224: 222 Crouching Dragon and Hidden Chick (Vote for Monthly Ticket!) 224: 222 Crouching Dragon and Hidden Chick (Vote for Monthly Ticket!) “The sun shines high in the sky, the flowers smile at me, the little bird says: chirp chirp chirp, why do you carry a pack of dynamite…”
The next day at noon, Jiang Chen walked into the dormitory humming a song.
“Jiang Chen, what’s the good news that’s got you so cheerful?”
Luo Peng was surprised.
Jiang Chen didn’t explain and put the takeout food he was carrying on the table, “Haven’t you guys had lunch yet?
I brought some for you.”
Luo Peng and the others gathered around.
The dishes were lavish and didn’t seem like they were bought from the cafeteria.
“Jiang Chen, Luo Peng said you were taken away by a man in a suit yesterday?”
Li Shao asked.
“Mhm.”
Jiang Chen nodded.
“Bro Chen, who was that?”
Bai Zheli asked curiously.
Having already eaten with Li Shuru, Jiang Chen pulled up a chair and sat down, watching them eat.
“Actually, I won’t hide it from you guys, that was someone sent by my third uncle.”
At these words, Luo Peng and the others were all startled.
“Third uncle?”
“My third uncle is getting on in years and feels his time is running short.
Plus, he has no children of his own.
After a lifetime of hard work, he can’t just let his assets go to waste, so he sent someone to find me, hoping I would inherit his estate,” Jiang Chen said in all seriousness.
“Actually, I had only heard of such a relative and met him for the first time yesterday.”
Luo Peng was dazed.
Something’s not right.
Why does this story sound somewhat familiar?
“Bro Chen, your third uncle didn’t set a condition that you have to spend a certain amount of money in a certain period, did he?”
Bai Zheli asked.
Jiang Chen laughed.
“Of course not, what do you think this is, a movie?”
Luo Peng caught on.
No wonder it felt familiar, isn’t this the plot from ‘The Wealthy Tomato Tycoon’?
“So if you have any good investment projects and are short on funds, I might be able to help.”
“Jiang Chen, are you serious?”
Li Shao was skeptical.
“Of course, I am.”
Jiang Chen nodded solemnly.
He had already earned over twenty million through ‘dog-licking’ investments.
If he didn’t spend that money, it was just a bunch of numbers.
But he wasn’t the type to be extravagant.
Asking him to spend that money on luxury cars and designer watches was something he couldn’t do for now.
After all, twenty million might seem like a lot, but to the truly wealthy, it was nothing.
Now wasn’t the time for indulgence.
And furthermore.
Meeting high society figures like Shi Qianxi and Sun Xiyu, he was starting to realize that just having money was far from sufficient.
He needed a social status that matched his wealth, or to be more precise, assets!
Currently, as a student, he wasn’t attracting much attention, but if things continued this way, the problems would only grow.
It was the same principle that some people needed to launder money.
He had to spend this money and then retrieve it through legitimate channels.
Only by doing so would he avoid suspicions.
“But I can’t afford too large of an investment.
The first fund my great-uncle gave me is limited.”
“Damn…”
Luo Peng’s facial muscles twitched, disbelieving.
To anyone, such words seemed like bragging, but Luo Peng had seen it with his own eyes yesterday.
The man in the suit was tall and had a rugged aura, clearly someone who served a wealthy family—at least his own family hadn’t reached such a level yet.
And Jiang Chen’s expression didn’t seem like he was joking with them.
Forgetting about eating, Luo Peng immediately said, “Jiang Chen, you’re right, I do have a few good projects that are in dire need of a patron…”
“Forget about delivering ice to the Antarctic or investing in unfinished buildings.
I have limited funds and can’t shoulder such large projects.”
“What are you talking about, I’m not a genius.”
Luo Peng was even more serious than Jiang Chen, “My projects are absolutely reliable.”
“Peng brother, what kind of project is it?”
Bai Zheli, who was holding his food, became curious as well.
“There’s one project called the Online Girlfriend Service.”
“Online Girlfriend?”
Li Shao looked surprised.
“That’s right.”
Luo Peng said earnestly, “Think about it.
The pace of life is so fast now, and girls’ expectations are getting higher and higher, making it difficult for many guys to even start a relationship.
At this time, if someone introduces a virtual girlfriend project similar to an electronic pet, where users can develop and cultivate the most perfect goddess image in their minds through daily interactions, users could choose their preferred type and bestow initial personalities on their virtual girlfriends, such as queen, princess, girl-next-door, tsundere, and so on…
During the interaction between users and their virtual girlfriends, we could also design elements where users can increase intimacy through activities like dating and dining.
Tell me, wouldn’t such a product explode in popularity?
The prospects are limitless!”
After listening, Jiang Chen was somewhat stupefied.
Strange as the project seemed, it did sound quite appealing.
“Peng brother, are you sure you came up with this?
I heard that some students in the Computer Science department are already researching this project, they have even started to actually develop an APP…”
Bai Zheli interjected.
“That’s not important.”
Luo Peng said nonchalantly, “Do you know how Penguin started out?
They copied.
So what if I didn’t come up with it?
They haven’t applied for a patent or gone public, so why can’t I give it a try?
Society only cares about success or failure.
As long as we act quickly and achieve results first, capturing the market, then we’ll have succeeded.”
Luo Peng continued, “And there’s no need to worry about the profitability of this project.
We can set up many charging points, like ‘high-class restaurants’ for ‘dates’ and ‘designer clothes’ for the ‘girlfriends,’ all of which require additional top-ups to purchase.
With these ‘luxurious’ experiences, the relationship between the user and ‘girlfriend’ can also become ‘closer.’ We make money, and the users are satisfied—it’s a win-win.”
Bai Zheli was dumbfounded.
Wasn’t this exactly the same as what those students in the Computer Science department had in mind?
Li Shao was speechless for a long moment before finally heaving a sigh.
“If you were born a few decades earlier, maybe there would be no Jack Ma.”
Jiang Chen remained silent.
“Peng Zi, you could talk to those students from the Computer Science department, see if they really have the determination.
If they do, I might invest.”
Not just Luo Peng, even Li Shao was startled.
Bai Zheli had just pointed out that this project would probably flop, and yet he still wanted to invest?
He had thought Luo Peng was invincible enough, but someone else seemed even more audacious.
Their modest dorm room had produced two potential greats.