The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

After returning home, Feige ate dinner, finished her homework, and went to bed.

Feige was happy to be free since there were no evening self-study sessions at this high school.

By midnight, Feige couldn't sleep.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Can't sleep"

"Master, what do you want to do?"

"How much pocket money did the original owner receive in a month?"

"2"

"No wonder those people are so shameless; they can't bear to part with it."

"Master, habits are terrifying."

"Hmm, it was terrifying. Oh, by the way, how did the original owner die?"

"She had an argument with those people the day before, and they said she wasn't a good friend, so she treated them to food and bought them a lot of good stuff. In the end, she couldn't eat a single bite herself. After coming back, she became more and more upset, and then she died."

"Is this stupid? You're so sensitive. Are friends that easy to find? True friends are hard to come by."

“The nanny only took care of her food and clothing, and did not teach her any principles of life. Not to mention her parents, we only saw them a few times a year, you could count them on your fingers.”

"Isn't being alone good? If you can endure loneliness and resist temptation, the world is so big. If you have the money, why not go out and see more of it? Why waste money on unnecessary things?"

"Who says otherwise? It's incredibly stupid."

They chatted for a long time, then Feige got sleepy and fell asleep, sleeping soundly until dawn.

"Master, it's 7 a.m., you need to get up, otherwise you won't have time for breakfast."

Feige opened her eyes, quickly got up, dressed, washed up, and then went downstairs with her schoolbag.

"Auntie, I want to eat breakfast."

Feige called out softly.

The aunt peeked out from the kitchen.

"Miss, you're awake. It'll be ready soon."

"Auntie, I'll have breakfast at home."

A little while later, the nanny came out with breakfast.

Crystal buns, chicken rolls, milk, eggs—Feige sat down and started driving.

She ate it all without hesitation.

"Hmm, it tastes pretty good." It's just not as good as Fengzi's.

Feige finished breakfast at 7:30. She ran to the door, got into the car, and the driver drove away.

"Uncle, there's an exam today, hurry up, it's a very important exam," Feige said softly.

"Understood, Miss."

The driver rushed to the school as fast as he could, burst into the classroom, and found the teacher already there. She quickly sat down.

"Today is the monthly mock exam. There are still 80 days until the college entrance exam, so everyone should stay focused."

The test papers were handed out, and Feige quickly started answering the questions.

The teacher stood beside her, watching her write, and grew increasingly satisfied. This child was a promising talent, but had been led astray by those other girls. It was a great thing that she recognized her mistakes and was willing to correct them; it wasn't too late.

The exam was over. Feige lay on the table, opened her cup to drink water, and then saw the resentful looks from those girls.

"Master, these people are sick."

"To hell with him."

The next two periods were exams. After the exams, it was lunchtime. Feige went to the cafeteria for lunch. She ran very fast, ordered a bowl of shredded pork with garlic sauce over rice, and then went to a quiet corner to eat it heartily.

When the girls arrived, Feige ignored them, quickly finished eating, put down her bowl, and left.

I didn't say a single word to them the whole time.

Back in the classroom, Feige took a half-hour nap, and then started doing her exercises.

Another exam in the afternoon.

School's out.

Feige walked to the school gate with her schoolbag on her back. Those people came again, so Feige quickly ran away, not giving them a chance at all.

After getting home, Feige ate dinner, did her homework, and then went to sleep.

It rained last night, and it was very cool. Feige slept very well.

The nanny woke her up in the morning because she had overslept, and so had Wu Tang in the space.

Not having time for breakfast, Feige had to eat in the car.

After getting off the bus and arriving at the school gate, a boy walked over.

After saying "I like you," he ran away.

Feige: "..." What's wrong with you? Didn't you say that you can't date in your senior year of high school? Are you trying to kill me?

"Master, this is probably the work of those girls."

"To hell with him."

Feige walked to the classroom door and, sure enough, saw the boy and the girls whispering to each other.

Feige walked in, pretending not to see anything. She sat down and took out her workbook.

The man came again and handed Feige a note with a sentence on it: I like you, I want you to be my girlfriend.

Feige stood up, walked over to the boy, and kicked him away.

Then he walked up to the group of girls, picked up one in each hand, and threw them out.

They happened to be stacked together.

Feige returned to her seat and continued reading.

"Tch, what a waste of my time. Don't you know that time is money and money can't buy time? A bunch of idiots."

……

The exam results came out yesterday.

The teacher came with the test papers.

"The results of this exam were quite good. The student who made the most progress is XXX from our class. He deserves encouragement and should continue to work hard."

When Feige was called out, she just smiled.

"Master, you came in second place!"

"Hmm, it's alright."

In just one day, Feige was called upon many times and became a role model for learning. As long as you put your heart into it and calm down, you will definitely reap great rewards.

At lunchtime, the boy came again, this time carrying a bouquet of flowers.

Before he could speak, Feige threw him and the flowers into the middle of the playground.

Just then, the principal passed by and saw what was written on the note. The man was dumbfounded; he knew he was doomed.

Sure enough, his parents were called in, and the girls were also implicated.

They were all punished by having to clean the toilets next to the playground every day. Considering that they were about to graduate from high school, the school decided not to give them any other punishments.

"Master, what do you think of this punishment?"

"It's not good, what's it to me?"

After school, Feige walked to the school gate, where several people stopped her.

"Master, they have knives."

"Little girl, let's go."

Feige followed them into an alley.

"Young lady, someone wants to teach you a lesson. We're just doing this for money."

"Don't be so polite, come on in. But I'd like to know how much those people are willing to give you?"

"That's none of your business," the man opposite said.

"Alright, come on, don't regret it."

Feige didn't bother with words and quickly took them down.

The speed was so fast that none of them had time to react before they all collapsed and couldn't get up.

"Wu Tang, a few ropes."

"Master, we've arrived, and we're very sturdy."

Feige tied up a group of people, then knocked them all unconscious and put them into his spatial dimension.

At the intersection, Feige found the driver.

"Miss, why are you so late today?"

"The teacher went over the practice exercises, and we went over time."

"Okay miss"

When I got home, it was the same routine: eat, do homework, and then go to sleep.

Feige woke up in the middle of the night.

"Wu Tang, lead the way. These people are so annoying, should we get them something?"

"No problem, Master."

Feige went to the home of one of the girls. Her family was of modest means. Feige couldn't understand why she didn't work hard when she knew she wasn't well-off. Instead, she just daydreamed all day long.

Feige knocked the girl unconscious and wrote a sentence on her face: "Study hard and make progress every day."

The kind that can't be wiped off, until the college entrance exam is over.

Feige then visited the remaining homes and found that all the families were quite well-off. Feige was speechless. If the families were so rich, why did the original owner have to pay the bill? Was it because she felt awkward or something?

"Master, what are you thinking about? There's a saying: 'A fool wouldn't take advantage of a good deal.'"

"Fine, let him die."

Feige knocked out all the people she hated. Two sentences were written on their faces: "Study hard and make progress every day; humility makes one improve."

Finally, there was that boy. His family wasn't well-off. Feige knew that these girls must have been trying to lure him with money, which was why he did those things. Feige wrote a sentence on his face: "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black. If you want to get ahead, you have to work hard yourself."