After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

Staring at the words on the contract, Qiao Wenzhou felt dizzy.

What eye-catching words – package, support, cooperate, and share!

As long as he signs his name, he will completely become the other party's slave, allowing the other party to do whatever he wants!

He will completely lose his personality and even his dignity!

After signing, is he still himself?

No... not anymore...

There will no longer be Qiao Wenzhou in this world!

Only... Chen Xingzhu's playthings...

He will be firmly branded with Chen Xingzhu's mark, which will never be removed in his lifetime!

His life had just begun, why did he encounter such a thing?

The sticky darkness completely submerged his heart, and Qiao Wenzhou's breathing became disordered.

Just then, with a click, the door opened and a capable woman walked in.

In her hand was a brand new contract that had just been released.

She walked straight to Chen Xingzhu without looking around, "Mr. Chen."

Chen Xingzhu pointed to the coffee table and said, "Put it there, and then get out."

The woman nodded slightly, "Yes."

The white paper that had just been printed was still slightly hot. Qiao Wenzhou held the brand new white paper in his hand like a self-torture.

He didn't even dare to look up; he no longer had the courage.

He felt the third breath in the room, and he felt that he was completely exposed to the sun, his filth, his unbearableness, his depravity...

Everyone saw it!

It stung his soul like a slow torture.

It burned away the last bit of his dignity.

But unfortunately, he couldn't do anything.

After putting down the contract, the woman turned around and left, cleanly and neatly, without any delay throughout the process.

She didn't even look at Qiao Wenzhou.

[Wow!] Chen Xingzhu showed a pair of starry eyes, [Sister is so handsome!]

[Nonsense!] The system looked down upon his pettiness. [She is Chen Xingzhu's senior secretary, with an annual salary of three million. She is equivalent to an entire group of secretaries.]

[Three million!] Chen Xingzhu's eyes widened. [That's more than my lifetime salary!]

This time, it was the system that was surprised.

[How much did you earn per month before?]

Chen Xingzhu tugged at her little finger, "Can I not say it?"

If Chen Xingzhu doesn't say anything, the system will calculate it on its own.

[If you can work for 50 years, and your annual salary is 300 million, that's 6 yuan, so... 5 yuan a month.]

[It’s OK.] The system can’t understand, [For ordinary people, 5 yuan a month is already very good.]

However, Chen Xingzhu argued in a low voice: "No, not that much."

The system was genuinely curious, [How much is that?]

Chen Xingzhu hesitated and refused to say anything, even her cheeks turned red.

The Chen Xingzhu deep in his consciousness is not the domineering Chen Xingzhu in the plot, but his own weak teenage self.

She is fair and tender, looks like a bun, and looks easy to bully.

Perhaps it was too difficult to say, Baozi Chen Xingzhu's eyes were a little moist.

Seeing this, the system became even more curious, "How much is it? Is it so hot?"

Baozi Chen Xingzhu shrank his neck weakly, his voice as thin as a mosquito, [One... one thousand eight hundred...]

[How much?!] The system howled immediately, [One thousand and eighteen?!]

[If I remember correctly...] The system looked up and down at Chen Xingzhu's frail body, [When I found you, you were still sick?]

Chen Xingzhu lowered his eyes silently. Yes, so his wish... was a healthy body.

Deathly silence spread deep into the consciousness...

And the same is true in reality.

Holding the new keeping contract, Qiao Wenzhou still stubbornly refused to sign.

The man on the sofa was obviously very patient. He supported his forehead and stared at the boy leisurely.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be about to tear another piece of white paper, Chen Xingzhu said indifferently: "Go ahead and tear it, there are plenty of contracts."

This sentence seemed to remind the boy that if he tore up the contract again, he would have to experience the feeling of being tortured to death again.

As if he was holding a branding iron, Qiao Wenzhou suddenly let go.

Hualala—the contracts were scattered all over the floor.

Qiao Wenzhou's pupils suddenly shrank and he hurriedly picked up the white paper from the ground.

With his back bent and body hunched, the young man knelt on the ground, carefully picking up the scattered white papers.

His body was still trembling slightly.

He trembled... picking up things that proved his humiliation.

Looking at this scene, Chen Xingzhu curled his fingertips.

[System, I am really a beast.]

His voice was filled with sorrow.

The system also felt a little reluctant and let out a long sigh.

[This…this is not something we can control. You…just treat him as a paper man.]

Treat it as a paper man?

Chen Xingzhu looked at Qiao Wenzhou lying on the ground.

The boy had messy hair, a thin body, disordered breathing, and his eyes... were slightly red.

How can we easily treat such a vivid person as a paper man?

Chen Xingzhu recalled the plot information given by the system, which was about Qiao Wenzhou's legendary life.

In the future, Qiao Wenzhou will indeed grow into a powerful figure. Not only will he be a household name in the world, but he will also be a top tycoon who controls the domestic economic power.

But now, Qiao Wenzhou is just a thin teenager.

When he was at his most powerless, he was bullied by a perverted beast.

This is a stain on Qiao Wenzhou's life, and it is also what the system calls a mental training.

At the same time, it is also a task that Chen Xingzhu must complete for the sake of a healthy body.

When Qiao Wenzhou finally picked up all the white papers, he no longer dared to hold them tightly.

He placed the white paper gently on the coffee table, even slowing down his breathing.

Qiao Wenzhou's cautiousness made his thin figure look even thinner.

He looked...like he was really pitiful.

Chen Xingzhu felt more and more reluctant, and he began to doubt whether he could really complete such a task?

Just now, Qiao Wenzhou looked like he was about to break down just by asking his secretary to come in. Then, in the future, there will be so many, so many countless insults... What should he do...

As if sensing Chen Xingzhu's retreat, the system reminded him, "Chen Xingzhu, don't you want your wish to come true?"

No, of course he wanted it! That was his dream!

A healthy body without any disease!

Chen Xingzhu's breathing gradually became hotter. He wanted to get it in his dreams!

And now, the opportunity is right in front of you!

[It's very simple, Chen Xingzhu, you just need to ask Qiao Wenzhou to sign his name.]

Chen Xingzhu looked at the boy in front of him and asked without any emotion, "You still don't plan to sign?"

But Qiao Wenzhou's body suddenly shuddered.

After a pause, Chen Xingzhu slowed down his tone again.

"Well, I'll add more money."