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

Li Yichen handed the microphone to Ji Yanran and whispered in her ear, "Your throat's burning, you'll have to bear it."

Ji Yanran took the microphone, and her lips twitched slightly.

"You just don't want to stand on the stage."

You saw right through me.

Li Yichen gave her a "good luck" gesture, then turned and slipped backstage.

The cheers of 50,000 people were muffled by the heavy curtains, and the backstage rest area was empty, with only staff running back and forth.

He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, drank half of it, slumped into the sofa, and took out his phone to open a live stream.

The comments section went crazy.

"Mr. Li is so handsome!"

"The Other People's Boss Series".

"I'm so jealous, my company's annual party prize was a thermos."

"A thermos? You're having an annual party?"

Li Yichen smiled, swiped his phone a couple of times, tossed it onto the coffee table, put his legs up on the armrests, and closed his eyes to rest.

On stage, Ji Yanran's voice came through the speakers, so clear it sounded like it was being spoken right next to someone's ear.

"Now, please welcome our Grand Prize winner—Zheng Hong, an engineer from Future Aerospace Group—to the stage to receive her award!"

The audience erupted in applause.

Zheng Hong's legs were still trembling when she stood up from her seat.

Two colleagues supported him on either side as he walked onto the stage, like they were helping a drunkard.

When he stood in front of Ji Yanran, she handed him the property certificate, the keys, and a bouquet of flowers with both hands.

Zheng Hong reached out to take it, her fingers trembling so badly that the key slipped through her fingers. A staff member next to her reacted quickly and caught it.

"It's alright, it's alright, hold on tight." The staff member smiled and put the key back into his hand.

Zheng Hong gripped the bunch of keys so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her lips trembled for a long time before she finally managed to stammer, "Thank you, company."

The voice cracked, tinged with sobs.

Fifty thousand people in the audience applauded him, their applause so synchronized it sounded like it had been rehearsed.

After Zheng Hong stepped down from the stage, Ji Yanran picked up the microphone again.

"Next, please welcome the ten lucky winners of the first prize to the stage to receive their awards!"

The list began scrolling on the big screen.

Lin Zhiyu, Xue Shanshan, Chen Yubai, Gu Nansheng, Song Yi'an, Xu Qinghe, Zhou Zekai, Shen Siyuan, Ye Zijin, Jiang Yu.

Ten names popped up one by one, and each time a name appeared, a scream erupted from the corresponding area.

Xue Shanshan was pushed by a colleague.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

She stood up; her legs felt a little numb.

Congratulations poured in from those around her; people patted her on the shoulder, pulled her arm, and gave her thumbs up—all with smiling faces.

She was smiling too.

His lips were turned up, his eyes were curved, and his expression was spot-on.

But his steps were stiff.

Ten people walked onto the stage one after another and stood in a row under the spotlight.

Xue Shanshan stood in the second position, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards the backstage entrance.

The curtain was drawn, and nothing could be seen.

A sigh of relief? Or disappointment?

She couldn't tell the difference.

Ji Yanran began presenting the awards one by one.

The exquisite kraft paper document bag contained a copy of the property certificate, instructions for property transfer, and a brand-new key.

Congratulations, Lin Zhiyu!

"Thank you, Mr. Ji!" The first girl's voice was trembling with excitement as she took the gift.

the second.

Ji Yanran walked up to Xue Shanshan.

The two looked at each other.

Ji Yanran smiled politely as she handed over the file folder and keys, lowering her voice so that only the two of them could hear.

Congratulations. You're lucky.

The tone was flat.

But those eyes lingered on Xue Shanshan for two more seconds.

Xue Shanshan took the document, her fingers trembling slightly the moment they touched the file folder.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji."

The sound was mostly drowned out by the applause from the audience.

Ji Yanran had already moved on to the next person.

Xue Shanshan stood there, holding the file bag.

The spotlight made her back sweat.

More than 50,000 people clapped in the audience, and flashes of light went off one after another.

She smiled and waved to the audience.

My mind was filled with another image.

The man stood in this spot, the light shining on him. The man she had been calling "Brother Li" for over half a year was the creator of all this.

After the first prize was awarded, Ji Yanran abruptly changed the subject.

"Next up is the second prize round! The list of fifty winners is already on the big screen—"

The screen started scrolling.

When the name "Xue Shanshan" appeared again, the audience erupted in cheers.

"A double-yolk egg!"

"It's her again!"

"My god, what kind of lucky person is this!"

Xue Shanshan froze on the stage before she could even step down.

Ji Yanran glanced at her, her lips twitched, but she didn't say anything.

"Please come up to the stage, second prize winners! Those already on stage... don't need to come down."

The audience laughed.

Xue Shanshan's face was so hot it could be used to fry an egg.

The second prize was a luxury electric tram. Ji Yanran handed each winner a car key and a vehicle registration document bag.

"The car is already parked in the parking lot behind the stadium. The dealership delivered it last night. You can just go there to pick up your car after you receive your prize."

Xue Shanshan took the item from Ji Yanran for the second time.

Their eyes met, and they paused for a moment.

Ji Yanran's eyes were complicated.

It wasn't hostility, it wasn't jealousy.

It's more like... a knowing scrutiny.

Xue Shanshan lowered her eyes, gripped the car keys, and retreated back into the queue.

For the third to fifth prizes, Ji Yanran announced that there would be no more stage appearances.

"The winning amount has been automatically deposited into your salary account at the moment of the draw. Please check!"

The notification sounds of funds arriving on mobile phones were like dumplings being dropped into a pot, filling the entire stadium with a cacophony of ringing.

"It's in my account! The 10,000 I won has arrived!"

"Haha, 50,000! That's enough for me to live it up for a month!"

"Brothers, I've won 100,000! Tonight's karaoke is on me, on me!"

The cheers rose in waves.

Ji Yanran and the others calmed down a bit and raised the microphone.

"Alright everyone! That concludes the raffle—now it's free time!"

The insulated covers of the buffet tables around the stadium were simultaneously lifted.

The 50,000 people dispersed faster than a rocket ignited.

VIP area.

Miao Miao jumped off her seat, grabbed Li Niannian's hand, and rushed towards the dessert area.

The little legs kicked so fast that the schoolbag was thrown to the side.

"Hurry, sister! I see a strawberry cake over there!"

Li Niannian stumbled a couple of steps as she was pulled along.

"Slow down! What if you fall?"

"It won't fall!"

Miao Miao rushed to the dessert table without looking back, her eyes instantly lighting up like two light bulbs.

Tiramisu, macarons, cheesecake, fruit tarts, chocolate mousse...

"Wow……"

The little girl's mouth was agape in an "O" shape, and she almost drooled.

The annual meeting concluded amidst laughter and toasts.

As the night deepened and I looked up to see the U8 drive out of the stadium, Miao Miao in the back seat was already half-paralyzed.

His lower abdomen was round like it was stuffed with a ball, his eyelids were drooping, and he was still muttering to himself.

"Sister... I can't eat anymore... I'm too full..."

Looking at her like that, Li Niannian reached out and poked her bulging little belly, shaking her head with a wry smile.

"Didn't you just say you could have three more pieces of cake?"

Miao Miao rolled her eyes, too exhausted to retort.

Li Yichen glanced at the rearview mirror, a slight smile playing on his lips, but remained silent.

home.

Ji Yanran arrived half an hour later than them.

The moment she stepped into the entryway and pulled her feet out of her high heels, she collapsed onto the shoe-changing bench, tilting her head back, unwilling to move.

My toes are all numb.

"You're back?" Li Yichen poked his head out from the living room, holding a glass of water.

"Mmm," Ji Yanran replied weakly. "I'm exhausted. My feet are practically worn out from the annual meeting with 50,000 people."

Miao Miao was already sprawled on the living room sofa, too lazy to even turn on the picture cards, and mumbled something with her eyes closed.

"I ate too much... I'm so full..."

Li Yichen glanced at the little useless person on the sofa, then at the big useless person in the entryway, and smiled.

I poured a glass of warm water and walked over to place it next to Ji Yanran.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ji."

Ji Yanran raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

"You've got it easy, you just drew the prize and ran away."

"I was leaving the stage for you to shine."

"...Come on."

On the other side of the city.

Xue Shanshan drove her brand-new luxury car alone into the apartment complex.

Reverse the car into the parking space.

The engine is turned off.

The car fell silent.

Only the faint sound of the air conditioner remained.

She picked up the document bag containing the property certificate from the passenger seat and glanced at it.

I then looked at the vehicle registration certificate in front of the steering wheel.

A house worth two million.

A car worth 500,000.

My phone screen lit up. The colleagues' group chat was still buzzing with messages—over a hundred unread messages.

She turned her phone over and placed it face down on her lap.

He leaned back into his seat.

My eyes were fixed on the night sky outside the skylight.

It was pitch black, not a single star in sight.