Lin Feng was at rock bottom—buried in debt, stuck in a dead-end job, and barely surviving as a struggling college student. His fridge contained nothing but a single egg and regret.  

Then, one day, his life changed forever.  

> [Ding!]
> [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Rich System!]  
> [Spending money on women increases their favorability at 2x, 3x, or more!]  
> [Reach favorability milestones to receive cash returns—higher favorability, higher profits!] 

At first, Lin Feng thought it was a scam… until 5,000 yuan appeared in his bank account.  

Now, armed with a system that rewards extravagant spending on women, Lin Feng must navigate the world of wealth, luxury, and high society. But there’s a catch—  
- Cheap gifts don’t count.
- Unnecessary spending lowers the favorability boost. 
- Some women require more than money to be impressed.  
- And sometimes, the system throws in humiliating spending challenges.

From sharp and ambitious career women to calculating high-society heiresses, rising celebrities, and even a mysterious billionaire widow, Lin Feng must learn how to play the game—or risk losing everything.  

Can an unlucky underdog turn money into power, respect, and romance? Or will wealth bring him more trouble than he ever imagined?

One thing’s for sure—**he’s about to find out.

Lin Feng's head still hummed from last night's hotel stunt as he slumped into his classroom seat. The memory of Shen Xinya's raised eyebrow—that look, the one that said "I see you"—sent a thrill down his spine. Ten percent favorability. Not bad for a night's work.  


[Objective: Humiliate the gatekeepers. Become legend.]


Lin Feng snorted. The System had developed a personality lately—snarky bastard.  


He tapped the app store. Time to play.  


The chat erupted before he even sent a message.  


[Chat: LMAO this guy's profile pic is a literal cigarette butt]


Lin Feng stared at the notification. Qin Lulu's mods had yeeted him faster than a spoiled heir tossing a empty champagne bottle.  


He switched to the underdog's stream. Xiaoyu's face filled the screen, her smile strained as Qin Lulu's gift counter ballooned. Her chat was a funeral.  


[Chat: Give up sis, her sugar daddy's online]


Lin Feng's thumb hovered over the gift icon.  


[Mr. Poor Cigarette sent 100 Pink Diamonds (1,000,000¥)]


Xiaoyu choked on her water. "Cough—WHAT?"


Lin Feng leaned back, grinning, and unleashed hell.  


The animation crashed weaker phones. Qin Lulu's smirk died mid-live.  


[Chat: BRO THAT'S A DOWN PAYMENT ON A VILLA]


[Chat: SOMEONE CHECK HIS WALLET FOR A PRINTING PRESS]


Xiaoyu won by five million. The platform servers coughed blood.  


- Qin Lulu:"Baby I was hacked—let's dinner? 🥺"


- Mods:"Pls come back we'll lick your shoes"


- Xiaoyu:"…are you a bored trillionaire or what?"*  


[Heavenly Circle Invite: Welcome to the jungle, apex predator.]


Lin Feng exhaled smoke from his (actual) cigarette. The game just leveled up.


Chapter 11 - Chapter 11: The Rise of Mr. Poor Cigarette