My system automatically adds money

You can search for "My System Automatically Add Money to Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Zhang Fan took the ten thousand yuan in his hand, although its weight was not heavy, it made him feel inexplicably at ease.

In this era when everything is aligned with money, this may be the unique charm of money.

It's just that Zhang Fan probably counted the stack of money again, lying on the bed with his head up, staring straight at the money held above his head.

When he looked intently for a while, he felt that it was nothing more than that.

It's not that Zhang Fan doesn't like money and has no interest in money.

It's not that Zhang Fan's eyes were bad, and he couldn't tell whether it was money or paper.

After all, it was only when he thought that he would not need to do anything in the future, and that he would automatically get such piles of money every day.

Suddenly feel that the future life is a bit boring.

"This is the boring and boring life of the rich?" Zhang Fan thought in his heart.

Then he shook his head again."No, rich people have to beware of being scammed by friends with wine and meat, worrying that they will go bankrupt one day."

And he has no worries in this regard, he hasn't seen the protagonist in God Haowen going bankrupt.

Zhang Fan only needs to spend every day happily, and the money will arrive in his hands quietly.

"This is boring." Zhang Fan couldn't help but sighed.

If earning money is a person's lifelong goal, then Zhang Fan feels that he is now standing at the end.

Being the richest man is too ostentatious, so it’s not bad to make a fortune with a dull voice.

No, it's lying to make a fortune.

Muffled and suffocated carefully, and I don't have to do anything, I just need to comfortably lie on the bed to get money again.

But not to mention, this Shenhao system is pretty good.

No breathing, no running.

Although there is no lottery, there is no task to work hard to complete.

Even the system mall is rudimentary. There are no women’s clothing or sports cars, only an oral liquid like health care products.

Why is it like here?

It is because Zhang Fan feels that although the Life No.1 produced by the system is expensive, its curative effect should be genuine.

It is not comparable to the expensive glucose and protein.

Zhang Fan calculated it silently in his heart, and after about twelve days he would be able to take a look at this one million worth of things.

"Bai Xue is pretty stupid, let her fix her brain first! Then she will make up for her parents."

Zhang Fan made a decision inadvertently.

Why is Bai Xue, his former girlfriend of first love, ranked ahead of the parents who gave birth to him?

Zhang Fan has the answer in his heart, and he thinks this is the best order.

After hiding the money under the pillow, Zhang Fan put on slippers and went to the living room.

Father Zhang Youwei is watching The Evening News again, and mother Lu Jing is sitting at the table with a stack of homework books on the table.

After seeing Zhang Fan coming out, he stopped to correct his homework, raised his head and asked, "Is the homework finished?"

"Yeah." Zhang Fan lied without changing his face.

Zhang Youwei glanced at his son, and originally wanted to say, "Who are you fooling? You came back empty-handed today, with no schoolbags on your back. No, you still have a girl's umbrella in your hand."

It just got in touch with his wife's temperament and gave up after a cough.

Zhang Youwei finally saw that the relationship between his son and his wife was easing, and he didn't want to be counterproductive.

"It's only the second grade now. It's okay not to do homework for a day."

Zhang You has been a civil servant for a long time, so he can use the psychology of procrastination to bring himself along.

Zhang Fan looked at his parents and asked softly, "Dad, Mom, how will you live when you have money?"

Zhang Youwei glanced at Zhang Fan for a while, and said with an aura: "Don't think about these, I still wanted to transform the motherland."

Zhang Youwei, who had just graduated and passed the examination for civil servants, was also an ideal young man who dared to reprimand Fang Qiu for guidance.

Instead of sitting in the office like this, going to work is going to get off work, the old fritters who try to get mixed up.

Lu Jing thought for a while, smiled at Zhang Fan and shook her head."Let's become a teacher! I have been teaching for more than ten years and I am used to it."

After a pause, he said, "If our family is really rich, we must save it, and you can use it to marry a wife in the future. Girls now have to have a car and a house before they are willing to marry, and the bride price will be a lot. "

Lu Jing said with emotion in the last sentence.

She was in free love with Zhang Fan's father at the time, and there was no bride price.

You like me, I like you.

Then the two parents have a few meals together, and the matter is settled.

Zhang Youwei's dowry was a gold-plated ring and a pair of silver earrings, and Lu Jing's dowry was nine cotton quilts.

Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate and ask relatives, friends and neighbors around you to have a drink, and the marriage is over.

There are these fancy programs now.

At Lu Jing School, a male teacher fell out with his girlfriend because of the house and the bride price, and the mother-in-law dragged her daughter into a stream of people.

"A good person, now class is gone, and I spend my whole day drinking in the teachers' dormitory." www.100xs.cc

It is precisely because of this incident that Lu Jing has this emotion. She doesn't want her son to do the same in the future.

Zhang Fan smiled awkwardly when he heard what his mother said."Mom, I'm only in the second grade, you are thinking about this."

Zhang Youwei looked at Zhang Fan's smile, glared at him, and his voice became louder."Do you still know that you are only in the second year? Don't think about those that don't. The last word is to study hard and enter a good high school."

"Yes, I promise to be admitted to a good high school." Zhang Fan pretended to stand at attention and gave Zhang Youwei a military salute.

Lu Jing looked at her son's weirdness, patted Zhang Fan's ass, and said with annoyance: "They are all this big, and they are as naughty as they were when they were young. Go to bed as soon as possible, and have class tomorrow."

"Got it." Zhang Fan poured a cup of warm water in a disposable cup and drank it before returning to his bedroom.

After seeing her son's back disappear from her sight, Lu Jing smiled, and said to Zhang Youwei: "Fan'er is not young anymore, so he should consider his future marriage."

Zhang Youwei nodded."Yes."

He reignited another cigarette, took a hard breath, and exhaled the blue smoke."I have time to walk around with the director, and try to get a place in the house. Then we can rent it out or sell it for money."

"You can handle this kind of thing yourself! Don't spend wronged money."

Lu Jing finished correcting the homework again.

She is a more serious person, and the students have to personally correct one by one in their homework.

It is also because of this that even if she teaches elementary school, she is actually very tired.

But because of this, the parents of the students would take the initiative to greet her when they met her on the road, and yelled cordially."Ms. Lu."

There is a mirror in one's heart, which can reflect oneself and others.

Lu Jing lost her personal rest time and gained the respect from the hearts of the parents of the students.

Who can say clearly about the gains and losses?

Zhang Fan is also thinking about gains and losses in his heart, thinking over and over again whether he wants to change his parents' lives?

In the end, he lay on the bed in a big letter. After thinking about it, he decided to maintain the status quo.

Now that the reality has satisfied yourself, don't break it easily.

Good intentions sometimes do bad things, and money can be poison.

Zhang Fan stretched his hand under the pillow, touched the stack of ten thousand yuan, breathed out, got up and put it in a schoolbag.

He has more than one schoolbag.

I'm afraid that sometimes I forget to carry my schoolbag when I go home, and when I go out in the morning, I carry an empty schoolbag to deal with my mother.

After putting the schoolbag away, Zhang Fan lay on the bed again.

I wanted to play with the mobile phone for a while, but the mobile phone was too old, and he couldn't adapt to the simple mobile phone for the smart phone.

Looking at the rough screen and the app, I threw it on the head of the bed at random without noticing the penguin message on it.

Bai Xue hugged a shark doll on the bed, and kept staring at the phone screen for the penguin icon to flash until her legs became sore, and she did not wait for Zhang Fan's reply.

"Stinky Zhang Fan, I am going to curse you for having a nightmare tonight."

After hearing her mother whispering to her father why he didn't come back so late, Shirayuki used the quilt to cover her ears and began to sleep.

Her name is Baixue, but she is not a princess.

Bai Xue's father gave Bai Xue this name, and gradually forgot why he gave his daughter this name.

Snow White is a fairy tale for Bai Shengchun, as if he once thought he would be a good father and husband.

After all, beautiful fairy tales cannot withstand the temptation of reality, and Bai Shengchun admits that his willpower is not strong enough.

Unlike Bai Shengchun, Zhang Fan believed that his willpower was strong enough, but he still lost.

He didn't have a nightmare, instead he had a wonderful dream.

He had only seen Jiang Lanqing, and he had imagined everything about Jiang Lanqing in his dream.

Her body and actions.

This is the imagination of men!

If there is a lack of material, replace it with the material in memory.

Zhang Fan pressed the light switch and pressed his head with his hand. He was speechless.

"That's OK? There is actually a bus plot."

After shaking his head vigorously, Zhang Fan threw his underwear into the trash can and went to take a quiet bath again.

Then he got dressed and threw the garbage bag into the trash can in the stairwell, destroying the body.

"Sure enough, I became an adolescent boy."

A cold wind blew, Zhang Fan shuddered, and gently closed the security door on his tiptoes.

The sound of cock rang in his ears.

Some residents on the top floors of Guangming City will grow some vegetables and raise a few chickens on their roofs.

While being cursed by some people, it also acts as an alarm clock for some people.

Jiang Lanqing was awakened by the croak of chickens, and a carp got up from the bed, looking at the bright sky outside the window.

He patted his hot cheek with both hands and cursed.

"Zhang Fan is a big pervert."