Ding-a-ling!"
"Ding-a-ling!"
The next day.
Zhou Cheng, who was in a deep sleep, was woken up by a series of urgent phone rings.
"Who is it, this early in the morning!"
"Are you going to let people sleep or not!"
People are always annoyed when woken from a sound sleep.
Zhou Cheng subconsciously answered the phone, his tone a bit impatient.
"Yellow-skinned monkey, I think your wings have hardened, haven't they?"
"How dare you speak to me in that tone?"
"Do you still want to work here!"
A string of angry shouts immediately came from the receiver, almost blowing the roof off.
This voice, why does it sound so familiar?
Zhou Cheng's sleepiness vanished instantly.
He picked up his phone and looked; sure enough.
The Remark on the communication interface directly caught his eye: SB.
Idiot?
This, isn't this exactly the idiot boss of the original body?
Memories from the original body surged into Zhou Cheng's mind, making him furious.
As is well known, racial discrimination is very serious in America.
Especially Asians, who sometimes have an even lower status than Black people.
On the surface, the original body worked at a very respectable software company.
It looked glamorous and gave him a lot of face when he talked about it.
But in reality, it was all superficial.
In the company, the original body's status was truly worse than a dog's.
The constant discrimination and unfair treatment were commonplace, not to mention.
Just his boss, Smith, was enough to make one suffocate.
Zhou Cheng sorted through the original body's memories; that old man simply didn't treat the original body as a human.
He would order him around at every turn, never showing a hint of a good attitude.
All the hardest and most tiring work was given to the original body, and he even had to help the protagonist complete his own job.
Just four days ago.
The original body had been working overtime, coding for two consecutive nights, to clean up Smith's mess.
He literally fainted at his workstation.
Only then did Smith give the original body two days off, telling him to go home and rest properly.
But even with the promised rest, Smith still demanded that the original body finish the corresponding code at home.
What else could the miserable original body do?
Continue working overtime, of course.
As a result.
He literally died suddenly!
He was worked to death.
How miserable.
Because he had integrated all of the original body's memories and occupied his body, Zhou Cheng's empathy instantly peaked.
When he heard Smith shouting orders again, he immediately became enraged.
"Is the code written? You'd better give me good news."
"Otherwise, I'll definitely fire you, like a stray dog…"
Smith's voice continued to come from the receiver.
"Fire, fire your MB! Old SB!"
Zhou Cheng directly interrupted Smith, greeting him with a string of curses.
Smith on the other end of the line was instantly dumbfounded.
"You just, cursed me?"
"Do you know what you're doing? Did your brain get Water in it!"
Even through the receiver, Zhou Cheng could feel the other party's fury.
"Yes, my brain got Water in it to tolerate you for so long."
"You disgusting White ghost, like a pig!"
"You wanted the code, right? I've written it."
"I'll burn it for you when I go to your grave, haha!"
"Bye-bye, you!"
"Beep, beep, beep!"
After a satisfying string of curses, he decisively hung up and blocked him in one go.
Then he quickly logged into the work group and exposed all of Smith's dirt.
He also sent it to the big boss's email.
And then.
He deleted the group, left the group, and blocked all contact methods.
After a series of fierce operations, Zhou Cheng finally felt relieved.
Original body, no need to thank me, I got revenge for you!
Of course.
After Zhou Cheng's actions, his job was 100% gone.
But Zhou Cheng said that was no big deal, just a breeze.
As a transmigrator with a big cheat, it would be too embarrassing for a transmigrator to still be a miserable wage slave, wouldn't it?
What?
Transmigrators also need to eat and spend money?
Zhou Cheng stated that this was also not a problem.
Once Tony Stark is kidnapped, he'll sell the house and convert all of it into Stark Industries stock.
Then, when Iron Man makes his debut and Stark Industries stock soars, he'll just flip it.
Won't the money just come in?
These are all minor things.
Anyway, the original body's parents died in a car accident five years ago, and the old house completely became Zhou Cheng's alone.
Everything was up to him.
What's more.
Perhaps in the future, Zhou Cheng might receive other rewards that would allow him to acquire a large fortune.
There's really no need to worry.
The most crucial thing.
Is to write the diary well and improve his strength; that is the true path!
Thinking of this, Zhou Cheng was once again full of vigor.
After a simple wash-up and a quick breakfast, Zhou Cheng eagerly opened his notebook again.
He began to write furiously with his mind, swish, swish, swish.
[Good things make one feel refreshed, the ancients truly did not deceive me!]
[That idiot is probably still doubting his life now, isn't he?]
[I really want to see his expression in person.]
[That would be truly spectacular!]
"Sir!"
"The diary has been updated again!"
Marbury Villa.
Jarvis, who had been monitoring the diary's movements, immediately began to alert Tony Stark.
Tony Stark's heart immediately stirred.
He immediately stopped what he was doing, picked up the diary, and went to sit on the sofa.
He began to "observe" it carefully.
He glanced at it, oh, it seems Zhou Cheng is in a pretty good mood today.
He just doesn't know what happy event occurred.
[But if that's the case, then I really have to rely on Shi Da Ke!]
[Another day of hoping Shi Da Ke gets kidnapped!]
[Sunflower seeds, drinks, and beer are all ready, just waiting!]
Tony Stark: "…"
This guy is poisonous!
Does he have to hope I get kidnapped every day like this?
I haven't offended you!
Also, what the hell is Shi Da Ke again!
Such a foul nickname, I can't believe that guy could come up with it.
[It should be soon, right!]
[I saw in the news yesterday that the Military has decided to award this year's Extremis Prize to Shi Da Ke.]
[If I remember correctly, Shi Da Ke stood up Rhodes at the awards ceremony.]
[And then, it seems not long after, he was dragged into a cave by the Ten Rings Gang to forge iron.]
[This couldn't be Shi Da Ke's comeuppance for being arrogant, right? Haha!]
Tony Stark's expression immediately hardened.
He ignored Zhou Cheng's taunts about him, and he wasn't surprised about standing up Rhodes or anything like that.
That was indeed his, Tony Stark's, style of doing things.
What Tony Stark was most concerned about now was another very important matter.
Had the day of his kidnapping already approached?
The Military had already informed him that they would present him with the award in fifteen days!
In other words, he still had more than half a month?