"It's beginning!" Jin Fulai suddenly said excitedly.

Yang Qing looked up and looked at the screen on the rostrum.

The female host has retreated to the rear, while the male host has started hosting the lottery.

Red balls were driven out of the prize machine.

Yang Qing looked calm.

He is not a relative of the director, so he would be fine if he didn't let him get away with his grand prize. The probability of giving him a prize is extremely slim.

This business is likely to be a loss.

Unless you are lucky...

After Yang Qing filled her stomach, the lottery ended at the same time.

He was about to ask Jin Fulai to send the lottery tickets to the lottery purchase station when he suddenly heard the ringtone of his cell phone ringing.

Turning his head to look at the phone on the table, Yang Qing frowned.

It was indeed his cell phone, which seamlessly connected the world.

After he bought the lottery, he received several unfamiliar calls from the mobile phone, including those who claimed to be a radio station and those who were welfare lottery centers, but he refused them all.

He winked at Jin Fulai next to him. Jin Fulai quickly picked up his cell phone with both hands and answered the phone.

Three seconds later, he pressed the mute button and looked at Yang Qing: "Mr. Yang, from the Welfare Lottery Center, they have arrived outside the hotel and will reward us with the prize on the spot."

"What trick is this?" Yang Qing was confused.

But they had already arrived at the door, so it was a bit unspeakable to not let them in.

He nodded and signaled Jin Fu to come and entertain these people.

It was already nine o'clock and he was a little sleepy.

This is simply unimaginable in normal times.

Before he got diagnosed with illness, he hadn't gotten off work at nine o'clock.

When he quit his job and went out to play, he often couldn't sleep at night.

I used to be nervous and couldn't sleep before the early morning, but now it really makes him relax.

"I'll go to bed first, tell me if you have something to do." He waved at Jin Fulai, and he backed the maids who wanted to keep up and went upstairs alone.

Back in the presidential suite, he lay down on the bed.

After rolling two rounds, he took off his clothes and got into the bed naked, and fell asleep in a short while.

He had a dream.

In his dream, he became a top rich second-generation born with a golden key in his mouth. He had endless money and was in luxury car fleets. He had several houses specially collected various figures and watches. He invited all kinds of actresses to join the swimming pool at home to hold a party...

Until a scream woke him up.

Opening his eyes, he saw a man in a tuxedo and bearded figure.

"Mr. Yang, you are awake!" Jin Fulai said with a smile.

Yang Qing was confused and realized what was going on.

The game is not over yet.

He suddenly felt a little happy.

It seems good to be able to stay in this game all the time.

"It's dawn?" Yang Qing looked at the floor-to-ceiling window and found that it was pitch black outside.

"No, it's 1:00 a.m. now." Jin Fulai smiled so much that his little eyes were almost gone.

Yang Qing suddenly felt an extremely bad feeling.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"The lottery results are counted," Jin Fulai said with a smile, "I won more than one million in total..."

More than one billion...

Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and lay down again.

I bought a lottery of 500 million yuan, but now I have won more than 100 million yuan, and I will lose more after deducting taxes.

Judging from this odds, if you invest more next time, you will probably lose all your underwear in a few days.

A smile appeared on his face.

When Jin Fulai saw the smile on Yang Qing's face, he was immediately impressed by him.

"It seems you know everything!" Jin Fulai said flatteringly, "But only you have this courage and courage."

"It's just a little money." Yang Qing said indifferently.

Jin Fulai smiled and said, "They have returned the extra money..."

"Wait," Yang Qing heard something wrong, "What is extra money?"

Jin Fulai blinked, thinking that rich people always like to do such things as stealing the bell.

He took out his cell phone: "Mr. Yang, wasn't this news posted by you?"

Yang Qing approached and looked around.

[Lottery or gambling? Reflections on the 500 million lottery purchase event.]

He looked at the sign in the upper left corner, which was the official media platform.

After seeing the content at the front, he couldn't help but frown.

"I spent 500 million to buy lottery tickets. Is it a performance art to awaken relevant institutions to understand and supervise rational lottery buying?"

He looked up blankly: When did I become so noble?

Looking at Jin Fulai's admiration, Yang Qing felt so bad.

"Continue." He pretended to be calm.

"After the Welfare Lottery Center has counted your winning amount, it promised to return the money you bought the lottery," Jin Fulai said excitedly. "In front of the reporter, he also said that he would promote the real-name lottery system as soon as possible to limit everyone's lottery purchase limit. Now everyone knows you."

"The fat meat that reaches the mouth is spit out, are they so stupid?" Yang Qing was puzzled.

"That's because Mr. Yang is very skilled. He has all kinds of naval troops. Now there are a lot of noise on the Internet..." Jin Fulai said.

He felt awkward in his heart.

Such rich people are really powerful in their methods. They never see him doing anything serious every day, so they secretly look for the water army to stir up the topic. Now "The mysterious rich man in Xihong City" is a hot topic on the Internet.

Is there any traffic these days afraid of losing money?

Taijun owed 600 million yuan and paid back all the live streaming goods.

Could it be that my new boss also wants to take this path of live streaming to sell goods in the future?

He looked at Yang Qing quietly, but his heart was confused, not knowing what the other party was going to do next.

Yang Qing opened her mouth and finally said nothing.

Who likes to meddle in other people's business so much that it's not okay to spend money on yourself?

As soon as he moved his consciousness, a light curtain appeared next to him.

【Name: Yang Qing.】

[Existing funds: 9.9996.23 million yuan.]

...

He looked up at the ceiling, gritting his teeth with hatred.

The simplest path to a prodigal family was blocked.

The wild path really doesn't work. Could it be that the system deliberately plugs the loopholes?

Next, I can only rely on those experts.

...

Early the next morning, Yang Qing asked Jin Fu to come to his own expert group for a meeting.

After the fierce debate the day before, these thirty experts were divided into three groups.

The first group is the commercial ticket group of major storm companies, mainly Hengtai commercial tickets.

The second group is the investment group, focusing on investment in various manufacturing industries and unfinished buildings.

The third group is for the futures market.

Three groups of experts took turns to tell their discussion results.

Yang Qing listened carefully.

Hengtai Commercial Tickets were unanimously disliked, thinking that they were just a pile of waste paper when they bought them.

The investment team is not optimistic about the factories and unfinished buildings mentioned by hotel employees before, but they all said that it is possible to make money by packaging them well, but the probability of losing money is higher, and there is a certain probability of losing all the money.

As for the futures market...

The saliva that experts told about was flying everywhere, in short, as long as Yang Qing trusted them and handed them over to them, he would definitely make a lot of money.

Yang Qing gave these people a cross on the spot.

Regardless of whether they are bragging or not, if they really make money, they will not lose to death?

Besides, I don’t know much, so it may not be safe to ask them to buy counter-cyclical times. After all, the futures market itself has a certain speculative nature and I can’t afford to gamble. If I really get a hundred billion, I won’t be able to kill myself.

Then focus on the thunder commercial tickets and unfinished buildings.
Chapter completed!