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

Chapter 47: Not a second-generation rich kid, but a super-rich first-generation.

The hotel served the food quite quickly; in no time, eight main dishes and four cold appetizers were placed on the table by the waiter.

Steam rose from the porcelain plate, but no one touched their chopsticks.

Liu Bing rested her hands on her knees, her back ramrod straight.

Han Fei sat next to him, staring at the bone plate in front of him, even holding his breath.

Liu Xue sat next to Li Yichen, her hand resting on the edge of the table.

Three people, three pairs of chopsticks, all placed on the chopstick rest.

Let Li Yichen make the first move.

Li Yichen observed the reactions of the others and knew that if he didn't start using his chopsticks, they wouldn't either. So he picked up his chopsticks and placed them together on the table.

"Eat up, do you think watching me will fill you up?"

Liu Bing then picked up his chopsticks, about to place a piece of roast goose on his plate, when Liu Xue next to him moved.

She stood up, took the bottle of Moutai from the waiter, dismissed the waiter, and closed the door behind her.

Only the four of them remained in the private room.

Liu Xue walked to Li Yichen's side, leaned slightly forward, supported the bottom of the bottle with her left hand, and tilted the bottle mouth with her right hand.

The clear liquor was poured into the glass in front of Li Yichen, splashing up a few tiny bubbles.

Fill it up.

She turned back to her seat and refilled her glass.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the bottle landed on the glass turntable with a "bang".

That was the last time.

Liu Bing's chopsticks were suspended in mid-air when the roast goose fell back into the plate.

He turned his head, staring at the wine bottle, then looked at Liu Xue.

"Sis, where's my wine?"

Han Fei was also stunned, and rubbed his hands together on the edge of his pocket.

They won't pour us wine?

What kind of invitation to dinner is this?

Liu Xue sat back in her chair and wiped her hands with a wet wipe.

"Why are you drinking alcohol, you little kid? Eat more vegetables."

Liu Bing's face twitched.

child.

He's 25, owns two branch companies, and has already renewed his driver's license once.

Now, at this dinner table, I've become a child who doesn't even deserve to drink alcohol.

Han Fei leaned back, opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but dared not utter a sound due to Liu Xue's usual intimidating presence.

The two of them turned their gazes to Li Yichen.

They know it perfectly well.

At this table, the only one who can keep Liu Xue in check is this gentleman.

Li Yichen picked up a piece of food, swallowed it, and put down his chopsticks.

Seeing the longing in Liu Bing and Han Fei's eyes, he smiled. He hadn't expected Liu Xue to be so strict with Liu Bing.

However, since Liu Bing and Han Fei have become his underlings, he, as the older brother, still has to say something.

"It's okay, just drink a little."

Five words.

It's light and airy, with little variation.

Liu Xue paused for half a second while holding the wet wipe, then immediately threw it into the wastebasket.

She pushed the wine bottle on the glass turntable toward Han Fei.

"Drink less."

Han Fei grabbed the bottle with lightning speed, as if afraid the wine would be gone if he hesitated even a second longer.

He quickly filled his and Liu Bing's cups.

The sound of the wine being poured into the glass was exceptionally clear in the quiet private room.

Liu Xue picked up her wine glass and stood up.

"Mr. Li, I was impetuous at the club just now. I'll offer you this glass of wine as an apology."

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The strong liquor, over 40 degrees, poured down her throat without her even raising an eyebrow.

Watching Liu Xue drink, Li Yichen thought to himself, "No wonder she's a businesswoman, she's impressive." Then, Li Yichen picked up his glass, took a sip, and didn't drink it down in large gulps.

Liu Bing and Han Fei quickly picked up their cups and took a big gulp.

After a few drinks, the atmosphere at the table became much more lively.

Liu Bing picked up some food and started talking.

"Brother Li, I'm completely impressed today. Your presence at the auto show was unmatched in all my years in Shanghai."

Han Fei chimed in from the side.

"Exactly. I've been thinking about it for ages, and none of the top families in Shanghai have the surname Li. Brother Li, who exactly are you? You're not some super-rich second-generation heir from a powerful family who's here for some training, are you?"

Liu Xue didn't speak, but she slowed down her grip on the chopsticks.

The ears are perked up.

That's what she wanted to know too.

With 300 million in cash flow, buying a car is as easy as buying cabbage.

This kind of profound knowledge and experience is definitely not something an ordinary person possesses.

She had already mentally reviewed the names of the top families in the capital.

Li Yichen leaned back in his chair, twirling the wine glass in his hand, listening to the conversation, and realized that they had misunderstood.

"I think you've misunderstood. I don't come from any big family."

He placed the cup on the table with a soft thud.

"He's not some super-rich second-generation heir." The others didn't understand what Li Yichen meant when they heard his words.

Liu Bing looked at Li Yichen in a low voice and asked, "Brother Li, what do you mean by that?" Li Yichen smiled and said, "Can't I be a self-made millionaire?"

The private room suddenly fell silent.

Liu Bing had just stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth, but forgot to chew it.

Han Fei's hand trembled, and the wine almost spilled from the rim of the glass.

Liu Xue's back tensed instantly.

A super-rich self-made man? It means that Li Yichen earned all his money himself.

These words carry immense weight.

Liu Bing and Han Fei had always thought that Li Yichen was a young master from some reclusive family who didn't care about spending his family's money.

Rich kids can spend money because their parents are capable.

But how terrifying must the methods and vision of the first generation of wealthy people be to earn their own money?

Early twenties.

Starting from scratch.

He could casually pull out 300 million to buy a car.

Han Fei swallowed hard.

Looking at Li Yichen's unbranded white shirt, he suddenly felt that the shirt was even more imposing than his father's custom-made suit worth tens of thousands of yuan.

Liu Bing swallowed the meat in his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Brother Li...you...you're amazing!"

Besides "cow," he couldn't find any other word. Liu Bing, regaining her composure, looked at Li Yichen and asked, "Brother Li, what kind of business did you start with?"

Upon hearing Liu Bing's question, Li Yichen took a sip of his drink and slowly replied, "Me? I just invest in cryptocurrencies, futures markets, and so on."

Liu Xue's mind was racing.

invest.

Those two words struck her nerves precisely.

The Liu family's current situation appears glamorous on the surface, but internally they are already stretched to the limit.

The pharmaceutical group's new anti-cancer drug took five years to develop and cost over a billion yuan.

Now that we've reached the final stage of Phase III clinical trials, the funding chain has broken down.

Banks tightened lending, and several long-term shareholders held onto their money, refusing to invest more.

If this drags on any longer, all the previous investments will be wasted.

She came to Heaven on Earth to arrest Liu Bing today because she was feeling irritable and had nowhere to vent her anger.

Now, a young investor who may have a huge cash flow is sitting in front of her.

Liu Xue put down her chopsticks and placed her hands, folded, on the edge of the table.

"Mr. Li is truly remarkable. To accumulate such immense wealth at such a young age, I doubt you could find many young people as capable as you in the country. I wonder if Mr. Li has any interest in investing in other industries?"

Li Yichen glanced at her.

This woman's thoughts were all written in her actions.

The tense atmosphere when they first entered was gone, as were the polite formalities when toasting.

This is purely a business probe.

With over 70 billion in cash, he's worried about where to spend it.

He's already bought a house, a car, and a yacht; now he's just worried about where to spend his money!

Investing in a physical business, pouring in hundreds of millions or even billions, is a matter of moments.

"We'll invest in anything. As long as the project is suitable, the size of the funding gap doesn't matter."

Li Yichen leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers twice on the table.

No matter how big the gap is, it's not a problem.

These words struck Liu Xue like a thunderbolt.

She bit her inner lip.

"Mr. Li, since you're in the investment business, I happen to have a project here. Would you be interested in hearing about it?"

Liu Bing was stunned.

"Sis, are you really going to discuss business here?"

Liu Xue ignored him, her gaze fixed on Li Yichen's face.

"Our Liu's Pharmaceutical Group has a new targeted anti-cancer drug. The Phase III clinical data is currently very good. As long as we can get through the final six months, once it is approved for market launch, the profits will increase exponentially."

She paused for a moment, her chest rising and falling slightly.

"However, we are now facing a funding bottleneck. We need a sum of money to get through the final hurdle."

Li Yichen stopped tapping his fingers on the table.

Pharmaceutical research and development.

This thing burns through money faster than building a car.

Billions of dollars could be poured in, and you might not even see a ripple.

But what he's least afraid of now is burning money.

He took the bottle and poured himself a little.

"How much is missing?"

Liu Xue's breathing quickened.

She gave a number.

"One billion."