Short videos often featured those maddeningly indecisive multiple-choice questions.
For example, if you had 3 yuan, how would you choose your life from the following options?
A perfect social life: 40 yuan; an excellent education: 50 yuan.
A dream job: 60 yuan; a special talent: 20 yuan.
A chair you could easily kick away: 2 yuan; a sturdy rope capable of supporting your weight: 1 yuan.
These questions were always agonizing, since you couldn't have everything.
You would always think, If only I had 173 yuan.
And now, it wasn't 173 yuan, or even 1.73 million yuan. Gold worth a full thirty million lay right before him.
This wasn't Wu Min's "ten million happy, ten million delighted, and remember to keep your eyes open when sleeping." This was a genuine thirty million.
Although gold of this quantity and caliber couldn't be cashed in as easily and carefreely as the bracelet from last time. Never mind whether any single shop had thirty million in cash flow—if Lin Li dared to take it out without being able to prove its source, he could be greeting Yang Liang with "Uncle, hi hi" that very night.
But that wasn't something he needed to consider right now.
He would get his hands on it first.
He could slowly cash it in through small amounts, multiple transactions, and multiple shops. Lin Li wasn't in desperate need of money anyway. Just owning this much gold felt incredible.
Experts claimed that gold could be categorized as a medicinal material, because studies showed that it had excellent effects in relieving trypophobia, anxiety, and the pressures of daily life.
Just imagining a hundred jin of gold beneath his bed made Lin Li feel that life had become more beautiful.
At that moment, Su Dan blinked at Lin Li's undisguised goal