Chapter 122 One Hundred Million US Dollars
Chapter 122 One Hundred Million US Dollars
"So how much can you actually earn?"
Fan Bingbing voiced his true feelings, and Tong Liya and Liu Qianqian also sat up straight.
"Do you know Giants?" Zhou Xiaobai asked, keeping everyone in suspense before revealing the name of the country's richest man.
"I know, I know, they sell software," Liu Qianqian blurted out. There are guys on TV every day; even if she pretended not to hear, it wouldn't make sense.
"We'll be just as rich as him." Zhou Xiaobai capitalized on Giant Interactive's popularity, making his message simple and clear.
Fan Bingbing, a woman of wide experience, delivered a swift and decisive blow: "You mean we're going to become the most indebted?" Before coming here, she had seen the news at the airport—"The giant has collapsed, and the richest man has become the most indebted."
Liu Qianqian's eyes widened, exasperated: "You, Zhou Xiaobai, promised to make me the richest man, but you want me to beg for food?"
She even considered using the two million from Kari to start her own business.
Zhou Xiaobai was dumbfounded. The person they praised on TV every day was broke?
He vividly remembers the first lesson of the previous semester—Teacher Wang felt that the children were getting older and it was time to instill ideals in them.
Zhou Xiaobai, however, felt it was too childish. It was incredibly irritating to have an adult's soul forced to talk about dreams with these little kids.
The children eagerly raised their hands, their dreams coming in all shapes and sizes:
High-end players with resources: becoming top leaders, scientists, running large factories, opening banks...
Pragmatists in society: becoming doctors, lawyers, teachers, civil servants...
Representatives of the working people: tightening screws, running restaurants, driving, serving in the military, farming...
When it was Liu Qianqian's turn, she decided to use her "money power" to cool down her classmates' overheated minds: "My dream is to lie down and count money—to treat you all to popsicles every day."
"Wow--!"
The classroom erupted in excitement, filled with envious exclamations. While the students might have only a vague understanding of other things, they knew exactly what "popsicle" meant, licking their lips with delight.
Zhou Xiaobai decided to help her realize her dream and shouted, "Teacher! I want to make Qianqian the richest woman in the world!"
On stage, Teacher Wang held her stomach, both surprised and amused—these two siblings are truly talented!
Tong Liya restrained Liu Qianqian, who was about to cause trouble, wanting Zhou Xiaobai to experience her kindness: "Qianqian, don't move, listen to your brother first."
Waking from his daze, Zhou Xiaobai shrank back into Fan Bingbing's arms, clearly afraid of getting a beating. He switched to a more influential figure: "Does Superman know about this?"
"You mean he's richer than the Hong Kong superstar?" Liu Qianqian finally understood.
Fan Bingbing was completely dumbfounded.
Superman is a big shot who can appear on TV at 7 p.m. How could she not know him?
If we could really earn that much, what would be the point of living forever?
She even considered splitting the money as soon as it arrived, snatching Zhou Xiaobai back, packing her up, and taking her home to have her baby.
"Cough! I might not be able to become a superhero, but I can definitely become a little superhero!" Zhou Xiaobai said with a smug look on his face.
With a roadmap and time to plan, if you still can't make something of yourself, you'll be disgracing the system.
When the system informed him of this information, it also threatened him: "Many people who haven't gone bankrupt will become rich overnight. If you can't do it, you'll embarrass me—I'll change my account."
"Stop with all that nonsense, just tell me the number, I only care about numbers," Liu Qianqian snapped.
Giants can fall, Superman can change his name, and the richest man takes turns being the richest; numbers are the most real.
"Yes, yes, yes! Let's count!" Tong Liya chimed in. Although she was a poor student, she still loved numbers.
Zhou Xiaobai had learned from the system that during the financial crisis two years later, the capital pool was large and chaotic, and those big players reaped tens of billions.
He considers himself a good person and believes that asking for 5 billion is not greedy.
Thinking of this, he stretched out a paw and waved it: "At least fifty—"
"Fifty yuan?" Liu Qianqian was amused and jumped off Tong Liya's arms, ready to make a move.
Fan Bingbing and Tong Liya looked even more displeased—you're making such a big deal out of it, and you're only going to earn fifty yuan? Are you kidding us?
This younger brother deserves to be hit; we won't stop him.
"Billion...billion...billion, fifty billion—" Zhou Xiaobai hurriedly explained in fright, no longer daring to do anything reckless.
Liu Qianqian stopped in her tracks, hands on her hips, and Tong Liya followed closely behind. Fan Bingbing even cupped Zhou Xiaobai's face in her hands and asked, "Little brother, are you telling the truth?"
Five billion!
How many blockbuster movies could be made with this?
As she's about to enter the film industry, she's been cramming on knowledge these past few days—last year, the total domestic box office was only around 1 billion yuan, so this means she'll need to earn five years' worth of box office revenue?
Before Zhou Xiaobai could answer, she asked again, "Are you sure?"
The other two were also waiting for an answer.
"Yes, still US dollars!" Zhou Xiaobai unleashed another powerful move.
"Ah!" Fan Bingbing almost fainted. The exchange rate news on TV was frequent; now one dollar could be exchanged for eight or nine dollars.
She stammered, "Then...then wouldn't that be four...five hundred billion?"
Liu Qianqian and Tong Liya were baffled; the idea of fifty becoming four or five hundred was beyond their comprehension.
However, Fan Bingbing's statement must have an answer. The two stared wide-eyed, seeking a solution.
"Five...five eights forty...not counting the decimal point...that...that's four hundred billion." Fan Bingbing did the mental calculation and told the two girls the number, then explained how much RMB one US dollar could be exchanged for.
"Dry."
Liu Qianqian rubbed her hands together, her voice full of energy.
"A fool wouldn't make money if he could. Anyone who gets in my way will be destroyed."
Even if we fight S3, we're not afraid. At worst, we can hide in space for a few decades and then come out to clean up the mess.
Fan Bingbing and Tong Liya also nodded through gritted teeth!
At this point, nothing could stop the four giants from dreaming of making a fortune.
"Tell me! How much start-up capital do you need to make this happen?" After a long while, Fan Bingbing woke up from her dizziness and suddenly grabbed Zhou Xiaobai's head and shook it.
Zhou Xiaobai was so shaken he could barely breathe, and he said intermittently, "Let...let go..."
Once Fan Bingbing let go, he breathed a sigh of relief and said irritably, "The more the better. But we'll have to wait until I take my sister in and let her and my cousin plan together."
Although it has the "one-click learning" bonus, this skill only makes him learn quickly, but it won't make his thinking keep up with the times immediately.
People from ancient times in their previous lives lacked sufficient knowledge about this world, so this matter really needs to be decided by Da Meili and the others.
As the newly appointed boss, Liu pounded the gavel again: "Okay, it's settled then."
She was competitive when it came to managing money, and she believed she could make just as much as others, but when it came to making big money beyond her comprehension, she was self-aware.
Moreover, immortality is a great partnership endeavor.
Whether the money ends up in her hands is up to her to decide—she'll make you count it first, then she'll figure out how to take it. What's mine is mine, what's mine is definitely mine, and what's mine is also mine.
Little Tyrant never suffers a loss.
"Okay, then we'll buy big airplanes, manors, yachts, and I want to drive a sports car too..." Tong Liya muttered to herself, counting on her fingers as she bought things.
"Pfft!"
Zhou Xiaobai laughed loudly. "Birds of a feather flock together."
"What are you laughing at? Ya Ya just said, wouldn't it be stifling to live forever without enjoying it?" Fan Bingbing genuinely agreed this time.
"Exactly, why be so stingy when you have money to burn?" Liu Qianqian said shamelessly.
She's always been extravagant with money, but stingy with Zhou Xiaobai; that's how she manages a man.
Asking Mom for pocket money was the fun of playing cat and mouse.
With the accountant's matter settled, let's move on to the last topic.
Fan Bingbing spoke up at this moment; this was the opportunity she had been waiting for.
"What about Yang Yuying? What's her plan?"
Upon hearing this, a fierce fire reignited in Tong Liya's eyes.
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