Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 663 A Simple Calculation Problem

"Hahaha..."

Fan Zheyu saw Lin Fan silent and thought Lin Fan was at a loss for words, feeling very smug again.

"Country bumpkin, you probably don’t even know what a finance department is. Talking to you about financial knowledge is downright bullying. But that’s the reality, you have to accept it. You’re a dead broke country bumpkin. The money you earn in your lifetime isn’t enough for me to buy a car. Tell me, what qualifications do you have to compete with me, what qualifications do you have to fight with me for a woman!"

Fan Zheyu laughed, trying to belittle Lin Fan.

He originally thought that with his robust physique, he could easily knock Lin Fan down with force, but he ended up suffering a big loss.

He was careless, not expecting this country bumpkin to be so strong.

This time, it was foolproof. If a punch couldn’t defeat Lin Fan, surely money could crush him, right? He graduated from the finance department of Harvard University, dealing with a country bumpkin was indeed easy, almost felt a bit unfair and lacking in style.

However, to win against Lin Fan, he didn’t care about style anymore.

Wei Yue’er was a bit angry and also somewhat contemptuous of Fan Zheyu. Didn’t he say he wouldn’t compete with Lin Fan on financial knowledge? He lost in force, and then went back on his word. It was such a slap in the face, and too shameless!

"Mr. Fan, you’re too shameless. Didn’t you say earlier that you’d only compete with Lin Fan in force? Aren’t you embarrassed to go back on your word?"

Wei Yue’er couldn’t help but speak.

Fan Zheyu chuckled, "I just want this country bumpkin to face the reality. He has brute force but will never be able to compare to me. I’m standing on a high ground he’ll never reach; he can only gaze up at me. A country bumpkin from the countryside, what right does he have to compete with a promising student like me!"

"Yue’er, I also want you to face reality. He’s a poor country bumpkin, he’s not worthy of you. There’s no possibility between you two. Only I am worthy of you. You should recognize your own position, reduce your interactions with these poor folks, you’ll lower your own class! At this time, you shouldn’t be in such a rural place, you should be in a villa, lying by the pool, enjoying coffee and afternoon tea, admiring the magnificent sea view. That’s the life we rich people should be living!"

Wei Yue’er felt very disgusted and coldly said, "What kind of life I lead and what choices I make regarding my life is my own matter. You have no right to point fingers."

She hated when others tried to dictate to her, telling her what’s right or wrong. She wasn’t a three-year-old child, she didn’t need others to arrange her life.

This Fan Zheyu, a self-absorbed egotist, was presuming to arrange her life. It was so annoying.

Fan Zheyu laughed lightly and said, "No problem, after we get married, you will gradually change your mind. You will eventually agree with me."

Fan Zheyu’s tone was filled with confidence.

Wei Yue’er snorted, "Fan Zheyu, rest assured, we’re not the same kind of people. It’s impossible for me to marry you. Even if I really marry a poor man, it would be my own choice, nothing to do with you. What’s more, you have no idea what kind of person you’ve provoked."

Fan Zheyu seemed not to pay attention to the latter part of Wei Yue’er’s words, only hearing the first part, and said with a smile, "Don’t speak too soon. Families like ours care about matching social status. Across Jiangnan, I don’t believe there’s anyone more suitable to be your husband than me. I trust your brother thinks the same. You must understand, sometimes for people like us, marriage is not fully within our control."

In some wealthy families, the marriage of children is not necessarily more free than regular families. Regular people can freely choose who to love, while for the wealthy, marriage might not be as simple as merely tying the knot.

Like the daughters of ancient emperors, even as noble princesses, they did not have freedom in marriage. Often, they were used as diplomatic tools and married off far away.

Even in a second-rate family like the Su Family, Su Jinjin almost had to marry into the Li Family, as a pawn for the marriage alliance between the Su and Li Families. Luckily, Su Jinjin met Lin Fan, staging a spectacular escapade from marriage.

Wei Yue’er sneered, "Fan Zheyu, are you showing off?"

Fan Zheyu chuckled, "Think whatever you like, I’m just stating the truth. Country bumpkin, I advise you to have some self-awareness, and don’t provoke Yue’er. She’s beyond your reach, I’m afraid you can’t bear the consequences! You, coming from the countryside, should find a simple countryside girl. City girls, are they even within your reach!"

Fan Zheyu was very smug. If he couldn’t compete with Lin Fan physically, he would compete in family background, wealth, and knowledge. In these areas, he overwhelmingly triumphed over Lin Fan, leaving Lin Fan with no chance of countering.

Just when Fan Zheyu was feeling pleased with himself.

"Did you say you’re a graduate of Harvard University’s finance department?"

Lin Fan suddenly asked out of the blue.

Fan Zheyu sneered and said, "Country bumpkin, you probably haven’t even left Tianhai. I studied in the United States, and you, a country bumpkin, mentioning Harvard only taints Harvard’s name."

Lin Fan smiled, "From my understanding, Harvard is indeed a good university, but it’s just so-so, not top-tier. After all, they have people like you, an idiot. Oh, maybe Harvard isn’t bad, it’s just you’re too bad, disgracing Harvard."

Fan Zheyu’s face darkened, and he shouted angrily, "Stupid country bumpkin, what are you saying?"

Then, he seemed to realize something, chuckled coldly, "You stupid country bumpkin, can only boast with words, what do you know!"

Lin Fan said, "You’re a graduate from Harvard University’s finance department and you’re working in an investment bank. So I’ll ask you a simple calculation question. Here we have about twenty villagers, keep in mind they are all currently destitute. I’ll give you one million in funds, how would you make them all millionaires within a day?"

There were twenty villagers, and funds were only one million, yet they were to become millionaires within a day, which was simply impossible!

Dividing the one million would only mean each person gets 50,000!

This is the most basic thinking of ordinary people.

Whereas investment thinking would be to find a way to turn one million into twenty million, so the twenty villagers would get an average of one million each, solving the problem.

Then the question becomes how to turn one million into twenty million within a day, a net profit of nineteen million?

Fan Zheyu snorted, "Lin Fan, that question is foolish. Turning one million into twenty million within a day—how could there be such a good thing in this world? If that were possible, there wouldn’t be any poor people in the world. Your question is simply unrealistic!"

Lin Fan smiled, "Is that so, what if I say I can do it?"

Fan Zheyu laughed, "Hahaha... what a big joke. That’s the funniest joke I’ve heard this year. Putting everything else aside, Lin Fan, you country bumpkin, where would you get one million? You probably don’t even have a hundred bucks on you!"