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Chapter 379 0369 [The Lowest First Prize in History]

June 8, 10:9 am.

The lottery shop owner was lying in his shop watching the Olympics. Only occasionally would someone come to buy lottery tickets, and his business wasn't very good.

The neighborhood is full of wealthy people; there aren't many who hope to get rich quick by buying lottery tickets.

An old man was brought in, and the boss immediately got up to greet him.

He recognized the old man; he was the father of an IT company executive. His wife had passed away earlier this year, and his son had brought him to live with him in Beijing.

The old man didn't have many friends in Beijing. He spent his days wandering around aimlessly, never venturing far, just staying near his neighborhood. He bought lottery tickets every week, but not many; each time he would just randomly select five numbers for fun.

"Sir, another five randomly selected numbers?" the shopkeeper asked.

The old man said, "Yes, the usual."

Taking the opportunity, the shopkeeper said, "The Olympic lottery is quite interesting. Would you like to try your luck?"

The old man said, "I don't understand the Olympics either, I only know a few champions."

The boss laughed and said, "Understanding it is useless; it's all just guesswork."

The old man pulled out 20 yuan: "Then I'll randomly select five numbers, and five more for the Olympic lottery. How do I buy the Olympic lottery?"

The boss began to explain in detail.

The old man found it interesting and bought one ticket for each of the different Olympic lottery games.

The shopkeeper printed out the old man's lottery ticket and stared at the sales terminal. Yesterday's Olympic lottery winning information was released at 10:00 AM sharp.

The terminal will display summary information about the store, such as how many first and second prizes were won.

WTF?

The boss rubbed his eyes hard to make sure he saw 5000 first-prize tickets.

"Did someone win the grand prize?" the old man asked with a smile.

The shop owner swallowed hard: "First prize, 5000 entries."

The old man said, "You're joking with me again."

The boss pointed to the terminal screen: "Come and see for yourself."

The old man then went over and was dumbfounded when he saw the number of first prizes: "How much money is that?"

The shop owner took a closer look and immediately laughed: "Hahaha, the total prize pool is only a little over 100 million, and it still needs to be divided among the second and third prizes. On average, each first prize is only a little over 100 yuan. This person won 5000 first prizes, but the total prize money is only a little over 50 yuan."

The shop owner has been selling lottery tickets for nearly 10 years, and this is the cheapest first prize he has ever seen.

It has to be said that "Olympic Daily Lottery" was a complete failure.

Many lottery players, upon seeing that there are 10 questions to answer and that it all depends on guessing, immediately lose the desire to buy.

The first phase only sold over 50 tickets, with a total prize pool of only 103 million yuan.

There were a lot of winners, with countless second and third prizes. Even for the first prize, besides Chen Guiliang, nearly 400 people guessed correctly.

The old man laughed heartily: "I thought the first prize was 500 million. I was thinking, if I won 5000 times, wouldn't the reward be hundreds of millions?"

The boss said, "This man is a business owner, and his company is not far from your son's workplace."

"Who is it?" the old man asked.

The boss shook his head: "I have to keep the winner's specific information confidential and cannot disclose it."

The shop owner suddenly had an idea and called a banner shop: "Hello, this is... I want to order a banner. The banner should say 'Warm congratulations to our lottery customers for winning 5000 first prizes in the Olympic lottery'... Yes, don't write the amount, just say 5000 first prizes."

"Great!"

As soon as the boss hung up the phone, the old man immediately gave a thumbs up.

……

That evening.

Chen Guiliang drove to pick up Bian Guanyue and saw her giving directions to two foreigners from afar.

Those two foreigners probably weren't native speakers of English, so communication was quite difficult. They tried to communicate for a long time using gestures but still couldn't understand each other.

Chen Guiliang parked his car on the side of the road, walked over, and asked, "What are they saying?"

Bian Guanyue said, "After watching the game, they wandered around and got lost. I couldn't understand what language they were speaking either. Luckily, I had brought a tourist map of the capital city with me, and I kept pointing to Shifoying on the map."

"Let them take a taxi," Chen Guiliang said.

Bian Guanyue shook her head: "They insisted on taking the bus or subway, and they wouldn't get in even when I called a taxi."

Chen Guiliang complained, "What's wrong with him? He's so hard to please."

A guy in Bian Guanyue's group finished his work and came over to say, "These two foreigners are speaking German. I called a classmate who majors in German, but he's on duty too and can't leave for a while."

"Don't spoil them, don't just do a shoddy job. Do you have a pen?" Chen Guiliang asked.

Bian Guanyue took out a fountain pen.

Chen Guiliang waved to the two foreigners: "Hello."

The two foreigners were quite polite, replying in broken Chinese: "Ni hao!"

Chen Guiliang took the Beijing tourist map from their hands, marked the bus routes on the map with a pen, indicated the end of the transfer point with an arrow, and marked "BUS" and the bus number.

Then he shoved the map back into the foreigner's hand and said, "Bye-bye."

The two foreigners were stunned for a moment, then waved and said, "Bye-bye!" The boy laughed and said, "You think you can get away with that?"

Bian Guanyue said, "I wanted to do that too, but I was too embarrassed to draw on their maps."

Chen Guiliang said, "Maps are meant to be drawn on. If they're drawn on too much and become too messy, they'll know to replace them with new ones. Don't treat foreigners like royalty; they don't deserve it."

Bian Guanyue and the boy were both speechless.

During volunteer training, the emphasis was repeatedly placed on making international guests feel at home, which made the volunteers extremely cautious in everything they did.

They were afraid that a single mistake would damage China's image.

Chen Guiliang asked, "Aren't you changing shifts yet?"

Bian Guanyue took out her phone to check the time: "Almost there, just wait another ten minutes or so."

The boy complained, "The volunteers who were switching shifts with us were very enthusiastic yesterday, arriving more than half an hour early to help. Today, they've lost all enthusiasm and are only arriving right on time to take over."

“That’s normal, haha,” Chen Guiliang laughed.

The young man said, "Mr. Chen, you should pick up Bian Guanyue and go first. We'll keep an eye on things. Parking isn't allowed here, and if you stay too long, you'll attract the traffic police."

Chen Guiliang looked at Bian Guanyue.

Bian Guanyue said apologetically, "Then I'll be going now."

The boy said, "It's okay, it'll only take about ten minutes."

Bian Guanyue's teammates were all busy with their own things and it wasn't convenient to bother them, so she said, "Please tell them my apologies. I'll treat everyone to dinner after the Olympics are over."

"No problem." The boy smiled and waved goodbye.

The two got into the car, and Chen Guiliang asked, "Have you taken leave for the day after tomorrow?"

"Please come in," Bian Guanyue said.

Chen Guiliang has tickets for the Water Cube the day after tomorrow, for both the morning and afternoon sessions. He originally only had two tickets for each session, but he got an extra one from a scalper, so the three of them can go together.

Tao Xue is still living in Huaqing Jiayuan and hasn't left yet; she wants to watch a few Olympic games before returning to school.

Chen Guiliang said, "I won the first prize in the lottery that day."

"The one with 5000 bets?" Bian Guanyue was astonished.

Chen Guiliang nodded: "Yes, the one with 5000 bets. The prize for a single bet is over 100 yuan, so 5000 bets can win a total of over 50 yuan."

"Pfft! The first prize for a single pillar is only a little over 100 yuan?" Bian Guanyue couldn't help but laugh.

Chen Guiliang said speechlessly, "Tao Xue had the same reaction."

"Okay, I won't laugh anymore..." Bian Guanyue said, then covered her mouth and chuckled again.

Chen Guiliang said, "It's all lottery money, and I don't really have any use for it. I plan to donate it all to children in mountainous areas."

"That's good." Bian Guanyue finally stopped smiling.

Chen Guiliang continued, “I used to have a senior classmate named Min Wenyu. He had a bright future after graduating from the Yuanpei Class, but he chose to go to the county-level education department in Yunnan Province. Every year, he would select some students with good grades but poor families, and I would provide their tuition and living expenses. In total, there were more than 30 such students.”

Bian Guanyue said, "You're quite kind-hearted."

“I’m also a poor kid from a mountain village,” Chen Guiliang said. “These students correspond with me every year. How about you take care of these things from now on? Reply to the children’s letters and send them money. Usually, the money is sent to their homeroom teacher to prevent the children or their parents from spending it recklessly.”

Bian Guanyue nodded: "Okay."

Chen Guiliang said, "The more than 50 yuan I won this time can be used to build a Hope Primary School in the disaster area."

Bian Guanyue asked curiously, "Is 50 enough?"

Chen Guiliang nodded: "That's enough. You only need to donate 20 yuan, and the local government will match the funds to build a Hope Primary School. The standard for repairing dilapidated school buildings is 10 yuan, and the standard for building a new primary school is 20 yuan. The situation in this disaster area is different, so you need to donate 40 or 50 yuan, depending on the extent of the disaster in the area."

"The prize money is just right. Maybe God knew what you were going to do, so He let you win 5000 first prizes." Bian Guanyue laughed again as she spoke, happy just thinking about the prize money of more than 100 yuan per bet.

Chen Guiliang said, "Don't laugh. You won too, third prize. The prize for a single bet is more than 3 yuan, with some change."

Bianguanyue: "..."

Chen Guiliang complained: "The person who designed this lottery probably didn't study math well. Damn, the odds of winning are so high. And it's supposed to be a lottery, but they make players answer ten questions, which makes it so that not many people buy it, and the total prize pool never goes up."

Bian Guanyue suddenly asked, "If we're donating to build a Hope Primary School, can we name the school?"

“Yes, we have naming rights,” Chen Guiliang said.

Bian Guanyue asked, "How about calling it Liangyue Hope Primary School?"

Chen Guiliang nodded: "It's a very nice name."

Bian Guanyue found the idea quite romantic: "In the future, I will also contribute money and try to donate to build 100 Liangyue Hope Primary Schools! If we have a lot of free time, we will take a road trip. We will drive along the route of the primary schools we donated and travel across provinces."

"That's great. We can stop along the way and give the children a special lesson or two," Chen Guiliang said, expressing his support.

Bian Guanyue said, "My dad also donated money to the disaster area this year. He knows some officials in the disaster area. I'll ask him for a few phone numbers tonight and ask where it would be suitable to donate to a Hope Primary School."

"You'll be in charge of all of this. I'll also be handing over all the information about the students I previously sponsored to you tonight," Chen Guiliang said.

Bian Guanyue felt a sense of mission: "I will definitely manage it well, you can rest assured."

Chen Guiliang doesn't know when he'll receive the award yet, and he'll have to wear a mask and hat then.

It's not that I'm worried about showing off my wealth, but rather that I'm afraid of being ridiculed.

The worst first prize in history!

(End of this chapter)