Morning sunlight reflected off the sleek carbon-fiber body of Shen Moze's Jinhai GT.
He leaned back in the driver's seat, smirking. Not bad for a former taxi driver.
The system pinged softly in his mind:
"Host detected. Suggested public appearance: social influence + charm expansion. Recommended action: casual interaction with acquaintances. Outcome: points +50, reputation boost."
Shen Moze shrugged. Let's see how this goes.
His first stop: a trendy coffee shop in the city center.
The same place where classmates once mocked him for driving a taxi.
Now, they froze. Phones appeared. Whispers spread.
"Is… is that Moze?"
"The taxi driver?"
Shen Moze walked in calmly, sunglasses on, jacket hanging perfectly. His movements slow, deliberate. He didn't wave, didn't announce himself. He simply was there.
Inside, he spotted Li Wei, a young business consultant. She greeted him casually.
"Morning. Ready for our discussion on the logistics investment?"
"Always," he replied, keeping his tone light and confident.
Their conversation flowed naturally—witty remarks, occasional laughter. Nothing flashy, just effortless charm.
[System Note: Social interaction complete. Charm points +20, Reputation +30.]
Shen Moze finished the discussion, handed over a business card, and left without fanfare.
Outside, a few classmates whispered among themselves.
"The taxi driver… he has a villa and a sports car?"
"How did he even—?"
Shen Moze passed by, nodding politely, smirk in place, letting their shock linger.
This never gets old.
Later, his phone buzzed again:
"Daily sign-in complete. Reward: ¥50,000 deposited. Points +150. Optional trade suggestion: luxury watches resale."
He made the trade quickly, flipping a batch of luxury watches for profit, all while keeping his public appearance calm and casual.
By evening, he stopped at a small riverside café.
A young woman at the next table dropped her notebook. Shen Moze handed it back with a faint smile.
"Thanks," she said, flustered.
"No problem," he replied, perfectly relaxed. Charm points +10.
Across town, social media buzzed. Photos from the coffee shop had been posted. Comments and likes piled up. Among them, a few were from people who knew him in the past. Their expressions—texts, likes, and shares—spoke volumes.
No attention needed from him. Just the results.
Night fell. Shen Moze leaned back at Qinglong Manor, sipping coffee. City lights reflected off the river like liquid gold.
He reviewed the day:
Public appearance: smooth, classmates shocked
Trades executed: profit realized
Social interactions: effortless charm gained
Points: steadily increasing for future upgrades
Everything was proceeding exactly as he wanted.