1-5 President

1. President: The System Is a Werewolf

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Su Bei closed and then opened his eyes for the N+1th time, but the anti-science orange cat with small wings still did not disappear.

So where the hell did this thing come from?

Although he likes cats, it has to be a normal one, right?

Then a mechanical voice with no feelings sounded in Su Bei’s head, “Hello, host, I am your system 748, and I will be your mission assistant. Next we will enter the first world.”

But screw you! What the hell is going on?

The mechanical voice rang out again. “The host has confirmed and we will start to enter the mission world- The overbearing CEO falls in love with me.”

“The host’s task object is Feng Xinglang. As long as he says I love you to you, that would be taken as mission accomplished.”

After leaving those words “you can communicate with me through consciousness”, it disappeared.

Su Bei was shocked by the sudden change of scene, and his brain was digesting the memories that did not belong to him.

This body was also called Su Bei, a dandy.

Into beautiful people.

Well, that’s all.

The scene around him suddenly became more crowded and lively.

Someone kicked up a fuss by his ears, “Wow, Mr. Su is really hardcore. He even dares to steal President Feng’s heartthrob.”

Su Bei was absentminded for a while, and then remembered the present situation.

He took a fancy to a small ‘white rabbit’ in the nightclub, then he wooed him day and night and night and day, while the results was the small ‘white rabbit’ hooked up with someone else.

How could Su Bei ever take this? So he was here.

His OS in the heart was this was normal and that it was understandable for men to act repulsively for women.

But as soon as he looked up, he was completely stunned.

There was a man sitting on the sofa in front of him, his perfect face was like being frosted, his black eyes eagle-like.

Even if only sitting there, that kind of thick oppressive feeling was lingering there.

That was not the point. The point was he’s got three big letters over his head-Feng Xinglang.

Who is Feng Xinglang?

His captivating target.

The man before his eyes was Feng Xinglang, the first man Su Bei was gonna fucking captivate!

Seriously?

At this time, Feng Xinglang’s thin lips slightly opened, his cold voice could nearly freeze one’s bones, “Dislocate his hands and throw him out.”

Su Bei couldn’t help shaking! Isn’t it too ferocious?

Su Bei’s heart sank and all he could think about was his broken hands.

He was a little bit overwhelmed by the first task that he had been given.

No way! Awaiting his doom was never his style!

He felt that he could still be in salvage.

He was dead anyway! Why not take a chance?

Su Bei shook off the hands holding him and looked right into Feng Xinglang’s eyes. “Do you think I Su Bei is here for this woman? Today I leave my words here, I, Su Bei, have feelings for you Feng Xinglang! I will chase you!”

No one knew whether he was too angry or what, Su Bei’s eyes went slightly red.

And the whole box went into dead silence.

Everybody was thinking ‘Is Su Bei insane? I mean, come on, this is Feng Xinglang’.

With a stamp of him, the whole city would shake three times. How dare he be so impudent? Is he sick of living?

Su Bei’s heart also jumped into his throat, and he suddenly bitched out, “Well, 748, what if the task fails?”

The mechanical response of the system, “Pushed over by three African chiefs.”

Holy crap! Su Bei almost choked to death! So cruel? Seriously?

Feng Xinglang’s eyes swept over the fear in Su Bei’s eyes. “Throw him out.”

Su Bei caught the point. Throw me out?

Just throw me out! Does it mean I could keep my hands?

Su Bei with tears of joy was thrown out of the box by those tall and strong bodyguards.

He was lying on the ground, smiling cheaply.

I just walked right off the edge of death.

He moved over to the wall, took a cigarette from his pocket with his shaking hand, and lit it.

The familiar smell of smoke calmed him down a bit. “System, we need to talk. You asked me to do the task, and I accepted it. You let me captivate a man, I also accepted it.”

“But can you not let me captivate such hell-like villainous men?”

The system meticulously answered him, “The task object is random, the system cannot control it.”

He was a single dog who even seldom chased women, and now the system let him chase men?

Su Bei took out the mobile phone. Omnipotent Baidu ah, my task can only depend on you!

2. President: The Villainous Captivating Object

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

The next day, Feng Xinglang was in his office working on those documents.

The secretary knocked at the door, wanting to say something but didn’t know how to open her mouth.

Feng Xinglang frowned, saying impatiently, “Shoot!”

The secretary bit her lip. “President, you’d better go down and have a look yourself.”

Feng Xinglang got up and went out, that tall figure wrapped with some cold feeling.

As the elevator door just opened, dense rose fragrance let Feng Xinglang darken his face.

He stepped out of the lift, only to find there was nowhere to put his feet.

For all the area outside the elevator was crowded with roses of all colors.

The front desk held a card, walking across the sea of flowers, saying to Xeng Xinglang who was giving off appalling feeling in a trembling voice, “President, these are from Mr. Su, and this card.”

Feng Xinglang did not pick up her words, only saying with the tone that could freeze people into ice sculpture, “Where is he?”

The front desk swallowed some saliva and cautiously replied, “Outside the gate.”

Feng Xinglang’s eyebrows slightly knitted, “Three minutes.”

Front desk hurriedly answered, “Yes, president!”

Feng Xinglang walked to the gate, while the front desk hurriedly told someone to remove all the roses in three minutes, otherwise they would all be dead.

Outside the door, Su Bei who wore a bright blue suit was leaning against the red sports car lazily like he had no bones.

With a cigarette clamped in his mouth, a total dandy look from head to toes.

Feng Xinglang looked at Su Bei, brows twisted even tighter, “Snuff it out!”

As Feng Xinglang suddenly appeared before his eyes, Su Bei was a bit stunned and hurriedly put out the cigarette.

Then wearing an ingratiating look on his face, he said, “I don’t know what color of roses you like, so I bought some of each color.”

Anyway, this body was super rich. He could spend money to his heart’s content.

Feng Xinglang turned around and walked away. After taking a few steps, he found that Su Bei did not follow up.

There was a trace of anger between his brows. “Catch up!”

As Su Bei heard that, he immediately ran over like a Pekingese, “748, does this count as making some progress?”

“You know what, I got this.”

The system only replied one word, “oh.”

However, from this one single word, Su Bei heard 30% ridicule and 70% disdain.

Hum!

All the roses in the hall had been wiped all clean. One had to say, the efficiency of large companies was really high.

Su Bei followed Feng Xinglang into the office, suddenly he conceded, “Do I have the honor to invite you for dinner, Mr. Feng?”

Feng Xinglang looked back, the frowning between the eyebrows growing heavier, “Go gargle.”

Su Bei smacked his lips. Do I have bad breath? Why gargle?

As he was complaining in his heart, Feng Xinglang already grabbed him by the collar and pulled him into the bathroom.

A bit violently, he pressed Su Bei’s head under the tap, turned it on, and the cold water immediately poured out.

Su Bei was like a small chick that got strangled in the neck, struggling hard, “Let go! I can do it myself! I can do it myself!”

Feng Xinglang then let go.

Wearing that bitter face, Su Bei gargled and then looked over to Feng Xinglang.

No one knew whether it was stained with water or what, that pair of peach blossom eyes of Su Bei was full of stars, as if they can evoke the deep feeling in one’s heart.

Feng Xinglang’s eyes darkened down bit by bit, and finally as black as the night.

Su Bei looked into his eyes and felt the chill on his back, making him have an impulse of running like hell from this place.

For beautiful things, Feng Xinglang always appreciated it, even if it was a man before him, he still had to admit that this Su Bei had a unique and charming appearance.

But what was the purpose of him?

Clearly he was afraid of him, eyes full of desire to run away from him, but on the contrary, he was trying to get close to him.

Hum! Interesting!

“Are you afraid of me?” he asked, his thin lips slightly opened.

Su Bei’s heart was pacing fast, Afraid of him or not, that is a question!

“Huh?” Feng Xinglang seemed to be a little impatient, urging him.

Su Bei’s heart missed a beat, and he asked with a serious face, “Mr. Feng, do you want to listen to the truth or not?”

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes, and Su Bei said before he gave an answer, “the truth is, yes, I am afraid of you, very!”

“What if Mr. Feng hates me, stuffs cement inside my body and sinks me into the sea?”

A low laugh welled up in Feng Xinglang’s throat. He couldn’t tell what it felt like, “So you’re not afraid of me now?”

Su Bei said after plucking up all his courage, “Even if I would die under the peonies, I may be a dissolute ghost.(This is a Chinese proverb. Actually peonies here refer to beautiful women.)”

3. President: The Villain Is like Peonies

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Feng Xinglang’s laugh was muffled. “Peonies?”

The rising tone made one feel creepy.

Su Bei was the wretch who got his throat gripped by fate.

Now he reacted what he had said. Did he say this poem to a wrong object?

Feng Xinglang suddenly took a step back and regained his indifferent look, “I don’t like roses.”

Su Bei felt the strong sense of pressure having dissipated a little, feeling quietly relieved, and then ready to flee, “Mr. Feng, goodbye!”

As he was slipping out, Fng Xinglang’s threatening voice came from behind, “Don’t let me see you smoke again…”

Those unfinished words let Su Bei get goose bumps all over, accelerating the pace subconsciously.

The familiar mechanical sound of 748 was heard, “Captivating bar increased by 3%, current captivating progress 3%.”

Su Bei staggered, “What the hell is the captivating progress?”

748’s answer was brief and comprehensive, “It is the captivating progress.”

The mouth of Su Bei twitched slightly. Can its answer count as an answer?

He rested his arm by the window of the sports car, feeling the wind, and thought about what else to do besides sending flowers.

Su Bei fidgetily felt out a cigarette and clipped it between his fingertips, Feng Xianglang’s warning flashing in his head.

Hand shaking, he slipped the cigarette back in his pocket. Fine! He quits! He yields!

Su Bei patted the steering wheel, anyway he did not know how to captivate, so he just did it as what his heart told him to do.

But wait, did he forget about something?

A few minutes later, Su Bei was standing under the building of Feng Xinglang’s company again.

He forgot that he had come to ask him for dinner.

But the desire for survival made Su Bei stop downstairs, just pacing there back and forth.

After quite a while, Su Bei went to the nearest hotel to order some takeout and then entered the company again.

As the young woman from the reception saw Su Bei, she almost slipped down.

She looked at Su Bei like looking at a monster, “Mr. Su, are you here for the president?” OS: Why are you back again?

Su Bei nodded.

The front desk swallowed some saliva and asked, “I’ll make a call to the president.”

Su Bei was not an unreasonable person, so he agreed.

The front desk was relieved and then dialed Feng Xinglang’s number.

After getting through, the front desk said with a very respectful tone, “President Feng, Mr. Su is here, to……”

She paused for a moment. Su Bei immediately understood and raised his hand holding the food container.

The front desk slightly twitched her mouth and then told Feng Xinglang Su Bei sent him some food for lunch.

And the other end of the phone only said three words. Throw it away!

The front desk truthfully conveyed the words to Su Bei.

Su Bei took a look at the food container, automatically took it as Feng Xinglang did not want to have a meal with him, so he just turned around and left with the food.

Although this body was rich, saving food is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. Since Feng Xinglang did not want it, he could enjoy.

However, before he moved to the gate, the front desk stopped him, “Mr. Su, President Feng asks you to go to his office.”

Su Bei came to the seventeenth floor, and directly went to Feng Xinglang’s office.

Feng Xinglang was reading some documents, making the whole person revealing some rigorous and ascetic atmosphere.

With his eyes sweeping the food container in Su Bei’s hand, Feng Xing’s made a pause without a trace.

Su Bei coughed a bit, toughened his scalp and said, “Since Mr. Feng doesn’t want to go out to have a meal with me, I guess I can only bring the food here.”

He looked at Feng Xinglang, looking quite innocent.

Feng Xinglang’s eyes flashed some evil light. He remembered that this Su Bei never laid his fingers in the kitchen.

He wanted to see how far the young gentleman could go. “If you want to have a meal with me, I only want to eat those dishes you cook tomorrow.”

“Ah?” Su Bei was thunderstruck.

Feng Xinglang said with an impatient tone, “Don’t you want to chase me?”

Su Bei nodded. “Yes!” But he can’t cook!

Feng Xinglang’s expression was so condescending, as if he were teasing a pet that could not escape. “No?”

Su Bei shook his head vigorously, saying with determination, “Yeah, sure.” The problem is still he couldn’t cook!

Feng Xinglang was satisfied this time, his brows unfurled. “Get out.”

Su Bei was a bit bewildered. So he just let him go?

4. President: The Little Bunny

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

After taking a few steps, he looked back wearing that ingratiating smile, “Mr. Feng, what is your phone number?”

A string of numbers slipped out of Feng Xinglang’s mouth, Su Bei hurriedly took out his phone and put it down.

748, “Captivating bar increased by 6%, the present captivating progress 9%.”

Su Bei’s OS ‘it is not bad’. He had thought it clearly. When the progress bar hit 100%, and Feng Xinglang said I love you to him, mission accomplished.

As long as he got the job done, he could be able to get rid of this silly system.

But is it really that simple? Who knows?

After leaving Feng Xinglang’s company for a while, Su Bei felt totally refreshed. Even the air was sweet when he was not with his captivating object.

Then he gave himself again to do the psychological construction. Maybe he could take Feng Xinglang as a woman.

Well, a woman a bit ferocious!

Feng Xinglang said he did not like roses, then what other flowers could he send?

Suddenly, something hit Su Bei’s mind! He only felt he was so damn smart!

Learning to cook! But it was really hard!

After returning home, Su Bei directly plunged into the kitchen.

As Su’s mother saw Su Bei go into the kitchen, she hurriedly followed in, asking, “What are you doing?”

Su Bei looked at the menu bitterly, “Learning to cook.”

Su’s mother looked grave and asked, “Are you trying to murder your father and me in order to inherit our properties?”

Su Bei wore an ‘are-you-kidding-me’ face, “What do you mean?”

Su’s mother said with an earnest tone, “It’s nothing that the kitchen is exploded, but it is a huge thing if someone dies! What trouble have you got into today? Tell me. But stay away from the kitchen, OK?”

Yes, that is definitely his blood mother! So the original owner of this body was the same as Su Bei, kitchen killer!

It wasn’t only a head-busting problem, it was a head-bald problem. What should he do?

Su Bei made a dry cough, “Mom, can you cook?”

Su’s mother leered at him and said nobly and magnificently, “With a servant, why should I be able to cook?”

Su Bei was desperate. “What if someone wants to eat dishes I cook?”

Su’s mother narrowed her eyes, this kind of tangled feeling…”You’re chasing a girl?”

Su Bei hesitated a bit, “Kind of…”

Su’s mother immediately rolled up her sleeves, “What about the Manchu Han Imperial Feast?”

Su Bei continued to be surprised to be dumb…

Su’s mother felt very gratified. Her dandy son finally began to seriously chase girls!

Since Su Bei knew nothing about the kitchen, he could only look at his mother be busy alone.

At this time, Su Bei’s phone rang, remarks ‘little bunny’.

He paused for a moment before he realized that this was the girl the original Su Bei was into.

Su Bei hesitated a bit and then answered the phone.

A voice as soft as the spring breeze came into Su Bei’s ears, “Su Bei.”

As a single dog, he almost got intoxicated by her soft voice, he answered, “Yeah, it’s me.”

The girl said with a pretty shy tone, “Su Bei, can we meet?”

Su Bei agreed without thinking.

Su’s mother’s voice came from the kitchen, “Bring her home for dinner.”

Their date was at a coffee shop.

Su Bei arrived first, and after quite some time he saw a girl in a white dress finally arrived.

She was pretty. Though not particularly outstanding, she was very presentable. Her whole person looked soft and delicate, and the nickname little bunny was really suitable for her.

Su Bei searched the girl’s name from the memory given by the system, Cheng Qianxiao.

Cheng Qianxiao kept her head down, looking quite embarrassed, “Su Bei, can you lend me five million? I will pay it back!”

Su Bei reflexively wanted to say that ‘what makes you think I have five million’, but suddenly remembered that five million was nothing for this body.

Seeing Su Bei didn’t say anything, Cheng Qianxiao thought he didn’t agree.

She clenched her hands and looked up. “I know you like me, but I never thought I am good enough for you.”

“But if you can lend me five million, I can be your girlfriend.”

Cheng Qianxiao was confident that this sentence was enough to let Su Bei borrow her five million.

5. President: My Mom Let Me Invite You Home to Have Dinner

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

However, this Su Bei was no longer that Su Bei. Now he was calculating whether it was worth it to buy a girlfriend with five million.

Cheng Qianxiao was surprise that Su Bei hesitated.

To tell the truth, if she was not so in great need of money, she would never lay her eyes on a playboy like Su Bei.

That Feng Xinglang was her target, but because of Su Bei’s interference, she lost the only chance to contact with Feng Xinglang.

Speaking of this, actually she hated Su Bei in her heart. But reality was too cruel, she needed the money.

It seemed that she should give Su Bei some sweeteners.

Cheng Qianxiao got up, went to the side of Su Bei, bit her lip, and finally kissed on Su Bei’s face, and under Su Bei’s shocked eyes, she said reluctantly, “Is that enough?”

This scene happened to be seen by Feng Xinglang who was passing by the café.

He looked dangerously through the window toward Su Bei, looking terrible.

A moment ago he still said he would chase him, and now he already began to hook up with a woman. Good for him!

Before Su Bei could come to his sense from that kiss, he already felt the coldness from the back.

He looked back reflectively and saw Feng Xinglang wearing that horrible, horrible face.

748, “Congratulations to the host, your captivating bar reduced by 3%, and your current progress  6%.”

Su Bei was going crazy. Dude, what do you mean by congratulating me that my captivating bar dropped?

Su Bei who only focused on his captivating bar directly threw Cheng Qianxiao behind, rushed before Feng Xinglang, putting on that ingratiating smile, “Well, hear me out. I can explain.”

Cheng Qianxiao who wanted to hook up with Feng Xinglang also followed out. She said with a sobbing tone, “Su Bei, although I am very short of money, I still can’t agree to be your girlfriend.”

Why does it sound like she is the victim who is unyielding before money???

Su Bei felt like getting thunderstruck. Isn’t it she who proposed to be his girlfriend? What is going on? Why the script totally changed?

Slandering him like that? That’s not good.

Feng Xinglang’s face was with dense sarcasm, “Mr. Su is such a spoony.”

After finishing those words, he turned around and walked away. Su Bei immediately followed up, Feng Xinglang said blandly, “If you keep following me, I’m gonna break your legs.”

Su Bei’s legs shivered and he didn’t know what to do.

Cheng Qianxiao wore a pleasant smile, caught up with Feng Xinglang and bowed deeply, looking very well-mannered. “Mr. Feng, could you please do me a favor?”

Feng Xinglang stopped with his back against Su Bei, waiting for Cheng Qianxiao’s following words.

Cheng Qianxiao said like she had made a huge decision, “Mr. Feng, can you lend me five million? I can pay it back!”

With an eye contact, Feng Xinglang’s assistant not far away came forward, and immediately wrote a five million check for Cheng Qianxiao.

Before taking it, Cheng Qianxian made a deep bow, looking very grateful, “Thank you, Mr. Feng, I will pay it back! I promise!”

Feng Xinglang then said with an emotionless tone, “My house is short of a maid.”

With a smile, the calculating light flashed in Cheng Qianxiao’s drooping eyes. “If Mr. Feng doesn’t mind, I can have a try!”

Feng Xinglang still had no mood swings, “tomorrow, Paradise Villa.”

Cheng Qianxiao hurriedly said yes, with a pair of determined eyes.

Su Bei looked at his own legs, and then looked at the back of Feng Xinglang who was ready to leave.

Looking at the legs, and then Feng Xinglang again! Fine! He chose Feng Xinglang!

Mission is more important than legs!

Su Bei quickly caught up with Feng Xinglang, but before he opened his mouth, he heard Feng Xinglang voice without a trace of emotion, “Break his legs for me.”

In an instant, two burly chaps appeared, trying to drag Su Bei away.

Su Bei struggled and shouted, “My mother asked me to invite you home for dinner!”

Feng Xinglang looked back, and Su Bei looked at him innocently, “And, it is Cheng Qianxiao who asked me out and wants borrow money from me. I now only have you in my heart. Why would I want her to be my girlfriend?”

Su Bei never knew he could say love words with a slip of his tongue, probably because the original owner bestowed him the skills, “I swear, I never said things like she has to be my girlfriend as long as I lend her the money!”

With a glance of Feng Xinglang, those two burly chaps let him go.

Su Bei breathed a sigh of relief and smoothed out the wrinkles on his suit, looking at Feng Xinglang expectantly.