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Signing In For Eight Years, I Was Exposed As A Zillionaire!

Ye Xuan transmigrated back to when he was an infant cuddling in the embraces of his nine older sisters. He activated the God-tier Sign-in System. [You are hugged by your eldest sister, who is the COO of a financial conglomerate. You signed in and obtained RMB100000000.] [You are fed medicine by your second sister, who is crowned the God Hand. You signed in and acquired god-tier acupuncture skills.] [You trained along with your third sister, who is a Martial Arts Grandmaster. You signed in and your overall physique improved.] [You live-streamed with your fourth sister, who is the top news anchor in the country. You signed in and acquired extraordinary good looks.] …… Ye Xuan could sign in daily! After staying in the city and signing in for eight years, Ye Xuan had accumulated an astronomical amount of wealth and become a billionaire. On his eighth birthday, his nine sisters were forced by the grand elder of their clan to get married. Just when everyone had lost hope of turning things around, Ye Xuan hopped down from his eldest sister’s embrace and said, “You’re marrying my sisters off against their wills. Have you consulted me about this?”

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Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Ye Xuan followed closely behind. The moment he walked out of the door, he saw the manager guarding the door respectfully. When he saw Ye Xuan coming out, he immediately welcomed him and lowered his head respectfully.

"It's Chairman Ye."

Ye Xuan nodded at him and spoke as he walked.

"The chef's culinary skills are not bad. You can add some bonuses appropriately. When you're free, hold a meeting and teach the receptionists and attendants how to deal with unreasonable customers. Do you understand?"

"Alright, Chairman Ye. I'll listen to your instructions."

The manager bowed and agreed. His attitude was extremely respectful.

Ye Xuan didn't say anything else. He opened the elevator and took it down, returning to the presidential suite on the top floor.

After entering, his sisters had already returned to their rooms to take an afternoon nap. The snoring of his father, Ye Hongliang, also passed through the bedroom and echoed in the living room.