Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

Xiaoya's eyes reddened after hearing this.

But she wasn't immediately overwhelmed by emotion; instead, she frowned with worry.

"Brother, I know you mean well, and I know you're willing to help us."

"Haozi is no outsider here, so I'll just say it directly."

"You've made millions now, but do you know how quickly that money goes?"

"You're not even married yet, you only have one car, and you haven't even bought a house. How much money will it cost you a year to invest in our business?"

"How much money do you have to afford this kind of extravagance?"

As soon as Xiaoya finished speaking, Yang Hao next to her nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, Brother Fan! Sister Xiaoya is right!"

"Millions sounds like a lot, but in today's society, money really doesn't last."

"What kind of nonsense is this, spending money on us? You should keep it for yourself to get married!"

"I think I'll just go back to working on construction sites. If I work hard, earning a few hundred thousand a year shouldn't be a problem."

Looking at his two younger siblings who genuinely cared for him, Yang Fan felt a warm glow in his heart.

He knew that there were some things he could no longer hide from them.

Otherwise, given their personalities, they would never accept my help with a clear conscience.

He was unwilling to tell her before, not because he could keep it from his own sister.

The problem is that there's no good explanation. In today's society, someone who was delivering food last year can suddenly become a billionaire today.

How do you explain this money?

They might think you're doing something illegal or disorderly.

So, he's been thinking about how to explain this for a while now.

He had already come up with an explanation for where the money came from.

A set of arguments that might be incomprehensible to parents and elders, but were absolutely shocking and "reasonable" enough for these two young people.

"Xiaoya, Haozi."

He smiled and shook his head.

"Who told you that I only have a few million?"

Xiaoya and Yang Hao were both stunned.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Xiaoya's eyes widened in surprise.

"How much money do you actually have? You didn't... do something illegal, did you?"

This was exactly the reaction Yang Fan had anticipated.

"What are you thinking about all day long, you silly girl?" Yang Fan playfully tapped her on the head.

"Since you're both here today, I'll tell you the truth."

"Your parents are too old to understand this. But you are all young people, so you should be able to understand."

"Well, I was lucky a couple of years ago and dabbled in some investments with other people. I made a little money on stocks, funds, and all sorts of other things."

"The main thing is... I had stockpiled some things before."

He paused deliberately and lowered his voice:

Have you heard of Bitcoin?

Xiaoya nodded, seemingly understanding, "I think... I've heard of it. It was mentioned in the news that prices have risen sharply, some even costing tens of thousands of US dollars?"

Yang Hao shook his head blankly. What was that? Could he eat it?

This is exactly the effect Yang Fan wanted.

"Yes." He snapped his fingers.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I've made a lot of money with these things."

He emphasized his words, looking into their shocked eyes, and said, word by word:

"You guys... probably can't even imagine having that much money in your entire lives."

"I have a lot of money in there, and it's still there to make more money, so I haven't taken it out."

"But if you need it anytime, I have more money than you can imagine."

"So, just listen to me."

Xiaoya was completely stunned.

She looked at her brother, whose familiar face held a composure and confidence she had never seen before.

Her brother's previous donation of several million yuan had completely shattered her worldview.

Now, her brother is telling her that this is just the tip of the iceberg.

How much would that cost?

"Brother..." Her voice trembled. "How much money do you really have? The way you've done this, I have no idea... Are you still the brother I know?"

"Don't worry about this," Yang Fan waved his hand, bringing the topic back on track.

"What you need to do now is plan out your path after graduation."

"Whether you're going to work or opening your own studio, whatever your plans are, you can tell me."

"Also, you two, please help me with some suggestions recently."

"Let's see what small businesses Mom and Dad, Uncle and Aunt can start in the city. Let's choose the safest option."

"You don't need to worry about the money or the procedures; I'll take care of it."

"It's better to settle down and have your own small business than to work for someone else your whole life."

Having said all that, Xiaoya and Yang Hao exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and determination in each other's eyes.

"Brother, don't worry!" Xiaoya nodded emphatically, "Leave this to me! I'll start researching and making a plan after the New Year!"

Yang Hao also chimed in, "Brother, I'll go back and discuss it with my parents to see what we can do."

"Okay." Yang Fan nodded in satisfaction.

He picked up the last bit of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"That's all for today, we should head back now."

He looked at Yang Hao: "By the way, have you made things clear with that woman? If you're going to break it off, break it off cleanly and decisively, don't drag it out any longer."

Yang Hao shook his head: "Not yet, brother. That's what I've decided, but if we want to cancel it, my parents have to go and talk to them."

Yang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Okay. I'll talk to my third uncle and the others about this tomorrow. We'll go to the girl's house together and settle this matter."

……

When I got home, the elders were already asleep.

The three siblings parked the car, quickly washed up, and went back to their rooms.

Yang Fan lay in bed, but his mind was unusually clear.

Once the idea of ​​helping family members takes root, it grows wildly.

He has 100 million yuan. Even if he takes out one-tenth, or ten million yuan, to invest in his family business, it would be more than enough.

These small businesses require limited investment, so losses are minimal.

Most importantly, it allows family members to have something to do, a stable income, and to no longer work so hard.

Once they have gained experience, they can gradually expand their business.

Life will always get better.

He doesn't want to do anything else now; he just wants to take his family to the city and make their lives prosperous.

It's settled then.

Just as his thoughts were racing and he was about to fall asleep, a line of familiar virtual text quietly appeared before his eyes.

Roulette of Fortune

[Countdown to the start of the next round: 11 days, 19 hours, 36 minutes, and 21 seconds]

As Yang Fan watched the countdown tick away, his heart skipped a beat.

I wonder what kind of ability the system will refresh next time.

Of course, he would prefer a system like the "Godly Rich System," which is simple and straightforward.

The "simp system" (or similar system designed to seduce someone who's overly subservient to another person) is probably not coming back.

But who knows?

However, he is completely different now than he was a month ago.

The 100 million yuan in cash he carries is his greatest source of confidence.

No matter what the system refreshes next, whether it's good or bad, he has enough resources and ability to deal with it.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly and closed his eyes.

The future is promising.