I started to become more self-disciplined at the age of 30

Chapter 289 288. These billion are worth it!

Wang Shiping instantly became the most watched figure on the entire Internet.

His popularity is almost as high as Jiang Chen himself.

Many media and self-media have been tracking this wave of traffic.

The key is that everyone loves to watch and likes to watch Wang Shiping's deeds.

A person from the lower class of society who came to Shanghai from the southwestern mountainous area to work hard suddenly won a prize in Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room, counterattacked and became a billionaire, instantly reaching the pinnacle of life, and his descendants all achieved financial freedom.

Most people wouldn't dare to even dream about this kind of myth, and it wouldn't even be shown on TV.

But in reality, this is what happened.

this is the truth.

Different from many literary works.

Literary and artistic works must follow logic and basic laws.

But reality doesn't require it.

“The myth of wealth is happening before our eyes.”

"Wang Shiping, a name destined to be remembered by everyone."

"Wang Shiping changed the fate of his descendants with his own efforts."

"Jiang Chen has once again created a wealth myth."

"Why is Jiang Chen's work so valuable?"

"Who spent so much money to buy Jiang Chen's work?"

……

Many topics discussing the value of Wang Shiping and Jiang Chen's works are at the forefront of major social platforms.

No one cares about entertainment news or world war anymore!
There is no truth that comes from personal interests.

Many people tossed and turned and couldn't sleep all night because of this.

Because they all participated in the lottery in Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room, but unfortunately they didn’t win the prize.

There is an illusion that a big prize is slipping through your fingertips and you are just a hair's breadth away from winning.

and so!
The next morning, Jiang Chen got up, washed up, and started boxing and fitness. When Han Qing came to start the live broadcast, the live broadcast room exploded in popularity.

It was a little after eight o'clock in the morning. Some people in the northwest had not yet gotten up, while people in the south were also on their way to work.

However, the number of people online in the live broadcast room reached more than 50 million as soon as the broadcast started, and soon exceeded 60 million, and then increased all the way to around 70 million before stabilizing, in just less than half an hour.

The screen was filled with barrages and reward messages, many of which were still discussing yesterday's live lottery and Wang Shiping's subsequent live auction.

"Lao Jiang, when will the lottery be held?"

This is the issue that every audience cares about most.

Everyone wants to know if they still have a chance to become the next billionaire.

"Old Jiang is still the best. He sold a poem about autumn for 3.6 billion. If Nian Nujiao were to sell it, wouldn't it be 5 billion?"

"The pattern is small, 10 billion."

"Just bragging, five billion is almost enough."

“You don’t understand the happiness of rich people.”

"Lao Jiang, who on earth bought your work? Can this big shot show up? Let the brothers open their eyes."

"You will never understand the boss's world, and he won't let you understand it."

"He gave 3.6 billion in cash directly. This is not an ordinary big shot. Even the richest man in China can't do this. If he is asked to take out 3.6 billion in cash right away, he definitely can't do it. He will need at least one or two days to raise it."

"Woo woo woo, Lao Jiang, please bless me to win the prize next time."

"Old Jiang..."

"It's better to ask for Xiao Qingzi's blessing than to ask for Lao Jiang's blessing."

"Old Jiang, where are you traveling with Jiang Chen today? I came all the way from Jinling just to meet you."

"Lao Jiang..."

……

Early in the morning, more than 70 million people came to the live broadcast room.

Han Qing and Yan Ruyu who came later were both stunned when they saw the number of people.

Don't so many people have anything to do?

Has communism been achieved?

Everyone can do what they want?
But why were they left behind and not shared together?
Han Qing looked at the comments and answered a few questions casually: "Jiang Chen's lucky draws don't have a fixed time, everything depends on fate. Just like this lucky draw, it was completely fate. Jiang Chen just happened to write this autumn poem, and he just wanted to give back to everyone's support and love, so this lucky draw happened."

"If you ask me and Lao Jiang when the next lottery will be held, we can't answer."

"It all depends on fate!"

Yan Ruyu whispered, "It all depends on Lao Jiang's mood!"

Yan Ruyu's words made many people in the live broadcast room laugh, and Han Qing next to her also laughed.

Indeed, it all depends on Jiang Chen’s mood. There is no such thing as fate.

But isn’t this also fate?

When a thought arises, karma begins to arise.

Han Qing and Yan Ruyu were also in a good mood.

Because they all have works given to them by Jiang Chen.

Although, they would never be able to sell the works that Jiang Chen gave them.

but……

The more valuable the gifts Jiang Chen gave them, the more secure they felt, and the closer the relationship between them and Jiang Chen became.

After all, Jiang Chen even gave them gifts worth billions, so isn't this also a kind of bond?

Not a moment!

Jiang Chen finished punching.

Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, Sophia, Qin Xuerong, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing all came to Jiang Chen's room to have breakfast together.

Breakfast is still freshly prepared in the back hall of the hotel.

The hotel knew that it was Jiang Chen who ordered the meal, and mobilized the entire kitchen to prepare breakfast for Jiang Chen. They did not dare to delay at all, otherwise if Jiang Chen gave their hotel a bad review during the live broadcast, then their hotel would probably be on the verge of closing down.

However, if they serve Jiang Chen well, they will definitely not have to worry about business in the future.

after all……

Tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people have seen Jiang Chen staying in this hotel, and many other people who come to Jiang Chen for tourism may also choose this hotel as their first choice.

even.

Their hotel can also promote it on the Internet to take advantage of Jiang Chen's traffic.

Exquisite breakfast dishes were served.

The audience watching the live broadcast were all envious.

but……

These were specially made for Jiang Chen and his group. If they came here to order breakfast, they would definitely not be treated like this, nor would they be able to eat exactly the same breakfast.

While eating breakfast, Han Qing whispered beside Jiang Chen: "Someone is coming to receive the award today, and he wants to see you."

Jiang Chen shook his head after hearing this: "I don't want to see them. I don't know what to say." Jiang Chen now has an inexplicable social anxiety and doesn't want to see too many people, especially strangers.

It's a bit like being immersed in your own world.

Even during the performance, the existence of live broadcast was ignored.

Of course, Han Qing, Yan Ruyu and others around him were already acquaintances, so he was not so repulsive.

Han Qing didn't say anything after hearing this, but just nodded to show that she understood. Then she picked up her phone and sent a message to the man named Zhou who called her yesterday: "Just come over to get the work. Jiang Chen doesn't want to see outsiders for the time being."

The man surnamed Zhou immediately replied: "In fact, we have just checked into your hotel. Since Jiang Chen doesn't want to see us, forget it. We will just pick up your things later."

Han Qing replied: "Okay, sorry!"

Man surnamed Zhou: “It’s okay.”

Ended the chat.

Han Qing continued to eat with Jiang Chen.

The more than 70 million people in the live broadcast room were not bored watching Jiang Chen, Yan Ruyu, Han Qing, Li Wenjun and others eat, and the number of online people remained stable at more than 70 million.

It was quite boring for more than 70 million people to watch Jiang Chen and his group eat early in the morning.

of course……

In fact, just looking at the looks of Yan Ruyu, Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, Sophia, Qin Xuerong, Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others is a feast for the eyes.

And another top suite in the hotel where Jiang Chen lived was.

The man named Zhou was whispering to an old man, “Han Qing just sent me a message saying that Jiang Chen doesn’t want to see anyone right now and rejected our request to meet.”

The old man shook his head slightly and said regretfully: "I wanted to meet Jiang Chen and have a chat, but I didn't expect to be rejected. Xiao Zhou, then you can just go and get the work back. I won't go."

Xiao Zhou nodded respectfully: "Okay, Uncle Liu."

The old man was also eating quietly. He looked at the river view outside and said softly, "Since we are in Jiangcheng, let's play here for a day and go back tomorrow."

Xiao Zhou immediately said, "Okay, I'll set up the itinerary later and have our plane wait for us at the airport for a day."

The two rushed to Jiangcheng overnight, taking their own private plane.

of course.

In China, private jets are no longer a rarity. Not to mention the bigwigs in front of and behind the scenes, even some celebrities are showing off their private jets in a high-profile manner.

However, the private jets of many bigwigs are definitely not comparable to the so-called private jets of celebrities.

There are private jets worth tens of millions, and there are also private jets worth billions!
Not a moment!

Xiao Zhou came to Jiang Chen's door and knocked.

Han Qing had received the news from Xiao Zhou in advance and knew that he would come to pick up something, so she also prepared her work "Autumn Poems" and an agreement in advance.

After Xiao Zhou took out the purchase agreement signed with Wang Shiping, he confirmed that he was eligible to receive the prize. Then he received the prize from Han Qing and signed the agreement to prove that he had received the prize.

This was specially drafted by a lawyer, and it cost Han Qing tens of thousands of dollars.

After all, although the prize given away was just a work written by Jiang Chen, it was worth billions, so the process must be standardized to avoid any disputes afterwards.

After Xiao Zhou got Qiu Ci, he immediately put it into a rosewood box that he had prepared in advance. Then he said goodbye to Han Qing and stretched his neck to take a look inside. He didn't see Jiang Chen, but he saw Yan Ruyu, Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, Sophia and others.

With Xiao Zhou's experience, when he saw them, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes. It was envy for Jiang Chen's life.

With his experience in the circle, he had never seen beauties like Yan Ruyu and Li Wenjun. At most, he had seen beauties like Wang Fei and Qin Xuerong who were slightly inferior.

However, no matter what it is, whether it is a person or an object, the more top-level it is, the greater the difference will be if there is a slight difference.

Just like the calligraphy of the autumn poem written by Jiang Chen at this time, it is only slightly better than Wang Youjun's.

However, it seems as if there is a world of difference between them.

That's the same gap between the mortal world and the fairy world.

Xiao Zhou quickly said goodbye to Han Qing and returned to his room. He immediately handed the box to the old man Uncle Liu with both hands respectfully: "Uncle Liu, I got it back."

Most of Uncle Liu's previous calmness and composure disappeared at this moment, and he became a little anxious. He quickly took it, opened the box, took the scroll directly in his hand, and wanted to open it.

However, his movements froze for a moment, and he glanced at the coffee table and the dining table, frowning slightly, fearing that the coffee table and the dining table were not cleaned properly, and it would be a great loss if he placed the work on them and got it stained.

He didn't care about the lost money, but he cared that the things he liked were not perfect.

Xiao Zhou immediately took out a blanket from the box and spread it on the coffee table.

Uncle Liu then slowly opened Jiang Chen's authentic painting of Autumn Poem and placed it on the blanket. He looked at the strokes and words on it that seemed not to exist in the mortal world, his eyes sparkling with amazement, and murmured in a low voice: "I have seen the original with my own eyes, it is better than the video. This money is worth it."

Xiao Zhou smiled and looked at the work, but his eyes were somewhat indifferent.

He didn't think the work was worth 3.6 billion.

After all, Jiang Chen had only written this not long ago, the ink might not have dried completely yet, and there weren’t many words in this poem.

I'm afraid that even if Wang Youjun's masterpiece, Lanting Preface, was unearthed, it would be sold at this price at most.

Uncle Liu glanced at Xiao Zhou and said with a smile, "Do you think this calligraphy is not worth 3.6 billion?"

Little Zhou Lika smiled awkwardly and shook his head: "No!"

He will definitely not admit it. If he says it’s not worth it, doesn’t that mean Uncle Liu was taken advantage of?

Although he has followed Uncle Liu since he was a child and calls him Uncle Liu, he knows his position, which is to be Uncle Liu's personal assistant and not a family member.

Uncle Liu laughed and said, “Do you know that the value of all antique artworks lies in one sentence!”

Xiao Zhou's eyes flashed with doubt, and he had some guesses in his mind, but he asked curiously: "What did you say?"

Uncle Liu said with certainty, "My love is worth more than money! If I like it, then it's worth the price. Moreover, this work was fought over by more than 70 people, and the final bid was 3.6 billion, which means that not only do I like it, but others like it too! This further proves the value of this work."

"Just the fact that this work is the first authentic calligraphy work in history that surpasses Wang Youjun's is enough to be recorded in all Chinese history! Its value is immeasurable."

"Although the literary value of this work is slightly lower than that of Nian Nujiao, Nian Nujiao is the second authentic work that surpasses Wang Youjun's calligraphy, so its historical value is greatly reduced. However, if Nian Nujiao is put up for auction, the price will definitely not be lower than that of this work."

"Because Nian Nujiao is so well written, all Chinese people love it. The literary value of the work is added, and it is the second original calligraphy work that surpasses Wang Youjun, so its value is comparable to Qiu Ci."

"What a pity! If Jiang Chen had written Nian Nu Jiao first, the value of Nian Nu Jiao would have at least doubled. I would have been willing to buy it even if it sold for 5 or 6 billion. If this Autumn Poem became the second painting, its value would have been discounted. At most, it could only be sold for the same price as Jiang Jin Jiu because its literary value is a bit lower."

Xiao Zhou listened to Uncle Liu's analysis, a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he said respectfully: "Uncle Liu is right. I am not well educated and don't quite understand."

Uncle Liu smiled and nodded, enjoying the pleasure of being a teacher and solving other people's problems, but his eyes never left the words on Qiu Ci. He took out his phone, took a photo, and sent it to a friend group with only a dozen people.

Immediately, the group was buzzing with news.

"Old Liu, did you buy Jiang Chen's Autumn Poems?"

"Old Liu, are you selling it for 4 billion? Please transfer it to me."

"Great calligraphy, did Lao Liu get it? When will you be back? Lend it to me for a few days!"

"Old Liu, isn't Jiang Chen's calligraphy amazing?"

……

Old Liu smiled, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

Isn't the purpose of buying these top-notch works of art and luxury goods just for this moment?

Whether it is ordinary people buying so-called luxury bags worth a few thousand dollars, or top bosses buying artworks worth billions, the essential purpose is actually the same.

Show off in front of others, act cool...

It’s just that each circle is different and the level of pretentiousness is also different.

An ordinary person saves up several months' salary to buy a bag worth tens of thousands of yuan and then carries it out. If others look at it a few times and show some surprise and envy in their eyes, they will be satisfied and feel that all the money they saved over the past few months was worth it.

Old Liu was the same at this time. Seeing several other big guys with the same status, he expressed envy in their voices and some even raised the price to buy it.

He was satisfied.

The 3.6 billion was worth it.

(End of this chapter)