Peng Wenchao snapped out of his daze only after the other party took the name card from his hand and sat down emotionlessly across from him. "Who are you?"

The girl dressed simply, but her demeanor and appearance were unmatched by ordinary people.

Chuzheng flicked the name card with her fingers. "Do you have a problem?"

Chuzheng couldn’t receive the transaction target information, so she naturally couldn’t send a name card invitation.

However...

She could snatch it.

Just like last time with Fan Lan.

Even if Wei Yi sent out a name card, as long as she could snatch it, the effect would be the same.

"Who are you?" Peng Wenchao looked at Chuzheng in confusion.

"The person who can help you."

"..."

-

Peng Wenchao just wanted to rotate funds, which was too easy for Chuzheng.

The transaction target had a time limit to enter the Space, so Chuzheng told Peng Wenchao to find her at night.

Peng Wenchao agreed readily, but he didn’t show up that evening.

Chuzheng had a bad feeling, and when she tried to enter that place, she realized she couldn’t.

Wei Yi had been quicker...

Her mistake!

She should have locked Peng Wenchao up first.

[... Miss, excuse me, others protect people first. Why do you lock them up?]

It’s convenient!

Won’t I be exhausted trying to protect him?

Do you think everyone deserves my protection? 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

[...]

The King’s Account couldn’t win an argument with Chuzheng, so it chose to hide.

Chuzheng was a bit troubled.

She didn’t have much time left now...

-

Chuzheng couldn’t interrupt the transaction between Peng Wenchao and Wei Yi, but...

She had other ways.

Chuzheng stood beneath Peng Wenchao’s company building, wearing large sunglasses, exuding a boss-like aura... if only she didn’t have a pillar blocking her in front.

Chuzheng pulled down her sunglasses, sneakily observing the outside.

Chuzheng called out for the King’s Account.

[... Miss?] The King’s Account was wary.

When the miss took the initiative to call it, it usually meant trouble.

However, this time the King’s Account guessed wrong. Chuzheng took the initiative to say, "Issue a task."

[???]

Is it going to rain gold today?

The miss actually took the initiative to request a task!

All this time it persisted, and the daring miss finally realized the benefits of having money?

The King’s Account excitedly just started issuing the task when it heard Chuzheng add, "Starting from a million."

Though the King’s Account found it a bit strange, the excitement of the miss finally willing to spend money overshadowed its confusion, and it eagerly issued the task.

An hour later.

The King’s Account was excitedly smacked into a corner, its entire System disheartened with a droopy face.

How could the miss possibly spend money obediently!!!

She took the money to mess with Peng Wenchao.

[Miss, are you even human!] The King’s Account felt heartbroken, hoping for the best from the miss was no different than seeking death.

Chuzheng: Why do you care how I spend money, completing the task is all that matters. If you have so many demands, why don’t you do it yourself?

[...] No! How do you expect me to deal with this!!

The King’s Account was about to be driven insane by Chuzheng.

-

After all, the transaction wasn’t something that changed out of nothing. It still required time and other factors to slowly bring about a transformation.

Peng Wenchao’s company seemed to be on the rise now, but it wasn’t out of trouble yet.

If no one stirred things up, the company might recover, but now Chuzheng was secretly plotting against it, and the company that had just shown signs of improvement was about to fall again.

Peng Wenchao was enraged and on fire, leaving the company in a flurry to find Wei Yi.

Chuzheng leisurely followed Peng Wenchao.

Peng Wenchao turned left and right, finally entering an empty area.

He finally stopped in front of a villa and dashed towards the ornate iron gate after getting out of the car.

Before he could ring the doorbell, a person suddenly leaped out from the side and kicked the iron gate, making it fall with a bang.

The whistling wind brushed past, and before Peng Wenchao could see clearly, the person had vanished.

Peng Wenchao: "..."

Was that a human just now?

No!

Peng Wenchao ran inside.

Once inside, he only saw the girl he had met before standing by the open French window. There was nothing else around.

Peng Wenchao looked around but didn’t see anyone.

Where was Mr. Wei?

Chuzheng closed the French window with a snap, turned her head, and eerily stared at Peng Wenchao. "Didn’t I tell you to find me?"

Despite being a seasoned businessman, Peng Wenchao felt a bit scared facing Chuzheng’s gaze.

Afraid of a little girl...

If word got out, he’d become a laughingstock.

Peng Wenchao gathered his courage and said, "Mr. Wei found me first..."

He had intended to find Chuzheng, but Wei Yi was already waiting for him outside.

After all, it was Wei Yi who contacted Peng Wenchao first.

The name card also bore Wei Yi’s name, so trusting Wei Yi was naturally easier.

Moreover, Wei Yi said this woman had bad intentions...

The ill-intentioned Chuzheng coldly asked, "What transaction did he make with you?"

While the transaction target couldn’t be changed, the contents of the transaction could.

"This..."

Peng Wenchao stammered, unwilling to speak.

Chuzheng, lacking patience, directly took him down and pressed for an answer, "What did he trade with you?"

Peng Wenchao, lying on the ground in a mess, shouted, "Time, ten years of time."

Chuzheng: "..."

Dammit!

That scoundrel Wei Yi dared to trade such a thing?

Using time as a bargaining chip — the original owner only discovered this after becoming a Time-Space Merchant for some time.

However, such transactions were absolutely forbidden for Time-Space Merchants.

It was like being told to earn money, but instead, you went to rob a bank.

Chuzheng didn’t know what punishment violating this rule would bring, but it was certainly severe.

Yet Wei Yi flagrantly traded time... did that mean she could do it too?

[Miss, I advise you not to challenge the rules of the realm.] The King’s Account reminded Chuzheng.

Chuzheng: Can’t I even think about it?

[...] Who knows if thinking about it will lead you to just do it? After all, you act impulsively!

The King’s Account was exhausted, longing for the girl next door, not expecting its own miss to be like her, just hoping she wouldn’t stir up more trouble.

-

Chuzheng stared at Peng Wenchao on the ground. "Do you think you have much time left?"

Peng Wenchao’s heart skipped. "What... what do you mean?"

But Chuzheng didn’t answer. "Besides that, what else did he ask for?"

Peng Wenchao was more eager to know the answer to the previous question. "What did you mean by that?"

Chuzheng’s tone was calm. "Answer my question."

"..." Facing Chuzheng’s gaze, Peng Wenchao felt an inexplicable dread. He gulped, his voice dry. "After I die, fifty percent of my assets go to him..."

It seemed Wei Yi not only wanted time but money as well.

Chuzheng released Peng Wenchao, stood up, and said with indifference, "You have less than ten years left. Once the transaction is complete, you’ll die immediately."

Peng Wenchao’s eyes widened. "How is that possible..."

Chuzheng: "Believe it or not."

Chuzheng turned and left the villa.

Wei Yi should have been here a moment ago, but he probably sensed her presence and fled.