Yang Yang Yang

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

    "Yes." Luo Yangyang's slender fingers danced on the keyboard. Her eyes were fixed on the screen as she answered casually.


  Feng Sheng stood behind Luo Yangyang. He glanced at her and noticed that she was writing a script.


  "I'm thirsty. Get me a glass of water." Luo Yangyang was at the climax of her writing. Neither her brain nor her fingers wanted to stop, not even for a second.


  In the office, there were two people. Luo Yangyang's words were naturally similar to Feng Sheng's words. Her tone was especially normal, as if she was saying 'you're good'.


  Feng Sheng was stunned for a moment because he had never received such an order since he was young.


  He glanced at the empty cup on Luo Yangyang's table and then at her who was immersed in the script. Feng Sheng rubbed her head lovingly."Little thing, only you dare to order me around like this."


  Feng Sheng turned around and walked back to his desk.


At Night...