System experience officer

Chapter 2342. The Charismatic System 8

Fortunately, those who stayed here understood that orders were the most important thing, so they obediently pretended not to see anything. What Zifeng bought were mostly snacks, which were really small amounts of money. Even if she bought an entire supermarket, it wouldn't cost them much.

Of course, despite the massive global loss and the fierce fighting at the UN, Han Zifeng remained indifferent, spending his days playing games, watching dramas, and generally doing nothing productive. The war was still raging, and there were too many problems with it, but Zifeng didn't care. He'd casually stroll over to the Japanese territory, loot some things, and dump them somewhere, treating them like local specialties.

The result was that the government department responsible for receiving stolen goods was completely bewildered, realizing that this minor celebrity was indeed incredibly unreliable. There was nothing they could do; tables and chairs were there, pots and pans were there, bottles of liquor and fried seafood were there too—it seemed like they were just grabbing whatever they could find!

When they asked Zifeng, "Is this appropriate?"

Zi Feng's answer was simple and blunt: "One yuan is too little, a million is too much, it's all free anyway, just sell it. If not, we can have a celebrity come and touch it a couple of times, why would we let it sit in our hands?!" She looked at the person who asked the question with disdain.

A group of people were certain that this washed-up celebrity was genuinely out of his mind. Who would go and steal tables and chairs for no reason? However, that idea wasn't bad either; let the celebrity touch them a few times, sell them secondhand, and they'd make enough to buy a tank. Anyway, these odds and ends were just trash thrown away by kids; they'd try to salvage whatever they could get out of them.

With Zi Feng's outrageous antics, foreigners are practically struggling to afford food. Zi Feng buys anything interesting she sees and takes it home, emphasizing that it's a must-see. If something's really useless, she just gets celebrities to promote it—it's all about the money!

Watching Zifeng diligently carrying the items back bit by bit, just as the police finally arrived, they asked sternly, "Where did you get those computers last time?"

Zifeng recalled, then said, "A high-rise building full of computers, what's wrong with that?"

The police officer took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know you robbed that place?"

Zi Feng turned her head and whistled, but still asked, "So, the things aren't selling?"

The police officer sighed and said, "The technology recorded in those computers is more advanced than the technology we have now. These things cannot be sold for the time being."

Zi Feng calmly said, "Whatever, whatever, that's your business. It's none of my business, none of my business, none of my business..." The policeman felt speechless and helpless!

He made the call to his superiors right in front of Zifeng. Upon hearing Zifeng's explanation, the person on the other end clearly sighed and said, "Alright, thank them politely and come back. By the way, tell the girl to keep quiet for a couple of days. They're making a scene here."

Zifeng could hear her, so she answered loudly, "Okay. I'm going to go online and play games, alright?"

Unfortunately, her plan to laze around online was unrealistic. And so, she was dragged into filming a TV series. Looking around, Zi Feng felt even more depressed. With a blank face, she began her routine. Even her manager covered her face in disbelief. Sure enough, this girl's best suited role was definitely lying in bed. Asking her to do anything else was always risky.

As for those who were provoked into fighting, Zi Feng slammed them all down, adding, "Seriously? Am I that unknown? How many people have I killed on duty? How dare you call me here? Besides, if you want to fight me, are you stronger than the American special forces or the Japanese royal family? I can wander around those places all I want. Who do you think you are? You have no professionalism at all."

Her agent, Sister Xi, said, "Well, you don't seem to have any professionalism either, do you?"

Zifeng retorted: "Can't they be just amateurs? Even if I don't work seriously, I can lie down and do nothing for hundreds of years. Compared to me, do they even deserve to be compared?"

What could Xi Jinping say? She simply stated, "They don't deserve it."

Zi Feng nodded proudly: "Besides, all the money I have is after tax."

One actor protested: "Just because you say it's after tax doesn't mean it's after tax!"

Zifeng complained: "My salary is paid after the government deducts all the money. I didn't even take a tenth of it from them. How dare they say this isn't after tax? My company is also managed by the government. I'm just someone who spends money. This isn't after tax. How much tax do you plan to collect? 99%?"

The person on the other end was speechless, and Xi Jinping added insult to injury: "Well, the tax you pay now will be 90% in a major overhaul."

Zi Feng was horrified: "What?! Say that again, how did I teach 90% of taxation?"

Sister Xi said with a smile, "Based on your fee and commission rates, your taxes are already over 90%. The stuff you make is incredibly valuable."

Zi Feng was speechless. This calculation meant over 90%, and the algorithm itself wasn't wrong. Zi Feng shrugged: "See? Much more serious than you guys, right?"

Xi asked curiously, "Are there problems with all of these people lying on the board?"

Zi Feng divided the people into groups and said, "These guys over here are involved in organized crime or have unclear political backgrounds. These guys are drug addicts. And those two over there have bangbangs on their bodies, but they're not props."

Xi Jinping was also shocked after hearing this. She quickly ordered her men to drag away all the adults who were causing trouble. Zi Feng, on the other hand, looked at the young man with a complicated expression. Xi Jinping said speechlessly, "Don't overthink it, just tell me, what did this guy do wrong?"

Zi Feng complained: "The three-person relationship was a complete disaster, but his fans were crazy enough to give it bad reviews in unison, which caused the TV series to disappear without a trace."

Xi was speechless again, looking at the man with disdain. Zifeng continued to complain: "The way to break this deadlock is, firstly, to publicly announce the marriage certificate now. After all, a secret marriage is still a marriage. At worst, we can cut off one arm first. That way, after all the fanatical fans are gone, at least the film is still a film, and the gossip is still gossip. As for the mistress, she hasn't arrived yet. If we're filming, we need to be more careful. As long as we can get rid of the mistress, the drama will be fine. My idea is reasonable, right?"

To be honest, everyone around thought it was quite reasonable, but Zhang Lang, who was singled out, weakly raised his hand: "If I reveal my secret marriage, I'll be torn apart by my fans in no time."

Zi Feng retorted, "It's okay, you'll have to come to this eventually anyway. At least if you lay your cards on the table now, the fighting among your fans will be halved. Besides, you're over thirty, it's normal to have a wife, right? Say some nice things, and there shouldn't be any bloodshed."