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Chapter 361 Just Count

"Okay, okay, you're awesome, you can pretend!"

"I want to see how you earn ten times what I earn."

"If you can't do it, in addition to paying the prize, I also want you to look good!"

Zhou Xiaoxuan lit Zhou Xiaoyu with his hand and became furious.

Zhou Xiaoyu said nothing, took out a cigar from his arms and put it in his mouth.

Movements are free and smooth.

There was a soft sound.

The end of the cigar ignited automatically and smoke emitted repeatedly.

The expressions of Zhou Xiaoxuan and others changed.

As warriors, they could naturally see that Zhou Xiaoyu was secretly controlling the energy to light the cigar.

But during the whole process, Zhou Xiaoyu didn't show any exertion. He did it naturally and with ease.

What a powerful control of Qi!

It is also an invisible pretense.

The meaning is simple:

If you have the guts, try it.

This guy really doesn't suffer at all.

Zhou Xiaoxuan gritted his teeth in hatred: "Xiao Ling, help me time the time."

"it is good."

Zhou Xiaoling took out her mobile phone, turned on the clock, and set a 15-minute countdown.

Zhou Xiaoxuan took a deep breath and calmed down.

Then he made a call:

"Uncle Fang, I am Xiaoxuan."

"I know, haha, is something wrong? Xiaoxuan."

"I want to earn some pocket money."

"You're still short of money, right?"

"There is no shortage, but I made a bet with someone to see who can make more money within a quarter of an hour, so I want to get involved."

"That's it, I get it, I'm going to make a wave of rising prices."

"You enter the market to go long in 3 minutes and close the position in 10 minutes."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Fang."

Zhou Xiaoxuan hung up the phone, did some operations on the phone, and then pointed the phone towards Zhou Xiaoyu:

"Open your eyes and see clearly."

"This is financial investment software. I just spent 300 million to go long in xx private equity fund."

"The data in the account proves that my transactions are real and valid."

“If you don’t understand financial investment, you can ask everyone.”

“If you don’t trust them, you can check online or call someone who knows the information.”

Zhou Xiaoyu slowly puffed out a puff of smoke: "No, no one in this world understands finance better than me."

Is this all pretentious?

Zhou Xiaoxuan said angrily: "That's fine."

He thought Zhou Xiaoyu would ask about his phone call with "Uncle Fang" next, and question whether he relied on help from others to make money, so he had already thought of how to answer.

The bet does not say that you are not allowed to rely on help from others, as long as you "make money legally" and are "real and effective".

One sentence can shut up Zhou Xiaoyu.

However, Zhou Xiaoyu not only didn't ask, but also didn't look at the rise and fall of the funds he invested in. He just smoked a cigar.

"I see how long you can pretend?"

Zhou Xiaoxuan thought he did this on purpose and sneered in his heart.

Soon, 10 minutes passed.

Zhou Xiaoxuan closed his position.

"Xiaoxuan, how much did you earn?"

"I see that the fund price has been soaring in the past 10 minutes. There must be at least 80.00% profit, right?"

……

Everyone looked around and talked a lot.

I am healthy...

Zhou Xiaoxuan opened his mobile banking account and his eyes widened immediately.

"Wow!"

"800 million!"

"Excluding the principal of 300 million, the net profit is 500 million!"

“I thought the 80.00% profit was quite a lot, but I didn’t expect that it was too little.”

"Awesome, Xiaoxuan!"

……

The crowd suddenly burst into exclamations.

"It's ugly."

Zhou Xiaoxuan laughed loudly, and the depressed mood that Zhou Xiaoyu had previously felt was gone, and he was filled with excitement.

Originally he thought earning 200 million was enough, but he didn't expect it to more than double.

"You didn't realize it, but I'm still a financial investment genius..."

Zhou Xiaoxuan felt happy.

But he forgot that it was "Uncle Fang" who manipulated the market and told him inside information to make so much money.

drop by drop...

At this time, Zhou Xiaoling's cell phone rang.

The 15 minute countdown ends.

"Come on, come on, it's Young Master Zhou's turn to perform on stage."

Zhou Xiaoxuan felt refreshed and looked at Zhou Xiaoyu with a teasing face.

"I still remember."

"It takes you 12 seconds to make ten times the money I made in 15 minutes."

"I just made 500 million, ten times that is 5000 million."

"Everyone welcomes you with applause. Mr. Zhou performed the feat of making 12 million yuan in 5000 seconds in front of the public!"

……

"Haha, this grandson is probably scared to death, right?"

"Earning 15 million yuan in 500 minutes, I guess Mr. Zhou has never seen this speed of making money in his life."

"I just like face-slapping scenes like this, it's so cool!"

……

The crowd clapped and laughed.

Zhou Xiaoyu threw away his cigar, took out his mobile phone, operated it for a while, and then faced everyone.

"This is my bank account. It has my name, exam number, and balance... all are true and valid. You can see clearly."

Everyone looked at it and were suddenly surprised.

"Damn it, did I read that correctly? The balance... is 50 billion?"

"Yes, five followed by nine zeros is indeed 50 billion."

……

For a moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Zhou Xiaoyu.

They come from martial arts families, so they are naturally not short of money. It can be said that each of them is a rich man, and their millions are just pocket money.

But the martial arts family focuses on martial arts resources.

As for worldly money, just enough for expenses.

Therefore, martial arts families do not make as much money as local overlords like Zhou Xiaoyu, Gao Family, and Yitong.

The balance in Zhou Xiaoyu's bank account has exceeded all the wealth owned by various aristocratic families.

Zhou Xiaoxuan was indignant.

He thought Zhou Xiaoyu could survive with tens of millions, but he didn't expect it to be 50 billion.

This guy is only two or three years older than him and has no family background. Why is he so rich?

Zhou Xiaoxuan still doesn’t know that this 50 billion is only a few tenths of Zhou Xiaoyu’s total wealth.

But soon, Zhou Xiaoxuan calmed down.

No matter how rich Zhou Xiaoyu is, he doesn't believe that the other party can make 12 million in 5000 seconds.

This competition, he won.

Zhou Xiaoyu said: "I just sent a message to my subordinates to buy the fund."

"It doesn't take 12 seconds to count dozens."

"Then you see what the account balance is."

"one two Three……"

……

Everyone watched with unblinking eyes.

After seeing Zhou Xiaoyu's account balance, they no longer had the intention to laugh.

But if it was said that Zhou Xiaoyu could earn 5000 million in just ten seconds, they, like Zhou Xiaoxuan, did not believe it at all.

"Four, five...eight, nine, ten."

Soon, Zhou Xiaoyu finished counting and clicked refresh.

The page showing the balance of the bank account flashed, and behind 50 billion, several numbers appeared instantly.

"Seven thousand... five hundred... ten thousand!"

A kid from an aristocratic family squinted at the numbers and read them out with a trembling voice.

The backyard was silent.

All the children of the aristocratic family seemed to be speechless, staring blankly at Zhou Xiaoyu's mobile phone screen.

Zhou Xiaoyu clicked on the details.

At the top is an electronic remittance of 500 million, and the note shows that it is fund investment income.

It was just a few seconds ago.

Zhou Xiaoyu smiled slightly and put away his phone: "Is everyone satisfied with my performance?"

The disciples came back to their senses, you looked at me, I looked at you, their faces were suddenly filled with shame.

Just now they were taunting Zhou Xiaoyu so vigorously, making endless remarks.

Now it all turned into an invisible fierce slap in the face.

Although Zhou Xiaoyu was pretending to be cool, he really did what he pretended to be.

And it’s not like making 12 million in 5000 seconds.

But seventy-five million in ten seconds.

Even better!