Henry finally decided what car he will buy. It was Chevrolet Chevelle SS 454 black color, and it's cost just for $30,000. Henry choose this car as mainly it looks quite good but not attract attention as this car is fairly common at this time as even his father has one.
After decided, Henry then goes to Chevrolet dealer to buy the car. After 2 hours of the various document and stuff, Henry finally gets the car. Henry then circles Palo Alto as his home is near the famous Silicon Valley.
Henry feels quite fortunate as his home near Silicon Valley, to get there you just need 10 min drive. This will save trouble later if he wants to recruit talent here.
Henry circle Palo Alto and the Silicon Valley for 2 hours to familiarize as in the future he will have a lot of activities here. Henry deciding to stop as now is time for lunch and drove to a nearby restaurant.
Henry sits in the windows side as that is his favorite spot. Henry then orders a steak and a juice to fill his stomach. The restaurant quite crowded as this is a time for lunch. At this time Henry then spotted someone familiar, but he not quite sure.
That person then approached Henry as all the seat are full and just Henry opposite seat not occupied. It was a man with long hair and quite a messy beard.
"Hello sir, is your seat occupied, as you see now all the seat is full ?" He asked with a polite tone.
"Sure, get yourself occupied." Henry answered as he still thinks who this man is.
The man then sits down and begin to order.
"May I know your name? I seem has seen you somewhere." Henry asked as he is really curious, someone he familiar must be an acquaintance from the future or Henry know him.
"My name is Steven Paul Jobs, but people usually call me Steve." The man introduced himself
When Henry heard that, he shocks as he didn't expect to meet Steve Jobs here. At this time Steve Jobs still has his hair and about the same age as Henry as Jobs is 1 year older than him.
Henry quickly calm his mind as he introduced himself, "Nice to meet you Steve, my name is Henry William, but you can just call me Henry."
They then chatted for a while until Jobs food arrived. After Jobs finish his food, they chatted again about their lifestyle and hobby. Henry then learned Jobs now is in Reed College and looking for a part-time job.
Henry did not expect this meeting as now is still too early. After they chatted for 30 minutes, they parted way as Jobs has other business to do. Henry then pays Jobs food as they make a friend. Henry feels this is still too early to pull Jobs into his company as his preparation is not enough and Jobs still need to mature.
If Henry pulls Jobs too early, it will only counterproductive as now Steve Jobs he knows in the future has not yet mature. So Henry just makes a good impression to Jobs to make things easier later.
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Henry goes home and parks his car in the garage. His garage quite big as it can hold 2 car, 1 his father, and another his car.
As Henry enters the home, Margaret is sitting in the living room while reading a newspaper. His father Jacob usually home late at night as his job as a professor at Stanford is quite busy.
Henry then greeted his mom, "Hey mom, what are you reading ?"
"Your book now became a bestseller in the US, many media want to interview you." Margaret replied with a smile as she feels proud her son have this achievement.
"Of course, that's because my work is good. Oh yeah mom, I have a new book here, I already completed it last night." Henry feels proud but then he thinks now is the right time to launch the 'Da Vinci Code'. Henry plans to use 'Devotion of Suspect X' heat to hype the release of his new book so the book is selling faster and hotter.
"What book is it honey?" Margaret curious as now she knows her son is a genius at writing, maybe his new book can bring her surprise.
"Wait a minute, I gonna change my clothes and bring the book"
Henry then goes upstairs to change his clothes and bring the 'Da Vinci Code in his drawer.
Henry holds the book and gives it to Margaret. Margaret then read the book for 5 minutes as Henry wait patiently.
After Margaret read the book, her tone somewhat weird, "Are you sure you want to publish this book?"
"Of course."
"Do you know what are you writing? this can be considered as blasphemy!!!" Margaret tone somewhat high as William family is Christian, even though they just barely faith in it, but they still respect the religion.
"Of course I know what I'm writing. But listen to my explanation mom, all of this based on the historical research and various material that I researched. So the content is 99% according to historical material and about the content the book itself, I don't know much as I just fictionalize the rest of it." Henry explained to Margaret as he knows the content of the 'Da Vinci Code' is controversial and has condemnt many Christian in the future.
But he determined to publish it as the 'Da Vinci Code' is the bestseller of 5 years and sold for a total copy of more than 80 million in 2009. This book is determined the fund he needed for the company establishment.
Margaret was then silent for a while. Henry knows she is thinking now, so he just waits patiently.
After about 10 minutes of struggling in her mind, Margaret then says "This is the last time I helped you honey, if you want to publish this type book again in the future, I will not help you." Margaret then agrees as who makes Henry her son, so she decided to help him.
"Yes, this is the last time I write this type of book, I promise mom. And can you negotiate with the publisher about the royalties, it's best if you can help the royalties reach the highest." Henry promises as he knows writing book is just a way for him amass the money need for company.
In the future, there are a countless way to make more money than writing a book so he thinks this may the last book he released, maybe he will release a book later if he has time.
"Well, let mom call my friend and discuss this with her." Margaret then walks away from the living room and prepared to call her friend.


Henry William, reborn to 1973 due to unknown reason.

On this golden year, the opportunity is everywhere. 

The Internet, Black Monday, Japanese Real Estate Bubble, Soviet disintegration,..... he will participate in all of them.

Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, Jeff Bezos,..... all of them will be working under his company.

Watch Henry as he builds a super business empire covering all walk of life and his consortium surpassing the Rothschilds, Rockefeller, Morgan.......
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     The job flyer caught my eye as it deliberately excluded robots.  Most menial jobs without work experience requirements were done by privately owned robots whose owners reaped the profits.  The more robots you owned, the more net worth you could earn.  A lot of people invested in robots, so they could double their income.  Few jobs were listed anymore for solely humans.
     I jotted down the time and place for the interview and headed home.  I planned to check it out if I had the time.  Three blocks away from home, I had a holo from my dad.  "I saw your show today.  How much longer do you have until it wraps up?"
     "Just a few more days, Dad." I changed the subject. "How's the new dog?"
     "Better than the last one.  Your mom hasn't tripped over this one yet." 
     "She's still in the hospital with her broken hip.  You need to train the dogs better or hire someone to train them," I reminded him for the umpteenth time.
     "Why aren't you home yet?  I'm hungry." He griped in response to my nagging.  "Can you pick up something fried?"
     "I was going to cook.  It's healthier."
     "You only live once.  If I'm going to die, I want to be happy.  Pick up some fried chicken."
     I hung up the phone and headed to the nearest transporter to place an order for fried chicken.  It was no use to argue with a crotchety old man.  Plus, I liked fried foods too.  After a few seconds, I had piping hot fried chicken and mashed potatoes with gravy as I strode the final blocks to my street.  "Dad, I'm home," I called.  "I brought the chicken."
     "In the squatter.  Put some chicken on a plate for Fred too."
     "We don't need to feed the dog until we finish eating."
     "He's my dog.  He's family.  He eats with us."
     "Fine then."   Off to the kitchen I went.  Robotic arms on a track attempted to take the food from me, but as the robots would not serve the dog a portion, I decided to manually get the plates ready.  The Helping Hand robots were awesome, except for the fact that they would not serve portions outside of nutritional guidelines or for more people than were present in the home.  I have spent countless hours trying to defeat the robots logic to obtain a snack before.  Some things are left better to manual control.  Portion sizes are one of them.  However, I never want to relive the nightmare of doing dishes by hand like that week I was grounded for sneaking to a party ever again.  It's a delicate balance.
     Dad, Fred, and I ate dinner while watching the holo5.  The holo5 was the newest version of visual home entertainment.  The 3d holograms were now able to incorporate smell, so they were closer to making the five senses of humans appear in your home viewing.  I think they chose the smells though, as food smells were enhanced, but body odor didn't seem to ever appear.  Taste wasn't something they could transmit digitally yet (at least not cost-effectively), but food companies were always on stand-by when certain shows came on for multiple orders to the transporters.
     As a commercial for pizza came on, the smell was overwhelming.  I looked at my chicken with resignation.  Once I smelled Italian food, I was done.  Fred looked at my hands offering him my leftovers and rolled over to show me his plump body.  He was full too.  I put away the leftovers and placed a blanket over my father who had fallen asleep in his recliner.  I pressed the button to make the recliner go into sleep mode, which inclined Dad to a better posture for sleeping.
     I took Fred for an evening stroll, equipped with the disintegrator in case of any "deposits" and then deposited him to Dad's lap for the rest of the evening.  I pulled my hair back and got ready to hook my digital tablet into a charger so I could assist with re-writing the script for the show's finale.  The audience had responded more favorably to a villain than expected, so we had to adjust his ending and give his story more screen time.  
     As a junior screenwriter on this project, I did a ton of work for very little recognition.  Once this was over, I hadn't been assigned to any other teams, so I would need to look for another opportunity myself.  My boss for this project was an ambitious lady named Justina.  She made it clear that I could not promote or follow another team without her permission as she wanted my talent, but didn't want me to advance and leave her team.  
     Considering most of the recent season episodes were content I had written and gotten no credit for, I was ready to move on.  Justina always responded to questions as it was a team effort pulled off under her leadership.  While she was happy to take the credit for a team effort, any criticisms did not adhere to the same principle.  Therefore, the only thing in my file was reprimands, not accomplishments.  It would be difficult to sign onto another team with this company, even if I could go around my current boss.  Freelance writing positions didn't pay much, so I would check out that job I had seen on the flyer earlier today.
     After far too little sleep, I kissed Dad on the cheek as I headed out for work and he headed to the kitchen for his 4th cup of coffee this morning. When I arrived at work, I handed one of the five Galaxy Grinds takeaways to my best friend at work, Shelly Tragalfar.  She was waiting for her mocha cappuccino when I walked in.  "Prepare for the worst," she whispered as we headed to the writer's area.  "Justina is on the warpath.  We made our client wait until 3 a.m. for the script for next week."
     "Seriously?" I asked.  "We got the notes from the director after five yesterday.  That's less than twelve hours on a project that should have taken days."
     "Yeah, the director was raving about the content being wonderful, so she couldn't ream us on that today."
     "Sometimes I think Justina exists just to make us feel inferior.  Every time, we deliver quality, yet we get written up for the most ridiculous things."
     "Yeah, I mean, she even put in a reprimand on you for delivering items only a few hours late when you rushed to the hospital to deal with your mom's broken hip.  What does she expect from us, supernatural foresight?"
     "Shelly, if I go for another job, I'm putting you down as a reference to counteract what she's put in my file.  I can't afford a litigator to have my file corrected."
     "You know it, CJ.  I have got your back.  Any prospects yet?"
     "I'm looking into this position they were advertising.  It said robots need not apply."
     "That's usually something creative.  Robots have difficulty with fields that require creativity after all," Shelly postulated.
     "They are still great with analyzing what people respond to regarding creativity.  They can definitely help in a brainstorming session for marketing departments and many of the best marketing agencies use them.  They can even write according to formulaic phrasing if given enough data.  All of the latest Patterson Enterprises novels have been written by robots.  That's how they are still crediting novels to that Patterson guy who's been dead for a hundred years now.  If a formula works, it works.  They say he and his robots have written thousands of blockbusters."
     "There's a reason few of those are fantasy or sci-fi.  It's harder to be predictable in a novel where creativity is the biggest selling point."
     "Some of those are just as predictable.  Ever since video games came out, fantasy adventures are basically just a few adventurers going on a quest to save the world from something over and over again."
     "Yeah, you might be right.  Look lively, Justina is heading this way."
     "Ladies, team briefing in ten minutes," Justina informed us.  "One of those for me, CJ?"
     "White chocolate mocha is in the red cup," I smiled.  "I heard the director loved the script."
     "The director absolutely loved the script.  He's thinking of pitching a spin-off featuring this villain if the audience continues to respond like they have been.  We did great work on this one ladies.  Going forward, you just need to work on timeliness a bit, CJ.  We've discussed this before.  I'd hate to have to put another reprimand in your file.  You were supposed to have the revised script to the director at midnight."
     "I didn't see that note in the file transfer while I was working on the project."
     "Right here," Justina pointed to her screen.
     "Doesn't that say midnight tonight?" I genuinely felt a bit perplexed at having missed a deadline.
     "Either way, you need to sharpen up.  It doesn't pay to deliver things close to the deadline.  Prepare more quickly next time.  You should just have multiple scripts on hand when you are working on an arc.  I used to do that when I was a junior writer."
     "I'll take that under advisement," I smiled thinly.  Luckily, Justina didn't seem to care that my smile wasn't genuine.  I anticipated a long day ahead.

CJ finished her writing gig on a hit television series as a junior writer.  Not having gotten added to any new projects, she interviews for a human only exploration mission to a newly discovered planet capable of supporting biological life, like Earthlings.  What she discovers there will change her life forever.  Are you up to taking this journey with CJ?

That night Little Bo stayed with Lin Xiaoxiao at the hospital. Shen Xing and Shen Li went to work on trying to find the best doctor they could to give Little Bo's mother even one more percent chance towards the better of the outcomes. Qin Mei was heading home to gather up some overnight bags for the two girls. When she peeked in on them in the guest room that was connected to Bo Ling's VIP room, Qin Mei couldn't help but smile. The term "blood is thicker than water" is not always correct. Bonds formed together through hardship can be just as thick as any blood ties one may have. Blood relationships do not always mean the best of relationships. The two sleeping girls in front of Qin Mei are proof of that. Even Qin Mei's relationship with Lin Xiaoxiao is proof as well. Between the three of them, there were no blood ties just a deep familial love that could not be severed no matter what. 
Qin Mei left the hospital and headed back home. She stopped off at her house first to freshen up and get changed before heading over to Little Bo's place. Qin Mei did not go directly to Little Bo's room, she went to Bo Ling's room first. She wanted to clean the room up for her sister so that when she came back she would have a nice clean room to stay in.  As Qin Mei started pulling the sheets off the bed an object fell to the floor. 
Qin Mei knelt down and picked it up. It was a bunch of pieces of paper folded up together. Qin Mei opened it up to find it to be a letter. Qin Mei's hands started to tremble as she started reading the contents.
"To my dearest daughter. By the time you are reading this, I am probably already gone. The pain in my body has become too much to bear. I did not want to leave this world in such a way but I can no longer handle the pain that constantly shoots throughout my body. But before I go I must let you know a few things. That is why I am writing this letter. All those years ago when you were just a little baby I found you near a dumpster in City A. Some cruel minded person, actually left an adorable baby such as yourself to suffer the hardships of life at such a young age. At that time it seemed as if you were only a few months old. When I laid eyes on you I fell in love. Instead of taking you to the police station, as I should have, I took you home. During that time my life was very grey. But the day you entered my life color was once again added to it. You are the treasure I found that gave me something to work towards in life. 
Raising you became my goal in life. I told you that your father left when you were very young. But that was a story I made up the day you asked why you didn't have a daddy. I cried tears that night because I had to lie to you. At that time I found you I had a serious case of depression. I lost both my parents due to an accident and was having a hard time paying for the bills on the home my parents left me. But after I found you everything changed. I quit the job I had and started doing jobs that allowed me to bring you with me.
You became my life… No, I should say that you were my angel. A Guardian angel that broke me out of my depression. You actually saved my life. Because at that time I was thinking of ending my own suffering and joining my parents in the afterlife. 
As you got older and saw me struggling to make ends meet you even dropped out of school. As your mother, I felt upset that I was not able to give you a good life. But not once did you complain. You did oddball jobs and helped bring in more money which helped us a great deal. That year I borrowed money from loan sharks in order to pay for a few repairs to the house, made you suffer the most. Those people caused you to have a fear of men at a young age. My daughter, I am sorry. That was brought upon you by me and my foolish actions. If it was not for Qin Mei my dear sister I am sure our lives would have been a lot worse. Thanks to her the loan sharks finally left us alone so that we could continue our normal lives. I owe Sister Mei so much I don't even know how I could ever repay her.
Then there was the day you brought Lily home. That poor girl had such a horrific life. Such a kind girl treated in such a way brought tears to my eyes and made my heartache for her. It was then though with Lily in your life that I saw you truly smile for the first time since you were young. The two of you became like sisters in no time. I was truly happy that Lily came into your life. She changed our hard lives to one of ease within the first year she knew us. For this, I will always be grateful. There is no way I could ever pay her back for all she has done.
Now, my daughter, you are grown into such a beautiful woman. You finally met a man you love. You might not say it but I can tell by how you talk about him. The gentleness in your eyes gives it away. I hope in the future you will be able to marry him and have a good life together. Maybe even have a daughter of your own someday. 
My dearest daughter, Ru'er, although we are not related by blood. You are my Bo Ling's daughter. I love you and wish for you to have all the happiness in your life that you so dearly deserve. I am sorry that I am stubborn and did not want to see a doctor. They cost so much money, how could I ask for help when I already owe so much. Now that you are grown and have a life of your own now. I can leave this world content. 
Ru'er your mother loves you with all her heart… And I'm sorry I left like this."
Tears streamed down Qin Mei's cheeks...
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Death... That was all Lin Xiaoxiao got as she tried to walk down the red carpet at an awards show. Well, it should have been her death but when she woke from the darkness, she found her self in the body Xi Xiaoxiao. A girl who was the unwanted daughter of the Xi family. Beaten and enslaved, treated worse than an ant crawling on the ground. Lin Xiaoxiao promised she would get revenge on the Xi family for treating a little girl in such a horrific way. While taking back her title of top actress of the entertainment world at the same time! As an ex-top actress who can stop her? The one thing she did not count on was this devilish man who forced a kiss on her and whats worse is her body and soul cant resist him!

"Little beauty how about you help me warm my bed tonight?"

"I told you a thousand times don't call me little beauty! As for warming your bed... Not happening."

"Then how about I warm your bed then?"

"Mmm... This I can agree to. But after it is warm you will need to leave so I can go to bed. I'll be in the other room, take your time."

"Then I will just warm your body Instead."

".......Ah! Okay...."

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    Nuansa is on her way home right now. She keeps thinking about what's the best way to tell Reynand that she's rejecting the man. 
On the way, Nuansa met her old friend, her friend from elementary school named Fani.
"Nuansa!" exclaimed Fani.
"Fani?" said Nuansa, she looked incredulous at the figure she saw. The two of them then hugged.
"Where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere," said Nuansa.
"I'm currently studying outside J City. Incidentally, because these days are holidays, I can go home and have to come back the day after tomorrow. How about you?" asked Fani.
"Mmm, you see it for yourself, I'm still the same."
Fani then feels bad. "Do you want to come with me to buy a milkshake? I'll get one for you too."
"Milkshake?"
"Sshh, don't ask too many questions. Come on."
The two of them then approached a beverage outlet located not far from the police station where Reynand works.
"So, how are your sales results? Looks like it has increased a lot," asked Fani while enjoying her milkshake.
"Um, it only happened today. Everything is still the same as before."
"What about your parents? How's them?"
"Fani, can we not talk about this? I mean, I know you mean well, but, I don't want you to feel sorry for it or anything. Let's just talk about jobs, do you know a good job opening for me?"
"All right, I understand. Jobs? Nowadays is the age of the internet, why don't you just look for job vacancies on the internet?"
"Like what?"
"Selling your cassava chips in the online shop, making video content. I don't know, both of them are really good for you, I guess. You can focus on cassava making content if you want to make videos."
"What if I don't make it? Like, what if I lose profit?"
"Hahaha, the risk of loss for selling online is close to zero percent. As long as you have a smartphone and wi-fi or mobile data, you can be very successful."
"Smartphone?"
"Yes," said Fani, nodding and smiling.
"No other choice but a smartphone?"
"Why?"
"I ... don't have it, hehe."
"Hmm, I think there's still another way, like, maybe ... you can go to an internet cafe, for example. But, I'm not sure if an online shop can run smoothly via a computer, I mean, it better with a smartphone than with a computer."
"So this is the end, it seems my destiny is to become a seller of cassava chips."
"You can write online and earn a commission if you like writing of course."
"That's interesting, but unfortunately I don't have the talent to write at all."
They then fell silent. Fani then looked at Nuansa with a smile.
"It's okay, I'm sure there are other ways," said Fani.
"Forget it. Thanks for the milkshake, this is delicious. Go home, you must be wanted by your parents," said Nuansa.
"Wait a minute." Fani then entered the outlet, and approached a middle-age woman who sat on the cashier's chair, it seems that this woman is the owner of this beverage outlet.
"Maam, are there any vacancies here?" asked Fani.
"No," replied the middle-aged woman briefly. From a distance, Nuansa chuckled, Fani returned to his chair.
"Never mind, I said forget it," said Nuansa.
"Eh, how about you?" continued Nuansa.
"What?" asked Fani.
"Is there a guy who likes you?"
"Why did you suddenly ask that? Have you been proposed or something?"
"Hmmm, yes."
"Uuuh, who is that lucky guy?"
"I still haven't given my answer, because ... Hey! I'm asking you! Why did you ask back before answering?"
"Hehehe, actually I'm engaged."
"Eh?!" Nuansa suddenly checked Fani's ring finger. She found a ring on Fani's right ring finger.
"Do I know your fiancé? Is he's our friend from school?"
"Ehehe, no. He's my college friend."
"Tell me, how did it feel to be engaged? It must be very wonderful and fun, right?"
Fani then smiled and blinked her eyes. "Yes. And it can only be felt, not told. But, wait! I have an idea! I have an idea!"
"Huh? What?"
"You're a hired girlfriend!"
"Girlfriend? Hired?"
"Yes, just a moment, I'll open the site." Fani then opened her smartphone and opened a website that allows users to hire a hired girlfriend/boyfriend.
"Well, here. Here, you can register to become a hired girlfriend. Fill in your complete bio, then enter the rate, and just wait for the tenant to come to hire you as their fake girlfriend," said Fani.
"But, isn't this job have a high risk? You know what I mean."
"No, this site is one hundred percent safe, this site has offices in every province in Indonesia. The tenant must also fill in their data correctly and genuinely because someone from this site's office will come over them later to ensure that they're a good person when they hired a hired girlfriend or boyfriend. So the hired one will be fine."
"The site's party is really going to come over the tenant?"
"Of course, until now there have been no incidents of harassment or anything because of this site. I guarantee it, this site is very safe."
"Hmmm, okay, can you sign me up?"
"Ok, I'll fill in your data first."
Fani then focused on her smartphone and filled in Nuansa's personal data to registering her on that site.
"How much do you want to charge?" asked Fani.
"How much does the average person charge?" Nuansa asking back.
"Various, uncertain."
Nuansa then silently to think about it.
"Just charge fifty times cheaper than the cheapest that you ever see," said Nuansa. Fani was suddenly surprised by Nuansa's suggestion.
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, this is my business strategy, you'll understand later."
Fani thought for a moment. "Ah ... Alright, you are smart."
"In this way, there will be many who wants you, so tomorrow you can get a tenant. Tomorrow, meet me again here, we'll see which man you choose," continued Fani.
"So, I don't need to go to the internet cafe anymore?" asked Nuansa.
"At first I thought you were going to charge at an expensive price, but with this strategy, in just a few hours you will have got a lot of potential tenants."
"Very well. Thanks for everything."
"You're welcome, glad to be able to help my old friend."
Nuansa then chuckled. "I'll go home first."
"See you tomorrow!" exclaimed Fani, Nuansa only smiled.
***
Arriving home, Nuansa was greeted by her mom who looked worried about her. Maybe because Nuansa never came home too late like this, so her mom is worried.
"Nuansa, where are you been?" asked Durah, Nuansa's mom.
"I got a new job, mom!" said Nuansa while hugging her mom with joy.
"Huh?" Durah looked confused and sighed because of Nuansa's hug.
"I'm going to be a hired girlfriend!"
"Hired girlfriend?! No! No! I won't let you!"
"Mom, listen to me first." Nuansa then explains everything in detail. Durah then considered her decision.
"How? You'll let me, right?" asked Nuansa after explaining everything.
"Sounds good, but ... How about our cassava chip business?" said Durah.
"I'll ask for a daily wage, so mom and dad don't need to make the cassava chips anymore"
"You guarantee it? I mean, is this job can be our hope?"
"Of course! I guarantee it one hundred percent!"
"Hmm, all right, I'm letting you."
"Mwah! Mwah! Thank you, mom! I'm sure that this work will change our lives! By the way, our cassava chips are sold out today," said Nuansa while kissing Durah's cheeks. Durah looks happy when she finds out that her cassava chips are sold out today.
"What's happening? Why are you guys so loud?" asked Arfan, Nuansa's father, who came out of their house because he heard the voice of his wife and his daughter who sounded very happy. Nuansa and Durah then smiled at the question.

Do you need a hired girlfriend service at the cheapest rate? 

That's Nuansa, a 21-year-old girl who's a seller of cassava chips.

One day, she decided to be a hired girlfriend to earn more income, but an unexpected thing happened: her client is the most perverted person in the world. 

No. In the whole universe!

"Ok, can I ask you now?" said Neptunus.

"You can ask me whatever you want," Nuansa replied.

"But, you must answer it because I'll only ask you one question."

"Of course, I will answer you."

Neptunus then brought his face closer to Nuansa's face and stared at her intently. This, of course, made Nuansa's heart beat faster and faster.

"What is your bra size?" Neptunus asked. 

"...huh???"

Having already signed the contract, could Nuansa stay as Neptunus's hired girlfriend for one month according to the agreement in their contract?.

Could her heart sways by the client hiding a bitterness of his life and a mystery behind his annoying attitude?.

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In an ordinary house in an ordinary room there lived a doll-like girl who wasn't known to have many expressions. Contrary to her calm and steady exterior, this little girl had many thoughts rolling about inside of her head.

Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was ten years old. She was born to a mother who worked in finance and a father who worked in IT. The little girl had no siblings and wasn't allowed to keep pets because the family moved very frequently due to the nature of their jobs. The house was almost always empty and Scarlet used to have a babysitter over when she was younger but that changed after she turned five. The doll-like girl hated going home because it was always quiet and a little eery.

Today, she chose to head straight back home instead of hanging out in the library. Neither of her parents would be home this early so it would be the perfect opportunity for Scarlet to have some alone time away from the judging stares of others.

Little Scarlet refused to be picked up by chauffers and chose to take the bus instead. It was the compromise she made with her parents in return for refusing to move houses again. Ever since Scarlet entered the elementary school of her parents' selection, she always felt as if something was off. Given their strict and unyielding nature, Scarlet was surprised that this was one battle she managed to win.

The little girl had her hair pulled into two symmetrical twin tails using simple blue ribbons. Her straight long black hair bounced in the wind as she stared blankly out her room's window. Mrs Liu hated having the windows open but she wasn't around today to comment on it. Scarlet didn't care about the neighbour's son who was entranced by her beauty. Her obsidian eyes contrasted with her fair skin greatly and created a picturesque view of a living doll.

Beside her was the letter of invitation she received a few days ago. If it wasn't for the weird stares and special treatment she received after the names were revealed, Scarlet would have been more than content with hiding behind a computer writing for strangers after spending the week psychoanalysing her human subject. Humans are fascinating creatures and Scarlet didn't feel any particular attachment to them. It was like watching a movie but better.

Scarlet was many things but a genius was not one of them. She wasn't 'gifted' and certainly didn't want to be 'special'. Accepting the offer meant that she would once again be separated from the class and society. If there was something Scarlet hated, it was being categorised into something that the masses agreed on.

"It was definitely plotted by them..." she whispered. "Why else would they agree on letting me attend a school in a country that they hardly lived in?"

Even though she was angry, there was not a single crease in her serene expression. Her anger was redirected to the letter that was not just another crumpled piece of paper in her hand. Releasing that the paper was innocent, Scarlet smoothened it out again. It was time that she got back at her parents. Who said that you had to be an adult before you could take charge of your life?

No, Scarlet was going to start now. If accepting the offer meant a chance away from those manipulative folks, she would do it. However, she would never conform to what society expected her to be. The world was not only made of only black and white but also a whole range of grey in between.

"I'm not going to be a genius," she told the reflection in the mirror. "I'm not going to be ordinary."

She undid the ribbons of her twin tails and grabbed a pair of scissors. "I'm going to be half a genius," she told herself and closed her eyes as a huge lock of straight black hair fell to the floor.

At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

Note: Slow progress. Talks of some darker topics in life eg: Depression, PTSD, adoption and acceptance.

Drama seekers, toxic bitches and overly-sensitive folks who cannot chillax not welcomed. Author also has indemnity to typo, grammar mistakes and English bugs throughout the story.

You have been warned. Proceed with caution and enjoy.

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A place where time does not exist existed. Wait no, let me correct that.
A place where time is insignificant existed. Now, that's better.

You may not believe it, but how can I not?  I am living- I mean, staying here and I have one job.

To write.

Everyone here has one job, a job unique to us. Work that we will perform until we leave this place.

Before we entered this place, we were given choices - to do a job here or go to where our souls belong. I chose the former because I felt it was the right choice.

Maybe, I was anticipating that I can finally have my dream job, which is writing, or it was just curiosity. Whatever it may be, it was enough to make me choose to do a job.

Luckily, being a writer was still on the list of available jobs. Editing, which no one chose since the beginning, would've been my second choice.

Writing was my passion, but I never got to do it. I don't even know if I had talent in it since I died too early. Be a doctor or an engineer, then live your life - that's how I was supposed to live.

But after becoming a doctor, I got here. I never got to live my life. Anyway, enough drama.

Unlike the living dimension, talent doesn't matter here. Choose a job, and you'll be able to do it without hiccups.


Want to read without being bored? Here, you can memorize anything you read.

Was your body way too stiff for a simple dance move? In here, just a movement of your hand would be elegant like a ballerina.

You have one job that you can do to your heart's content. But then, you must be wondering, how can we leave?

I honestly don't know. Aside from our jobs, we can't do anything else. Even talking is not allowed - another person already has that job.


Well, I don't care. All I want is to write, write, and write. That's everything for me.

Everything was perfect until the day when the dimension was fully packed came.

"We have an announcement, ladies and gentlemen: All the jobs are taken, and we will temporarily close the dimension. I repeat, All the jobs are taken..."


By the way, that was Wei, the guy who had the announcer job. I told you, even talking was a job.


Back to the main point, closing the dimension? I couldn't care less about the others who just came here for fun, but how about those who wanted to be here like me? Will they wait for eternity until the dimension opens up again, or will they automatically go to either of the two places?


Well, I only have one way to answer that. I'll need to write about this.

We all live, we all die. But have you ever wondered what really happens after we die?

I thought my end would be either at those two places but a dimension where time does not exist, existed.

In here, we all have one job. One can clean anything, another can teach anything. And mine?

Well, I can write anything. Even things I never knew in my whole lifetime, I can write about it.

I never knew what love is. I never knew what it feels to be loved or to love.

Will a pen really be enough to know? Should I write about the thing called "love"?

Is love that shallow?

I don't think so.

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Join 'Writer' and the fam as they uncover their life's biggest secret. This is a bit of a 'slice of life' genre (I think?) although the setting is on the afterlife.

Anyway, hoping for your support! (*ehem* PowerStones *ehem*)

*****

Eden just lies down on her sleeping bag inside her tent, a flickering candle providing a dim light beside her as she flipped the pages of her journal in the beginning first pages to where she had written her first entries from when the zombie apocalypse began, how it started and when it started.

Eden's gaze was almost distant as she read the written entries again as she remembered those dark horrific time that happened so suddenly a year before.

She decided to write another entry to her recent one, reached for her pen that was there beside the candle, and despite the low dim light, she can see very well to read and write even in the dark.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: DAY UNKNOWN, 8TH MONTH AUGUST, 2XXX

Hey, it's me again, Eden.

I had to write this down just so you can get the idea of how long has it been since I had remembered on when, where, and how this apocalypse all began.

It had all happened and started so suddenly that anyone including me wouldn't have expected it at all or was even prepared for it.

It was just a year ago that it all began.

Starting the first days when I first moved into this city, thinking that this place might be the chance I'm looking to have a normal life.  Me finding and living a simple apartment, searching and working in a normal job and so on as normal and simple like that.

But I didn't know that everything was going to change.

Just go to the beginning.

And you'll understand.

*****

Eden finished writing, put her pen aside and then flipped to the first pages again, reading the first entries once more before the candle goes out and she goes to sleep peacefully for another night.

Her mind wandered off as she read her first written entries again, remembering those times.

*****

A YEAR AGO BEFORE APOCALYPSE

Eden was so happy that she felt like screaming with joy as she finally putting the last storage box into the storage room inside her new and cheap apartment she's now living in, after moving into the metropolitan city.

She looked around at her space which is already filled with furniture and stuff and decently made up in a simple homely appearance.

She was happy at this kind of simple set-up for she isn't like most people who wanted to decorate in a fancy or messy way.

Once she double-checks everything and saw that everything is all fixed up and fitted to her satisfaction, she went straight towards her desk where a newly-bought big book is at the top and a new pen is there beside it.

She opened it, almost caressing her new personal item like it's a treasure and then started writing on the first blank page.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 1ST DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, 2XXX

Hi! This is Eden, the new owner, and writer of this new journal.

I just moved here into the metropolitan city.  But I will not write here exactly where and who I am, because if ever I lost this book somewhere in the city whenever and wherever I bring it along, I'd rather not have some stranger find out even if it's a kind Samaritan one or something.

There are plenty of other journals in the world obviously, so it's not a loss that I lost this one, even if it's like a diary to me.

It's not like I don't care if someone did read what's inside it since it's just some random stuff I write in here about what I'm doing in my life, what my thoughts are and venting out my frustrations.

Anyway, I'm getting a little sidetracked.

I just found and moved into a new apartment, it's simple and luckily cheap.  And it's in a good neighborhood where I don't have to worry about coming home late at night and worry about some gangsters that are going to be roaming about the streets.

Not that I don't know whether there are in this city I moved in.  But I hope there aren't some here.

Seriously, all I want and wish for in my life is a quiet and peaceful normal life for once.

Since the beginning when I was a kid, my whole life has been noisy, hectic and a complete mess with me being someone used something like a punching bag verbally or used as an outlet from my own family's frustrations.

Don't get me wrong. I love my family and I do really.

But for once in the former past of my life, would it be nice for them to at least not try to use me as a verbal punching bag for almost all my life?

I have ignored them or tuned them out whenever they talked bad to me as if I didn't do anything good in my life, since my high school, college and now my first ex-job days.

Hey, all I want is just normal life.  That's it.

Simply put, it's not like I want to go anywhere if I had super-high grades or anything.

I don't want to be one of those people looking for supreme and high-end rich jobs that will provide so much for me and my family.

That's not me at all.

Sure, my whole family has been medium-poor in a way of sorts.  But it's not like we're about to go homeless so soon.

That's just me sounding a bit selfish for myself but I'm telling the truth here.

Anyway, I finally had enough and when I secretly saved enough money for myself, I left my family behind without looking back except leaving a simple note and then moved away to this city so that I can firmly become a sole independent.

Most of my life, I have been doing something for my life, it's just that my family didn't even consider listening to me or giving me a chance to show it.

Well, who cares about them?

As the saying goes, they'll reap what they sow when the time comes.

So right now, before I finish writing this entry.  I'm about to go to my new job, which it's only a part-time job as an office assistant in a small firm during the day and cashier at a small grocery store during the night.

Though it's part-time, I'm just content with that. I have enough money saved up for myself that's with me kept safe and hidden in cash and the one in my bank account.

I'm off to bath and get ready for work.

So stay tuned for more! (smiles, laughter)

I'm writing this in my journal to liven it up and lighten up a little.

I'll be writing my next entry and tell you how my first days go here in my new normal life at this new place.

*****

After Eden finished writing her first entry in her new book journal, she stopped and put down her pen and sighed and stretched her arms up high as if instantly tired from writing and then rotated her neck around to heal the strain she's feeling inside.

Then she turned her head to look at the curtained windows beside her and the desk she's sitting next to and slowly stood from her chair and went over to it.

Eden moved the curtains a bit, staring at the grand and beautiful view before her which is going to be usual and normal in her new life.

She wouldn't trade it for anything and if ever in the future that something goes wrong, she won't go back to her life before and keep on trying and moving forward to stay and live in the city.

Then she let the curtains fall back into covering her windows and she walked to her bathroom to shower and prepare herself for her new part-time jobs and start working in her first days living and working in the city.

Little did Eden know, it is that her whole life is going to change.

In an unexpected way that she had never expected and wasn't prepared for it.

*****

It was exactly 7 days later, right there in the same apartment at the same city Eden is living in for only a week now.

Eden came bursting through the door like a bomb just exploded from outside and she ran for cover in her apartment instantly.

She quickly slammed shut and locked the door with the double locks latched as well and she panted heavily as if she was running a long marathon.

Then Eden seemed urgent and panicked and felt like she had to write in her journal to calm herself down from what she seemed to saw or witnessed before.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 7TH DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, YEAR 2XXX

Holy Mary Mother herself and Jesus Christ himself too!

Sorry, I wrote this so suddenly that I couldn't help but do it.

I'm sure you're wondering why I'm suddenly writing and looking a bit frantic in this entry.

Well, something happened that I didn't expect it at all and I'm pretty sure that the people aren't as well when they saw the news and heard stories and rumors about it.

I don't exactly know when, where and how it happened.

But it did so suddenly that I wasn't even prepared for it.

This is how it all started in the beginning.

I'm writing it all here in my journal.

The first days of the apocalypse.

*****

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I am alone.
In a Zombie Apocalypse.
I'm on a self-journey to find more survivors or trying to find a safe place.
Or I'm just living through it and surviving all by myself.
Listen to my story.
Listen or read about my survival.
It is all here in my SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL

*****

A lone survivor.
Since the beginning of the Apocalypse.
She survives through a hellish fallen world.
With nothing but her wits and a few skills that she has from her former normal life and learned throughout the apocalypse.
Listen to her tale.
Listen to what she has gone through in her survival through everything and how she managed to stay alive.
Listen or Read her SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL.

*****

"How long have you been alone?"

"Since the very beginning."

"How did you survive by yourself?"

"Nothing.  Nothing but with just my wits and a few skills and smarts that I have learned throughout everything."

"I'm surprised you're even sane and alive for so long and being alone."

"Oh, I'm not alone.  I have my journal."

*****
(Author's Note: This is a fictional story.  It is not based in real life at all.)

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*This story will contain images along with things that will be important to the story. If you would like to see all the content that comes with the reading, go check it out on wattpad. My wattpad is uchihasophia* 
"AISH IMA BE LATE" I argue with myself as I run with books and papers in my hand. Before I noticed I was on the floor with all my items everywhere, I try to rush to pick them up but what I didn't notice is that someone was helping me. I only noticed when we touched hands picking up a paper. I look up and see this male, he was cute I thought to myself but before I can stop my thoughts from wondering he begins to talk. "Ahh sorry I didn't mean to cause this mess!" he apologizes but in a giggly way. "nooo, your fine, it's my fault I was in a rush and didn't look where I was going. I have to go but thank you for helping me." I bow down and speak nervously as I run away to my job before I get fired. "Wait, that guy was cute. Although, I didn't see his face since I was panicking his voice sounded familiar and smoothing... UGH WHAT ARE YOU THINKING I NEED TO GO BEFORE I GET FIRED!!"  I mentally scowl myself. 


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                            Hongjoong POV: 
That girl was very pretty, she was memorizing.... but she dropped something a moon shaped necklace with the letters [First letter of your name and m] the necklace was really pretty it weirdly reminded me of her. "YA YOU FORG-" before I could finish my sentence she was gone. I just put the necklace in my pocket and went to my destination, I had no time to look for her.


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                             Later at your job 


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"Hello Y/n, may I have a word" your manger says to you as you nod your head and follow him to his office. 
"I have received a request for a personal interpreter for a company, the job is only for 2 weeks. I would like to send you for the job since your skill has been proved in the past jobs. Will you take the job?" Your manager speaks.
"Yes sir, I will accept the job." You speak.
"Great, the job starts Monday. I will send you the details of the job and the company will explain further to you. For now, you have the meeting with them tomorrow. Your released for today, you may go home and go over the details." 
"Thank you sir" you walk out of the office. "YES FINALLY I GET TO GET OUT OF THIS OFFICE" you celebrate in your head. 


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*your get all your stuff ready and ride a taxi to your apartment, you had a nice apartment, as for a translator/interpreter for 3 languages you made an amazing amount of money. You also were a pretty big deal on social media. On your free time you made covers and dance covers and liked to model on your own* 


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*as you get home you look over the details of 
the job and you couldn't believe your eyes*


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"No way...." you whisper to yourself as you see the job you have been offered.


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                            To be continued..
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A/N
AHHH sorry I'm so bored and I'm on a trip at the moment and have nothing to do so I'm writing this for fun- I have no idea if ima continue cause I want it to have a special meaning and an actual plot but rn there's nothing 😃✋

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