"It's not that I don't have ideas, it's just that you can't execute them, and you lack the vision. The initial investment is too much, and I'm too lazy to do it; it's also too much trouble to manage. Besides, I'm not interested in making money; money isn't everything. Only by turning money into knowledge and doing things I'm interested in will it have any effect. As for other things, well, can money save a person?" Zhao An smoked a cigarette and continued playing cards.
This time, he didn't try to win immediately, but played slowly, waiting until he had a good hand before trying to win. He couldn't refuse money offered to him.
This time, Zhao An again didn't reveal his cards, speaking as he played. He had already devised a way to trap his opponents. You know, during the American Gold Rush, who made the most money? Everyone thought it was the gold miners. But the truth is, the ones who made money were the merchants who provided the tools. Whether they mined for gold or not, they sold a lot of tools. Even if they didn't make the most, they were definitely in the middle. Stable profits are the real way to make money. Do you really think making money is about luck? That's called getting rich overnight!
"Self-draw, Mixed Suit, All Pairs, Double High Hand, Concealed Hand. 120 points, 130 million each." Zhao An smiled and flipped over his tiles. Another self-draw. It was just as the other three players had cleared their hands and were waiting to call for a self-draw, only to have Zhao An win. That was the most infuriating thing.
If you couldn't reach it, it would be fine, but to be so close and then have it beaten to it is the most infuriating thing.
Xu Chun's expression wasn't so good anymore. Another 130 million? Damn it, who can afford that? In less than five minutes, almost 400 million had been gone, and he hadn't even earned a penny back. What was the point of playing? "What good way do you have to make money? If you think of anything, just say it. We can help, even though I don't like you. When it comes to making money, there's no such thing as liking or disliking."
"Heh, why should I tell you? Pay up." Zhao An sneered, clearly trying to raise the price.
"Why don't you tell Qingyang that you two don't get along?" Huang Yu's words were a direct attempt to sow discord, without any pretense.
"Haha, business is business, and personal relationships are personal relationships. The Bai family won't interfere in any of its members' affairs. Individual well-being helps everyone else well. Your words are a bit one-sided; you should be punished with three drinks." Bai Qingyang chuckled, changing the subject. He wouldn't accept such low-level attempts to sow discord. One shouldn't be too greedy; enough is enough.
Besides, Zhao An seems difficult to get along with, always blunt and ready to fight at the slightest provocation. However, if you find the right approach, everything is negotiable, very negotiable.
If force doesn't work, try a softer approach. Some people like a gentle approach. A kind and gentle persuasion is always more comfortable and natural than a hard one.
"Haha, you're quite the smooth talker. Mine, mine, I'll punish myself with three drinks." Huang Yu also picked up his red wine and drank. "Come on, let's play a couple more rounds. It's been a long time since I've sat down and had some fun. Spending money to have some fun."
"Looks like I'll have to follow you from now on. You're the trendsetter. Since your debut, everything you do has been top-notch. I admire you. Come on, let me toast you, do as you please." Fang Shunli also picked up his glass and made a toasting gesture. He didn't care about money; achieving the big goal was his top priority.
"Now that you all know about the financial crisis, I won't go into detail. To revive the economy, we need to find demand. You're not interested in opening hair salons, and you're not interested in fast food, so let's do something else." Zhao An continued to play cards, occasionally glancing at Bai Yue's large breasts, giving off a nouveau riche vibe, but a somewhat low-class feeling.
This was an atmosphere Zhao An deliberately created. He had no pursuit or requirements regarding his image. What others thought was insignificant to him. Bearing the title of genius, it's normal for him to do something. Geniuses are always eccentric, aren't they?
"You mean starting with food, clothing, shelter, and transportation?" Xu Chun wasn't stupid; he understood immediately. But what was the key?
"Looks like you're not stupid after all. Alright, since that's the case, then you understand. Since you understand, I won't say any more." Zhao An smiled mockingly, casually playing cards, smoking, and drinking.
"You!" Xu Chun almost spat out blood in anger. He'd never seen such shamelessness. They'd brought the topic to this point, and then he said he wasn't going to do it anymore. What was this?
"Interesting. Tell me your good plan. I'm really looking forward to your ideas." Huang Yu was also somewhat surprised. Although a full-scale attack on the Bai family was a fact, getting better profits from it was also a good thing. Destroying Zhao An's platform wouldn't be easy; it required being prepared to burn money for a long time. This was about using capital to suppress them.
If it's the real economy, it's easy to suppress because there are clear targets. But the internet economy is a different story; cracking down on this industry is much more difficult.
"Self-draw, pure hand, all pairs, winning on a kong, concealed hand, five-of-a-kind, two hundred points, pay up." Zhao An finished speaking and flipped the tiles over again. "Oh, that's two hundred and ten million in total, pay up."
Who would dare play this kind of mahjong? In less than ten minutes of these three rounds, over a billion had already been lost. Zhao An was making a fortune, but the other three players were losing so much they were practically broke.
Xu Chun's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He couldn't keep going like this. If they played for an hour, wouldn't he lose five or six billion at this rate? "I'm done playing. You've got good luck. If I don't play, who will?"
"Since that's the case, how about we bet something more exciting? You can bet something special—it could be an industry, a company, land, or even a woman." Zhao An's eyes flickered, slowly luring the other party into his trap.
This made everyone present pause. Good heavens, is he addicted to gambling? A good piece of land can generate much more economic value; that's not just a matter of a couple hundred million, but tens of billions. Is this gambling? This is high-stakes gambling! Win and you'll be living the high life; lose and you'll commit suicide by jumping into the sea!