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Chapter 450. Sudden Wealth
"Wow..."

At the window of the trading house, Jiang Jianxin quickly pulled out the receipt for the Divine Grace Coupon he had purchased and handed it to the staff.

"All sold out."

The staff member took the voucher, glanced at it, and spoke with a professional reminder mixed with a hint of subtle complexity:

"These are Divine Grace Coupons... Are you sure you want to sell them all at this time?"

"determine."

Jiang Jianxin's voice was decisive and resolute, without the slightest hesitation.

"Tick-tock."

With a soft beep from the trading machine, the shares of Divine Grace Coupons she posted were instantly snapped up by the market.

On the balance sheet, the numbers representing personal assets fluctuated wildly, climbing from a steady five-digit figure to a dazzling long string of digits.

The staff member handed back the updated account card with both hands, displaying a more respectful attitude than before.

"The funds have been fully transferred to your account."

Jiang Jianxin took the card and took a deep breath.

Then, an irrepressible smile began to spread from the corner of her mouth, until it turned into a silly yet carefree grin that almost reached her ears.

This is awesome! The money I made in this one operation is equivalent to several years of hard work cleaning up a polluted area!

She was overjoyed and couldn't help but tease the answer, Truth, through her consciousness:
[Truth, truth, am I the richest woman in the world?]

The answer is the truth, but it's unavoidable:

You are the second richest woman in the world, and above you is Jun Yunqi.

Jiang Jianxin chuckled dryly twice.

Okay, there's really no comparison.

With money in his pocket, the first thing Jiang Jianxin thought of was treating his family and friends to a big meal.

So the group that had just gone to a dinner party in Andorra a few days ago were warmly invited by Jiang Jianxin to attend her dinner party again.

This time, she didn't choose the same place as before, but instead asked the answer to recommend an even more luxurious place—a restaurant that floats in the clouds.

The floor beneath your feet is a completely transparent glass floor, and the swirling clouds seem within reach, making you feel as if you are strolling through the sky.

The young man wearing a floral top hat gasped involuntarily as he stepped into the space.

He was a connoisseur; he knew all too well the staggering sums a meal here represented.

He turned to the girl in the white coat, who was beaming with joy, his voice filled with disbelief:
"Jiang Jianxin, this...this meal is on you?"

Jiang Jianxin nodded slightly and calmly said:
"Of course, I just happen to have some spare cash on hand recently."

She knew, of course, that saying this in front of the son of the gambling tycoon's family, the second richest family in mainland China, was somewhat pretentious.

But anyone looking at those two long lines of zeros in their account would probably be tempted to utter this classic line.

Be confident. Your current net worth absolutely crushes Irving Andorra's.

The answers and truths in one's mind can be fueled by the right moment.

These words made Jiang Jianxin's lips curl into a smile again.

Meanwhile, the young man in the floral hat had already begun to circle around the crystal-clear glass house, curiously examining every extremely luxurious decorative detail.

Jiang Jianxin only invited Andor and Edric this time. Summers had surgery scheduled, and Sylvia was still hesitating about whether to sell the Divine Grace Coupons, so she declined, citing other commitments.

Jiang Jianxin hoped that Sylvia would listen to his advice and join this get-rich-quick scheme, but he couldn't force her to stop him. He could only offer a few more words of advice when he invited her, but he didn't know how much she took to heart.

The delicacies were served quickly.

In this celestial palace, even the entertainment is in the air—dazzling fireworks bloom one after another in the night sky outside the window, their shimmering colors reflecting the starry sky.

Of course, each of these dazzling moments comes with an additional charge.

When a dazzling pure gold firework exploded with a "boom," transforming into a sky full of fiery sparks and vibrant colors, Andorra was completely captivated by Jiang Jianxin's wealth.

He leaned close to Edric's ear, lowered his voice, and spoke with a mixture of deep regret and fervor:

"...Why didn't you introduce my sister to me sooner?"

Edric frowned, his expression turning serious as he immediately corrected him:
"This is my sister, not your sister. Don't make unfounded claims about our relationship."

Andor scoffed, ignoring his good friend's words, and continued watching the performance with great interest. A while later, the dinner ended, and Andor and Edric rented a hotel near Rose Medical Center, then said goodbye to Jiang Jianxin and headed back.

The latter rode his sword through the dark night sky, a cool evening breeze washing over him, sweeping away the last trace of fatigue, leaving only an indescribable sense of exhilaration in his heart.

[Is the allure of information asymmetry the answer that matters?]

She chuckled softly to herself:
I finally understand what makes those strategists who plan and strategize so enjoyable.

【well enough.】

The answer from the truth remains understated. It knows that humans need money to survive, but it may not be able to fully empathize with the disruptive dizziness and ecstasy brought about by a sudden surge in account numbers.

But it doesn't spoil the mood; it simply calmly reminds you:

Today is the peak price; tomorrow will be the real day to cash out. Remember to get up early, buy a newspaper, and get ready for the show.

【clear.】

Jiang Jianxin readily agreed, and with a flash of sword light, he sped off towards the hospital.

……

The next morning.

As dawn broke, Jiang Jianxin practically leaped out of bed.

She put on her clothes as quickly as possible, her mind already wandering out the window.

As soon as I opened the door, I bumped into Summers, who was on his routine morning rounds.

Seeing her hurried appearance, the doctor greeted her with some surprise:

Good morning. Where are you going in such a hurry?

Jiang Jianxin tried hard to suppress the almost triumphant smile on his face, deciding to play the riddle-maker for once:

Something big is about to happen.

After saying that, she seemed to remember something, clapped her hands, and turned around to ask:
"Oh, right, I need to go to the newspaper office to buy today's paper. Do you read the newspaper? Would you like me to bring you a copy?"

Summers usually buys a newspaper while walking his bird after breakfast, unless he has surgery scheduled. When Jiang Jianxin offered to bring it for him, he readily agreed.
"Thank you for your help. I'll pay you later."

"it is good!"

After saying that, Jiang Jianxin ran wildly down the corridor.

"Om..."

Jiang Jianxin landed on his sword at a secluded street corner. He then walked to the vicinity of the newspaper office. Before even entering, he saw that the newspaper office was packed with people, and the clerks were loudly hawking newspapers.

"Breaking news! Big news! Divine Grace Coupons have plummeted!"

Jiang Jianxin entered the newspaper office and squeezed his way inside, first hearing the whispers of the people around him:

"What! The price of Divine Grace Coupons has plummeted?"

"Why the sharp drop!"

"Wait a minute, didn't they say the prosperous period was coming?"

"Let me see! Let me see!"

……

The clamor of the crowd grew louder and louder.

The area in front of the newspaper office was already packed with people, and the surging crowds even spilled onto the nearby streets.

People clutched their newspapers, their faces a mixture of fear and despair, discussing the newly published news in loud voices.

Cries, curses, and incredulous screams mingled together.

Many people couldn't help but cover their faces and weep, their shoulders shaking violently; some even choked up and became speechless, tears streaming down their faces, leaving wet streaks.

Several people, seemingly insane, were frantically tearing their newspapers into pieces. The white scraps of paper, like snowflakes of despair, fluttered down among the throng of people.

Jiang Jianxin gritted his teeth and squeezed forward with all his might through the crowd, his temples soaked with sweat.

She finally touched the stack of newspapers, still warm from the machine, and abruptly pulled one out—

The bold, massive, and seemingly heavy ink title caught her eye:
[Divine Grace Tickets have completely collapsed, and the era of miracles may be coming to an end!]

I'm done with my work. I'll be up late tomorrow...