Super Rich: Starting the game by going back ten years to buy Bitcoin

Ji Yanran didn't sleep well all night.

It wasn't because of the watch—although she did take it off and put it back on at least five times.

I left home at seven in the morning.

The Ritz-Carlton, Pudong, coffee shop on the first floor.

She arrived ten minutes early. She ordered an Americano, sat by the window, and opened the documents on her tablet.

Lu's Real Estate. A long-established real estate developer in Shanghai. They acquired land too aggressively in the past two years, and this year, with tightened credit, their cash flow collapsed. That 66-story super office building became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Seven fifty-eight.

A man in his early fifties walked into the coffee shop. He was dressed impeccably in a suit, but one button on his cuff was fastened incorrectly. His face had the sallow complexion of someone suffering from chronic insomnia.

Lu Zhenhua. Chairman of Lu's Real Estate.

He glanced around and saw Ji Yanran stand up, wave, and walk quickly over.

"President Ji, it's an honor to meet you."

Lu Zhenhua stretched out his hand, his face beaming with a smile. But upon closer inspection, one could see that his eyes were bloodshot.

Ji Yanran shook hands with him. "Sit down."

The waiter brought the menu. Lu Zhenhua waved his hand and said no thanks.

Ji Yanran didn't stand on ceremony. She closed the tablet and spoke directly.

"Mr. Lu, I'm here today for just one thing."

She picked up her coffee and took a sip.

"We'll take that building you have."

Lu Zhenhua sat up a little straighter.

"Full payment. No haggling. No installments." Ji Yanran placed the cup back on the saucer. "The only requirement—the transfer of ownership must be completed within one week."

Lu Zhenhua's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air.

Of course he knows about future technologies. In the past six months, who in the entire Shanghai business district doesn't know? Thunderobot batteries are dominating the entire industry, with hundreds of billions of yuan in licensing contracts flying around, and the boss is on friendly terms with the military.

This signboard is ten times harder than gold.

"Mr. Ji is very straightforward." Lu Zhenhua put down his teacup and licked his lips. "Our offer for that building is 18 billion."

After he finished saying the number, he subconsciously observed Ji Yanran's reaction.

Wait for the other person to frown. Wait for the other person to say "That's too expensive." Wait for the other person to start haggling on their fingers.

This is an instinct he developed after 20 years in the real estate industry—after an offer is made, there will inevitably be a tug-of-war.

But Ji Yanran simply nodded.

"Okay. 18 billion."

Lu Zhenhua's smile froze on his face.

I waited for three seconds.

Ji Yanran didn't follow up.

It's not a case of feigning weakness to lure the prey, nor is it a strategy of retreating to advance.

That means—I agreed.

Lu Zhenhua's throat bobbed. He had reserved a full two billion in bargaining space, prepared three contingency plans, and even reported his bottom line of "at least 15 billion" to the board of directors in advance.

As a result, the other party didn't even utter the word "expensive".

"Then...then can we sign now?" Lu Zhenhua's throat was a little dry.

Ji Yanran took her phone out of her bag and dialed a number.

"Zhang San, bring your legal counsel over. The Ritz-Carlton, first floor."

hang up.

"We'll handle the contract," she said, looking at Lu Zhenhua. "You only need to bring the company seal and authorization letter."

Lu Zhenhua paused for two seconds, then took out his phone from his pocket and called his secretary. His voice was very low, and he spoke extremely quickly.

"Bring the official seal over. Yes, now. Immediately."

Forty minutes later.

Two contracts were placed on the coffee table.

Zhang San's legal team of three reviewed each clause. Lu Zhenhua's lawyer also arrived, flipped through the contract twice, and nodded.

Lu Zhenhua picked up his pen.

The pen tip hovered for a moment at the signature.

Then it fell.

After signing his name, he placed the pen on the table. His hands were folded on his knees, under the table.

It's shaking.

Ji Yanran stood up and shook hands with him.

"It's been a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Lu. The payment will arrive this afternoon."

Lu Zhenhua grasped it back. His palms were sweaty.

Stepping out of the hotel.

The May sun in Shanghai shone on his face, so warm it was almost blinding. Lu Zhenhua stood on the steps and took his phone out of his pocket.

Dial a number.

It rang twice. I answered it.

"Wife."

His voice was hoarse.

"The company... is alive."

There was a three-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a rapid sob.

Lu Zhenhua hung up the phone and looked up. Sunlight shone on his sallow face, and he blinked hard twice.

Alive.

It's actually alive.

When Ji Yanran returned to the Future Technology Building, it was already 10 a.m.

She didn't go back to her office. Instead, she called an impromptu meeting with the administration department.

"The new headquarters, sixty-six stories, with a total construction area of ​​over 200,000 square meters." She projected the architectural drawings from her tablet onto the large screen in the conference room.

"The top six floors are marked as restricted areas; no one may enter or ask questions."

Her finger traced the six-story building on the screen.

"For the remaining floors, we will begin site surveys today. Then we will immediately develop a plan, and we need to complete the relocation in the shortest possible time."

The heads of several departments below gasped in shock.

The shortest timeframe? Procuring and relocating office equipment for a 60-story building?

"Is there a problem?" Ji Yanran glanced around.

No one said a word.

"Then let's get moving."

at the same time.

Tomson Riviera Villa. Second floor study.

Li Yichen pushed everything on the desk aside and spread out a sheet of A3 white paper.

Holding a 0.5 mechanical pencil in my right hand, the tip touches the paper.

Deep in his mind, the complete structural diagram of the exoskeleton armor was retrieved—carbon fiber titanium alloy composite skeleton, micro hydraulic joints, sensory neural interface, power transmission layer...

He began to draw.

The lines are extremely fine. Extremely precise.

Every stroke is a manual copy of the technical drawings imported from the system.

The only sound in the study was the scratching of a pencil against paper.

The sunlight outside the window moved half the distance of the wall.

He painted for a whole day.

Two days later.

Early in the morning.

Li Yichen changed into a black tracksuit, rummaged through his closet and pulled out a large travel bag, stuffing in several sets of clothes, toiletries and two packets of coffee powder.

I carried my bag downstairs.

Miaomiao was sitting on the sofa reading a picture book. Hearing footsteps, she turned her little head.

She pouted slightly when she saw the travel bag in his hand.

"Is my brother going on another business trip?"

Li Yichen walked over and squatted down.

"Brother's going to do something really amazing." He ruffled Miao Miao's pigtails. "When it's done, brother'll take you to see a rocket launch."

Miao Miao's eyes lit up instantly.

"Really?!" She jumped up from the sofa, grabbing Li Yichen's collar with both hands. "One of those rockets that whoosh and shoot into the sky?!"

"Hmm. Whoosh."

"Keep your word! Don't lie!"

"I'm not lying."

Miao Miao held up her little finger. "Pinky promise."

Li Yichen hooked his finger with hers.

"Pinky promise, a hundred years from now." Miao Miao finished reciting the spell, then released her hand with satisfaction and climbed back onto the sofa to look at the picture book.

Li Yichen stood up, grabbed his bag, and went out.

Looking up, I saw the U8 leaving Tomson Riviera and heading east towards the outer ring road of Pudong.

Forty minutes later.

Future Aerospace Group. Deepest part of the factory area.

In front of the precision laboratory building.

Li Yichen parked the car, opened the trunk, and took out a travel bag and two cardboard boxes.

They dragged them into the building.

The airtight door slowly closed behind us. The clicking sound of the metal latches echoed twice in the empty corridor.

laboratory.

The control panel has been cleared.

All the materials left over from the last holographic projection have been put back in their place. In the three underground warehouses, military-grade materials worth 5.2 billion are neatly stacked.

Li Yichen stood in the center of the laboratory.

Close your eyes.

In his mind, the complete technical data of the exoskeleton armor unfolded layer by layer—carbon fiber titanium alloy composite skeleton structure, micro high-pressure hydraulic joint system, sensor feedback neural interface, and power transmission architecture.

And then there's the most crucial element.

Miniature hydrogen fuel cells.

He opened his eyes.

"Ling'er".

The air above the watch distorts. Points of light condense.

Ling'er's holographic image popped out from above her wrist, hands on her hips, her skirt fluttering in the air.

"From this moment forward, the entire laboratory building is under lockdown. No one is permitted to enter."

"receive!"

"Exoskeleton Armor Project -"

Li Yichen reached out and took the first carbon fiber titanium alloy prefabricated plate from the material rack next to the workbench.

The cool, silvery-gray metallic surface reflected the outline of half of his face.

"Officially launched."

Ling'er put her hands behind her back, brought her little face close to the prefabricated slab, and rolled her pixelated big eyes around twice.

"elder brother."

"Um?"

"Are we building Iron Man?"

Li Yichen placed the precast slab flat on the workbench. The metal struck the surface with a low, muffled thud.

"Give it a try."

He unscrewed the toolbox and took out the laser cutting pen.

"If all goes well—"

The blue laser lit up.

The blinding light fell on the surface of the carbon fiber titanium alloy, and the metal began to emit a slight hissing sound.

"It should be possible to build it."