Shad0w_Garden

Zhao Feng, a broke university dropout, spends years hopelessly chasing after his dream girl, the campus goddess Bai Xinyue, only to be humiliated and rejected. On the brink of despair, a mysterious app suddenly appears on his phone — The Simpverse System. With a jaw-dropping balance of 99 Trillion Simp Coins, Zhao Feng gains the ultimate power: the more he spends, the more rewards he reaps. Supercars, luxury mansions, rare collectibles — no expense is too great. As he splurges recklessly, he unlocks insane attributes, from superhuman charm to godlike business acumen.

But this game has no exit. Each coin spent tightens his fate — and every girl who once looked down on him now finds herself inexplicably drawn to his magnetic presence. Is it the money, or has Zhao Feng truly become irresistible?

Faced with temptation, jealousy, and unexpected love, Zhao Feng must decide: will he remain the ultimate simp, or rise as a self-made legend?

I Am the Billionaire King of Simpverse

Zhao Feng leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze locked on **Cheng Tianlong**. The air in the lavish office grew heavier, the weight of the chairman's offer lingering. A lesser man might have immediately accepted, dazzled by the allure of partnering with the Cheng Consortium. But Zhao Feng?

"Chairman Cheng," Zhao Feng began, his voice calm yet commanding. "It's a generous offer. But I didn't come here to accept without knowing exactly what I'm stepping into."

A flicker of amusement crossed Cheng Tianlong's eyes. The old man liked this. Confidence — no, dominance. Zhao Feng wasn't here to beg for scraps; he was here to negotiate as an equal.

[Choice Selected: Negotiate Better Terms.]

[Mission Objective Updated: Secure a Favorable Deal from the Cheng Consortium.]

The system buzzed, but Zhao Feng ignored it. He was already fully in control.

Cheng Tianlong chuckled, his voice low. "Bold. I expected no less. But tell me, Zhao Feng — what exactly do you want?"

Zhao Feng tapped his fingers lightly against the armrest. "Partnership implies mutual benefit. While the Cheng Consortium offers vast resources, I bring influence, visibility, and momentum. After all, the headlines are still buzzing about how I humiliated Luo Shao."

Cheng Xin, standing silently by the side, raised a brow. Even she couldn't deny the truth of his words. Luo Shao's public downfall had shifted the campus hierarchy, and Zhao Feng's name was now synonymous with power.

"And what would you propose?" Cheng Tianlong asked, his interest piqued.

Zhao Feng's smirk widened. "I'll accept the partnership, but with revised terms. First, I want a 20% equity stake in the next Cheng Consortium venture. Not as a silent investor — as an active stakeholder."

A murmur of disbelief escaped from Cheng Xin. Twenty percent? That was bold.

"Second," Zhao Feng continued, his voice steady, "I want access to the Cheng Consortium's elite social circle. Introduce me to the right people — people of real power. I plan to expand my influence, and I expect your full support."

"And lastly," Zhao Feng's eyes gleamed, "if I succeed in increasing the value of your new venture within six months, I want a permanent seat on your executive board."

The words hung in the air, the sheer audacity sending a ripple of tension through the room.

[Negotiation Progress: 80% — Final Response Pending.]

Cheng Tianlong's expression remained unreadable. The man had spent decades at the top, accustomed to dealing with billionaires and politicians. But Zhao Feng's confidence — that unwavering belief in his own power — had clearly caught him off guard.

Then, the chairman smiled. A slow, calculating smile.

"Zhao Feng," Cheng Tianlong said, his voice low, "you're either a genius or a fool."

"Perhaps both," Zhao Feng replied smoothly.

Cheng Tianlong leaned forward, clasping his hands together. "Very well. You have a deal. Twenty percent equity. Access to our elite network. And if you can increase the venture's value in six months, I'll personally ensure you have a permanent seat on the executive board."

[Mission Complete: Secure a Favorable Deal.]

[Reward: +20 Million Simp Coins, Business Influence +300, Negotiation Mastery Unlocked.]

[Current Simp Coins: 99 Trillion 136 Million]*

"Pleasure doing business with you," Zhao Feng said, extending his hand.

Cheng Tianlong's handshake was firm, his grin tinged with approval. "Let's see if you can back up that confidence, Zhao Feng. But something tells me… you will."

As Zhao Feng exited the tower, the cityscape stretched before him — a kingdom of wealth and power waiting to be conquered.

Chapter 13: The Negotiation