He won 900 million in the lottery.

Chapter 172 What I Want to Say

Ding Mo's words were like plucking the strings of memories.

The atmosphere became very strange.

Ding Mo picked up her wine glass: "I'm going to sleep. You guys chat."

the University.

Debate competition.

Love is not a transaction.

Wu Yingrong, a freshman: "When people calculate the price of roses, treat vows as verbal contracts, and view money as nourishment for love, what are lovers anymore? Business partners?"

Me: "15 can buy your partner's working hours, another 10 can make him work overtime and come home late. Another 30 is enough to make him find someone new. Another 100 million, and that marriage certificate, the vows between lovers, will become the shackles binding him on his path to new love."

Wu Yingrong was so angry that she threw down the microphone and left.

Wu Yingrong: "Tianyi, do you know why I got angry and left that day?"

Me: "Everyone's saying you and your boyfriend broke up."

Wu Yingrong laughed: "I didn't have a boyfriend. The day before the debate, a senior student offered to pay me 30 yuan to be his mistress. You know what? After the debate, I agreed."

I remained silent.

I don't know how to speak.

"Hehe, I have to thank you."

Wu Yingrong stood up, holding a glass of red wine and dancing to the music: "Look, I bought this 300 million yuan house in full. Among my classmates, who is as outstanding as me?"

This is not good news for me.

I will not kill Bo Ren.

Bo Ren died because of me.

"And what about you now?"

My voice trembled slightly as I awaited Wu Yingrong's answer, hoping it would offer me some solace.

"Now, I am his lover, and he is Su Kang's boss."

Wu Yingrong's words were like a knife, completely severing my last glimmer of hope.

"sorry."

Wu Yingrong cupped my face in her hands: "There's nothing to apologize for. You showed me a wider world. Otherwise, I would have ended up like Ding Mo, graduating from university, falling in love, breaking up after the pandemic, and dragging my luggage like a stray dog, homeless."

"You have Su Kang, he likes you so much."

"If he knew I was his boss's mistress, would he still like me?"

I can't guarantee that.

Furthermore, it is impossible to morally blackmail Su Kang.

"Just like you said, love is a transaction, and I got a great experience."

Wu Yingrong wiped away her tears and raised her wine glass.

"Hehe, we've gone off-topic. Come on, Cheers. Let's have our boss, Mr. Shen, tell us his story of how he made his fortune over the years."

He swallowed a large mouthful of red wine.

I told them about how I was scammed while running a club, and how I sold my car to go to Shanghai to make TikTok videos, only to lose all my capital in the end.

Of course, I told a white lie in the middle of the story.

I hooked up with a woman from Shanghai, and transformed myself back in my hometown to become an investor.

Working on engineering projects.

To generate computing power.

Until now, I've come to the provincial capital and started working in the supply chain.

Wu Yingrong and I drank the last drop of wine, and she lay on the sofa muttering, "You are the protagonist of that novel. You had such a hard life in the first half, but the second half was like you had a cheat code."

She was a little drunk.

I carried her and put her on the bed in the bedroom.

Ding Mo's bedroom door was ajar. I pushed it open and found that she was already asleep.

Close the door.

After I leave.

Ding Mo went to Wu Yingrong's room, and the two lay in the same quilt, embracing each other.

He's gone.

"kindness."

Wu Yingrong turned around and embraced Ding Mo, kissing her lips fiercely. The two women warmed each other in the still chilly spring weather.

the next day.

Wang Chen called me.

He invited me to his company.

Of course I arrived on time.

"How about it, want to have a good drink at noon?"

"Hold on. I have to meet with a client this afternoon; I need to maintain a presentable appearance."

"Then let's just grab some staff food. Come on, let me show you around our company."

It started as a franchise.

Then comes starting a business.

Holding up a blind box featuring his company's IP, Wang Chen said, "At first, I thought, 'A box costs 300 yuan, what idiot would buy it?' Later, someone told me that you could get a plush toy worth 2 yuan from it, and that people were willing to pay 4 or even 5 yuan for that plush toy on the market. So, I became that idiot and spent a whole 10 yuan to learn my lesson."

By manipulating expectations, amplifying anxieties, and constructing social validation, consumers are drawn into a seemingly self-chosen but actually precisely guided consumer frenzy. This deeply integrates psychological principles, behavioral economics laws, and modern consumer demands, imbuing them with monetary value, thus forming a sophisticated "psychological-commercial" closed-loop mechanism.

This is what blind boxes are.

Me: "What about those IPs, anime..."

Wang Chen: "That's just an identity and symbol given to it. It's just a different skin for Labubu. Whether it's Crayon Shin-chan or Nezha, it's just a thing, something to attract the attention of rich people. Some people collect it, some people make money from it, and some people pay high prices. That's how the business is made."

indeed.

I found it a bit addictive.

Staff canteen.

"Sigh, what have you been busy with these past two years? Everyone in the group chats occasionally, but you never say a word."

"Busy making money, huh?"

"Of course. Did you make any money?"

"I made money."

"Want to play a couple of rounds? Let's jointly develop a new IP and make it big. Even if it can't reach the level of Pop Mart, it would be great if it could become a sensation."

I suddenly realized that Hu Chuyue's private domain traffic, combined with blind boxes, would be perfect.

"Sure, do you have an investment budget?"

Wang Chen waved, and an employee walked over.

"Mr. Wang."

"There's a document in the first drawer on the right side of my desk. Could you get it for me?"

"OK."

I watched the beautiful female employee leave.

"Did you design the workwear?"

"How is it?"

"A feast for the eyes."

"Sigh, women are all the same, it's boring to look at them every day. I really don't understand Su Kang."

Me: "They only value what they can't have, unlike you."

The pretty female employee brought the documents over, and Su Kang handed them to me.

"Were you prepared all along?"

"It was prepared last year, but we haven't found a suitable candidate yet."

"Not even Chu Feng?"

"His allowance is only enough for his daily expenses; any investment still requires his father's approval. You know, once money gets involved, the relationship between brothers changes."

As I flipped through the documents, without looking up, I replied, "Aren't you afraid that our relationship will be tainted by money and turn sour?"

"I'm not afraid."

Why?

"Because you have money."

"What's your budget?"

"2000 million is enough."

"Add another 2000 million, let's go all in!"

"You dare to invest so much money after just glancing at the documents? Aren't you afraid of being scammed?"

"I'm not afraid."

Why?

"Because you're the main character, you've never lost."

Speculators invest in people, risk, and profit.

Back at the company, the financing for ZG continued in earnest.

Outside the conference room, investment institutions lined up, waiting to meet me.

This is my daily life.

Just like Wu Yingrong didn't force her own life onto Su Kang, but let him understand and make his own choices.

It's like I could easily spend money to support every woman I meet, so why don't I just keep a sugar daddy/sugar baby?

Just like how a loser can't understand why a rich man, whose wife is so beautiful, would still seek out flight attendants, young models, or respectable women.

Su Kang only had eyes for the perfect Wu Yingrong.

In my eyes, there are only people of value.

A loser's eyes are only on sex and women, and that includes their mind.