Throwing a steel coil at supersonic speed with one hand, you let me travel through the heavens!

Business people are very punctual; at exactly eight o'clock, the steel mill owner rushed over.

His surname was Zhao, and he looked just like the man in the photo. He was in his fifties, with a large belly, his hair was neatly combed, he was wearing a white shirt, a Rolex gold watch on his wrist, and a female secretary was with him.

The female secretary was in her early twenties, quite pretty, with a classic oval face, long black hair, high heels, a black pencil skirt, and glossy black stockings covering her legs. Her white shirt revealed lace details, giving her an innocent yet sexy look.

Wei Qingzhou merely glanced at her, and a sentence popped into his mind:

One is the chairman of the board, and the other is mature beyond his years.

"Young Master Wan, is that right? Please have a seat!"

Boss Zhao warmly shook hands with Wei Qingzhou.

Although Wei Qingzhou's attire was indeed a bit strange, he had been in the business world for a long time and had seen all kinds of people. He had long since moved beyond judging people's wealth and status based on their appearance.

"I heard from Manager Zheng that Young Master Wan wants to order a large batch of goods?"

"Yes." Wei Qingzhou nodded.

"This is quite a large quantity, fifty tons of hot-rolled steel coils. Our factory can only produce up to thirty-five tons of standard specifications. Anything larger would require a separate furnace and the molds would need to be remade, which would be quite costly."

As he spoke, Boss Zhao lit a cigarette and handed it to Wei Qingzhou, but Wei Qingzhou waved it away, so he lit it himself.

"Mr. Wan, could you please tell us which company uses it? We'd like to recommend the most suitable material for you based on industry standards."

"Ordered in an individual's name."

Boss Zhao flicked his cigarette ash and pondered for a moment.

Manager Zheng only needs to secure orders, while as the boss of the entire company, he has to consider many other things.

Seeing this, Wei Qingzhou reached into his backpack, actually taking the goods from the system space.

"bite"

A bright orange gold bar sat on the coffee table.

"This..." Boss Zhao asked in confusion.

"bite"

The second one, the third one, the fourth one...

The boy, with a nonchalant expression, started playing Jenga, stacking the gold bars high in alternating rows and columns.

Manager Zheng stared in disbelief at the gold bar tower on the glass coffee table, while his female secretary stared blankly.

"Haha, Young Master Wan is indeed generous!"

Boss Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter, stubbed out his half-finished cigarette in the ashtray, and said, "This business deal, our 'Zhenxin' Steel Factory will take it!"

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After confirming the delivery time and location, Wei Qingzhou left the chairman's office.

As he walked toward the steel mill gate, he thought that Boss Zhao would most likely put the gold bars he had just paid a deposit into the safe, and based on his experience from his second dungeon run, he would still take all the gold bars from the safe.

In this way...

"Click"

A pure white space filled with steel coils suddenly appears as a mirror image. As the texture of shattered glass expands, the two pure white spaces squeeze each other, abruptly merge, and become one.

World lines converge!

Wei Qingzhou felt a slight tremor in the system space. He quickly checked and found the ten gold bars used to pay the deposit lying there quietly.

"He's back after all..."

The boy was not surprised that his guess had been successfully confirmed.

He was just more curious whether the gold bars in Boss Zhao's safe were still there, or if they were in a state similar to "Schrödinger's cat".

"The system is still awesome."

"If this is true, it means I can farm gold bars indefinitely."

Wei Qingzhou thought about it for a moment and realized that since they weren't short of money, there was no need to do that.

He needs power more than money.

True power comes from within oneself!

After leaving the steel factory, Wei Qingzhou hailed a car and went to a professional gold shop in Bacheng to sell a 500g gold bar for emergency cash. Then he went to a sports lottery shop.

The money behind the gold bars ultimately has an unknown origin and no explanation.

But the money spent on sports lottery betting is clean and safe, so you can spend it without worry!

Wei Qingzhou randomly picked a sports lottery shop on the roadside. It looked like it had just opened recently, with a fairly new decor and the glass window covered with past winning announcements and World Cup schedule posters.

"It looks like a new store, so where did all these past winning announcements come from? Maybe it's an old store that's being renovated."

Wei Qingzhou pushed open the door and entered, a strong smell of smoke hitting him.

He frowned, instinctively covered his mouth and nose, and then looked around.

There were quite a few people in the store.

Several middle-aged men sat in chairs smoking and chatting. The ashtray was piled high with cigarette butts, and there were lottery tickets and scratch cards on the table.

An elderly man was making corrections on his betting slip.

Some people were watching the game on the TV hanging on the wall.

USA vs. Paraguay

As soon as the American team scored a goal, some people slammed their fists on the table and cheered, some even standing up excitedly, while others grumbled and crumpled their lottery tickets into a ball and threw them into the trash can.

Actually, there aren't usually this many people at the sports lottery shop, and it's even quieter on weekdays.

Nowadays, many young people buy scratch-off tickets, but very few actually buy lottery tickets.

But thanks to the World Cup these past few days, the store has been bustling even during working hours.

The boss is a man in his thirties or forties, a very eloquent man, who is chatting with several long-time customers.

After all, the lottery business is still largely based on "familiar customers," mainly repeat customers from the surrounding community.

Seeing Wei Qingzhou enter, he spat out the sunflower seed shells and greeted him with a smile, "Handsome, what would you like to buy? The scratch cards are on the counter, pick one yourself."

"World Cup predictions." Wei Qingzhou stepped forward. "This is my first time betting, I don't know much about it, could you explain?"

"Is this your first time buying?"

The owner got up and let the regular customers chat for a while. He went to the counter, took out a betting slip from the drawer, and marked the form on it with a ballpoint pen.

"It's actually quite simple; it's just about predicting the outcome of each match."

There are three possible outcomes: win, draw, or loss. You can choose one.

"For example, in the game at 3 a.m., Canada vs. Bochum, you can put a checkmark under the name of the player you think will win. When the final result comes out, if you guessed correctly, you will be paid according to the odds."

He pointed to the odds table hanging on the wall: "Look, the odds for Canada to win are around 1.x, for Bochum it's around 4.x, and for a draw it's around 3.x. If you bet 100 yuan on a draw and win, you'll get the odds at around 3.x, which is about 300 yuan."

"Then the money won is tax-free if it does not exceed 10,000, but if it exceeds 10,000, a 20% incidental income tax will be levied."

After listening attentively, Wei Qingzhou asked, "If I guess correctly, I only earn three times the money. Is there a way to earn even more?"

A middle-aged man filling out a betting slip next to him looked up, sized him up, and said, "Young man, you've got some big ambitions. Thinking you can get rich overnight on your first bet?"

Another person chimed in, "Guessing the ball isn't that simple. You'd better just stick to scratching the lottery tickets."

"Go away, don't scare my new client."

The shopkeeper waved his hand to "shoo them away," then pulled out several longer betting slips from under the counter: "Yes, young man, we guarantee you'll get some."

"If you guess one match, that's called a single-match bet. If you want to guess several matches in a row, that's called an parlay bet."

The more strings you buy, the higher the multiplier!

"For example, if you guess eight games correctly in a row, the odds of each game are multiplied together, and the final number is multiplied by your initial bet. That's how much money you can get. But there's another rule to this game: if you guess one game wrong, even if you guess the previous seven games correctly, the whole ticket is void and you won't get a single penny."

"Therefore, although the odds of parlay betting are amazing, the probability of winning is extremely small, and you can only guess a maximum of eight matches in a row."

Wei Qingzhou decisively said, "I'll bet on a parlay where I guess all eight games in a row."

"This is called an eight-leg parlay!"

An elderly man stepped forward to join the fun, chuckling as he said, "Even we veteran lottery players don't dare to play this lightly. Young man, you don't even know anything about football, yet you come up with an eight-leg parlay. Aren't you just throwing money away to the sports lottery center?"

Wei Qingzhou smiled nonchalantly: "Maybe they're just giving me money?"