He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened, and Yang Jiulang walked out calmly. He straightened his collar slightly, glanced at the two women who were "immersed" in their phones, and said in a deep, resonant voice, "I'm going to work."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked out steadily.

The moment the door closed, Yang Jiulang jumped high, excitedly waving his fist and silently shouting, "Awesome! Damn, I'm awesome! I'm a real man!! From today onwards, I'm standing up!!! Great Vitality Kidney Dragon, Giant Cock!"

【Ding! 】

Zhou Wanqiu's favorability +30, currently at 20 points.

Holy crap, I scored 30 points in one go, I'm awesome.

Inside the house, there was no movement in the bedroom for a long time.

Hou Qinqin poked Lee Hyori with her toe: "Hey, my cousin, she's not going to get killed, is she?!"

Lee Hyori put down her phone, her face showing concern: "Go and take a look."

"I don't dare, let's go together," Hou Qinqin said.

The two got up, quietly walked over, peeked inside, and were both stunned.

Zhou Wanqiu was lying comfortably on the edge of the bed, her head buried in a pile of messy clothes, one leg propped up on the pillow, and the other dangling on the floor, completely still.

"Sister? Cousin, are you alright?" Hou Qinqin called out cautiously.

"Get out, get out of here!" Zhou Wanqiu shouted in a hoarse voice.

The two women exchanged a glance: "They're alive!"

......

Yang Jiulang stood in the middle of the square downstairs, looking up to bask in the morning light, feeling the cool breeze blowing from all directions, and savoring the exhilarating experience he had just had.

Inner beauty cannot be described in words.

"It's another beautiful day."

Yang Jiulang strolled over to the breakfast stall, ordered a large amount of steamed buns, soy milk, and eggs, and sat down to eat slowly.

Thinking of the three women in the room, he took out his phone and sent two 100-yuan red envelopes: "Today's meal expenses, including the one who broke into my bedroom."

The red envelope was accepted quickly.

Hou Qinqin replied: Thank you, honey, so sweet.

Lee Hyori replied: Congratulations on your return to your former glory, hyung.

Yang Jiulang's old face flushed slightly.

【Ding! 】

A sweet, coquettish voice rang out.

Good morning, host.

"Good morning!"

[Host has invested 200 yuan! Triggering a 20x return!]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a rebate of 4000 yuan!]

Mobile SMS notifications are synchronized.

[Bank XX: A deposit of 4000.00 yuan has been received into your bank card ending in 8866. Current balance: 66370.00 yuan.]

Yang Jiulang was stunned. Twenty times?

[Yes, the system detected that Hou Qinqin and Li Xiaoli's favorability score is both 65 points, breaking through the key 60-point threshold, and the rebate multiplier has increased to 20.]

Yang Jiulang grinned: "Excellent, excellent, very good."

He suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but ask, "System, are you sure you're a human-machine interface?"

【Sure.】

"No, that's not right," Yang Jiulang frowned and said, "When you rewarded me with full force after I was beaten up in the grove the day before yesterday, your speech was noticeably faster."

【...】

"Isn't that right?"

Humans and machines aren't stupid; of course they know what's important and what's urgent!

Yang Jiulang thought for a moment. "This system can even infiltrate my body, it's normal for it to have some emotions," he thought, and nodded. "So, it comes down to the same question: Do you have a name? What's your name?"

silence.

"I know you can hear me," Yang Jiulang added.

The machine only has a serial number, not a name.

Yang Jiulang nodded: "May I give you a name?"

【OK!】

Yang Jiulang thought of Shao Ting, and his heart ached. He said softly, "How about calling her Tingting?"

silence.

"Feed? Feed, feed, feed?"

silence......

Yang Jiulang walked into the construction site gate with a cigarette in his mouth.

The construction site was filled with the roar of machinery, and the pile drivers pounded the ground with a loud clang, making the soles of my feet go numb.

Yang Jiulang rubbed his arms. The aftereffects of his "battle" with his older cousin were still there. His back was a little sore and his legs were a little weak, but he felt surprisingly energetic.

The system reward, 【Great Powerful Kidney Dragon】, is truly top-notch.

As he savored the memory, he suddenly noticed a group of people gathered outside the client's office.

"Damn it, cancel the ticket, or nobody's leaving today!"

"The unscrupulous client issues tickets without warning."

Yang Jiulang took a closer look and saw six or seven rough, burly men in filthy work clothes, their safety helmets lying on the ground, their faces red and necks thick, blocking the office entrance completely.

The leader was a dark-skinned, thin middle-aged man with his trousers rolled up to his knees. His lean legs were covered with blue veins, making him look disgusting.

He had the loudest voice: "Get that Japanese woman with the English name out here! If she doesn't explain herself clearly today, I'll smash this damn office to pieces!"

Yang Jiulang recognized that these were members of the pile foundation team, which was obviously related to the fine issued to Hu Weimin for delaying the construction period on the previous occasion.

Yang Jiulang looked around and, not seeing Hu Weimin, understood.

This is a common tactic used by construction companies: the leaders stay out of the way and let the workers cause trouble.

Yang Jiulang squeezed into the crowd and sat down at his workstation. Through the glass door, he saw Even standing in the office making a phone call.

She was wearing a black suit jacket over a white shirt, her short hair neatly tucked behind her ears, her red lips tightly pressed together, and her face ashen.

No one answered the phone, and Even angrily slammed it down on the table.

Yang Jiulang chuckled inwardly, thinking, "It would be strange if I answered your call at this hour."

Even stood in her seat, glanced at the two thin security guards at the door, bit her lip, and remained silent.

Outside the door, the wiry man roared again, "Playing dead, huh? Brothers, charge in!"

The guys on the construction site never shy away from making things worse.

With a "crash," the door was kicked open, the security guards were pushed to a corner, and seven or eight smelly people rushed into Even's clean office.

Yang Jiulang shrank his neck.

This is none of his business. He works at the design institute; he's already grateful if the blueprints are fine. Construction troubles have absolutely nothing to do with him. Besides, that female devil Even is always cursing and insulting him.

Through the glass, he saw Even surrounded in the middle.

Two burly, sweaty men were pressed against her, one of them poking her shoulder: "What the hell are you pretending for? Weren't you so tough when you were issuing tickets?"

Even took a step back, her high heels hitting the table leg, and she almost fell over.

Her eyes reddened, but she still forced herself to speak: "You...you mustn't do anything rash, this is a construction site."

"So what if it's a construction site? We work on construction sites, you Taiwanese woman, trying to cause trouble on the mainland, huh?"

Yang Jiulang frowned.

He saw Even's hands trembling and his lips shaking, but he still gritted his teeth, straightened his neck, and raised his chin.

At this moment, the once arrogant female demon was utterly helpless.

Women, oh women.

Yang Jiulang possesses unparalleled martial arts skills with his "Full Power Unleashed" and an invincible "Great Power Kidney Dragon" internally. With tens of thousands of yuan in rebates lying in his bank account, his back has become erect without him even realizing it.

Seeing a woman (especially a pretty one) being bullied, the masculine spirit hidden deep within that weakling—the courage to stand up for what's right—slowly surfaced.

Yang Jiulang turned on his phone to record, pointed it at Even's office, adjusted the angle, and started recording.

Then he stood up, straightened his hunched back, and muttered "Damn" to encourage himself.

I pushed through the crowd and went inside.