.

He looked forward to that day.

After comforting Zhao Hongan, Li Zimeng took a shower and went to cook.

Zhao Hongan lay on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and only then did he have time to open the system interface and claim the task transaction reward.

This was the task transaction reward given by the system when Li Zimeng's favorability reached 99 points at the entrance of the villa area.

[Task loading...]

Men are all loyal; no matter how old they are, their favorite is always an 18-year-old girl. Complete the following tasks to win the favor of three 18-year-old girls.

[Task loading...]

My name is Wenwen. My two sisters, Hanhan and Duoduo, and I are planning to try our luck in Jiangcheng. Hanhan spent the whole night socializing with that guy born in the 00s, and only managed to get three train tickets.

We're on the train now, and the cheapest bottle of water here costs six yuan... Which bastard allows them to sell it like that? They might as well just rob us!

I'm dying of thirst, my lips are so dry. Is there any kind soul who would transfer six yuan to me so I can buy a bottle of water?

00 years?

Old Deng?

How are these two words combined?

Three eighteen-year-old girls...

These are three spirited young women.

For just six yuan, you can win the favor of three adorable young women?

Zhao Hong'an didn't think that spending a few dollars would allow him to have anything happen with three young women.

In fact, many young women who criticize Deng Xiaoping are actually targeting those born in the mid-95s or even the 00s.

Many of them only take the bait, but don't bite the hook.

Of course, if you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet.

If you take too much bait, you're bound to get eaten by others.

A train ticket, delivered across cities and thousands of miles.

Or perhaps it's eating a bowl of spicy hot pot with your boyfriend and suffering thirteen times in one night...

These are basically the things that these young women with a penchant for being involved in, or the things that have been done to them.

"It's only six yuan. Give it to her."

[The host's willingness to lend has been detected, and there is sufficient cash in the bank account. Six yuan will now be deducted to complete the transaction...]

Cash deduction complete. Transaction complete.

[Transaction complete. You have gained the favor of Wenwen, Hanhan, and Duoduo.]

A screen appeared on the system panel.

Inside a train carriage, three girls were sitting slumped over.

All three were wearing crop tops and denim shorts, and their wrists, ankles, necks, and ears were adorned with all sorts of gaudy trinkets that looked like they came from Yiwu.

Two of them had dyed hair.

Their styling... to be honest, Zhao Hongan couldn't quite accept it.

Even without much makeup, they all have fair and rosy skin.

That young lady is so youthful and energetic.

The three of them were busy scrolling through their phones, occasionally shoving the screens close to their companions, huddling together to share and comment on something, laughing and joking.

One of the girls, whose long hair was dyed purple, got up and went to the restroom. When she came back, she was holding a bottle of water and looked pleasantly surprised.

"Holy crap! Wenwen, you bought water? It's six yuan a bottle! Where did you get the money?"

"Quick, quick! Let me have a sip first, I'm dying of thirst here."

The two girls put down their phones, busied themselves taking the water, one gulping down a couple of mouthfuls before passing it to the other.

They drank the most ordinary and cheapest bottle of water with great relish, clearly enjoying it immensely.

"I don't have any money! The little money I have in my WeChat account, I spent it all on a jianbing (Chinese crepe) this morning, didn't I?"

"Who told you to add three eggs?"

"I just ate a lot in the morning so I wouldn't have to eat lunch on the train, right? Food on the train is so expensive... Okay, okay, let's talk about the water. I saw an old man getting water at the hot water dispenser, and I told him I was thirsty and asked if he had any paper cups. He gave me six yuan so I could buy a bottle of water. I really met a kind person."

Wow. That old man is so generous!

"The old man gets welfare, so he's willing to spend money. Wenwen, is that old man planning to throw a pot of poison at you?"

"He's dreaming. Do you think I'm that stupid? You think I'd throw up over a bottle of water? I'd be the one throwing up."

The three girls were laughing and joking.

The video ends here.

Zhao Hongan pinched his chin.

These three girls don't look like good people.

Her clothes, her hair, and all those cheap accessories...

It immediately evokes images of the Matrix.

But as long as it passes Brother Tongzi's rigorous selection, it should be fine...

Forget it.

Zhao Hong'an decided to stop thinking about it for the time being.

Six yuan, I'll just consider it a waste.

Anyway, he has over 10 billion, he can never spend it all.

After eating Mengmeng's food, I spent another day with Mengmeng.

"Sir, I have to go to the company tomorrow, and I might not be back by noon."

Mengmeng was also a little tired.

No wonder the ancients said, "One should be vigorous even in old age."

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Grandpa Zhao was getting stronger and stronger.

She used to be very careful, afraid that she might accidentally send the old man away.

But today, the old man was full of energy, and under her coercion, he could only be said to have lost slightly.

"It's okay, don't worry about me, you go about your business."

Zhao Hongan cannot hang himself on Mengmeng, this crooked tree.

Mengmeng's affection level towards him has reached 99 points.

That's all that's left...

He tried his best today, brushing and brushing... but still couldn't get it to work.

It seems I can only leave it to fate.

Zhao Hongan was very puzzled. Mengmeng's favorability towards him was not 100 points. What was the reason for this shortcoming?

These past few days, I've been shopping with Mengmeng and dropping her off a lot, but Mengmeng seems to be getting tired of me, and her affection level isn't moving much.

When I saw him chatting and laughing with Wang Jianjun, my favorability rating only increased by one point, reaching 99 points.

That's CEO Wang from Yunding.

It only went up a little bit...

I don't know how to get from 99 to 100.

The next day, Zhao Hongan slept until he naturally woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a note on the bedside table.

It was written by Mengmeng, reminding him that breakfast was ready and could be eaten after heating it up.

Zhao Hongan was very satisfied.

I got up, washed up, ate breakfast, dawdled for a while, and it was almost lunchtime.

As you get older, you can make do with anything, except food.

It's impossible to do it yourself.

Zhao Hongan was about to go out for a bite to eat.

"It's inconvenient for me to order food by myself, so let's order some 'Xiao Shi' instead."

Zhao Hongan took out his phone and dialed Cheng Xiaoshi's number.

"Uncle Zhao, what's the matter?" Cheng Xiaoshi's voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding slightly guilty.

"Xiao Shi, you haven't done anything wrong, have you? Why do you sound a little guilty?"

"No way. How could I possibly be sorry to you, sir?" Cheng Xiaoshi's heart skipped a beat.

"That's best. Come out and have a meal with the old man. I'll send you the address later. You can just take a taxi there."

"Okay, sir."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Hongan muttered to himself, "That kid Cheng Xiaoshi is definitely hiding something from me."

This child can't lie; when he does, his tone sounds unnatural.

I'll have to ask about it later.

Zhao Hong'an was craving matsutake mushroom rice at the West Lake State Guesthouse.

He picked up the phone and dialed Wen Ning's number.

"Xiao Ning, could you help me reserve a table at the West Lake State Guesthouse?"

"Okay, Mr. Zhao. How many of you are there?"

"I'll just have a casual meal."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao."

Wen Ning agreed.

A moment later, he called back.

"Mr. Zhao, is the Jade Hall in the Ziwei Hall that I booked for you alright?"