Three years later, the platform went public, its market value exceeded 10 billion, and his shares were worth more than 2 billion.
As for those advertising planning jobs, they were just a way for him to earn some pocket money in his early days.
They could create classic advertising copy from their previous life in advance and sell it to the relevant companies, each copy fetching hundreds of thousands of dollars.
He isolated all of these through a multi-layered corporate structure and offshore accounts.
Make sure no one can connect " Reincarnation " and "LY", as well as that mysterious investor, with the boy in the old school uniform at Dafeng City No. 3 Middle School.
Two billion.
This is the source of Ling Yi's confidence after ten years of dormancy.
But he knew that money could solve many problems, but not all of them.
For example, my third uncle's family.
Money might temporarily deter them from taking action, but it can't completely dissuade them.
The three months before the agreement expires are the most dangerous time.
For example...
He glanced out the window; night had completely fallen, and the city Mars like scattered gold dust on a black velvet cloth.
Is this world really just an ordinary parallel world?
What exactly is that newly installed light blue cesium camera at that intersection?
Furthermore, he has been in this world for ten years, but the so-called "system" has never been activated.
Ling Yi's memories have some issues.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person.
However, fragments of memories would occasionally surface in his mind.
In my previous life, these fragments of memory were still very blurry.
But after traveling through time, these fragmented memories became clear and coherent.
From these fragments of memory, he Yinyin guessed some of the truth.
At the very beginning of my journey to this world.
The system not only pinged, but also displayed a system interface.
However, the system needs to complete an activation process before it can be officially launched.
Then, the system went completely silent.
I have absolutely no idea how to activate it or what the task is.
Ling Yi could only pretend that this system didn't exist.
In fragments of his memory.
He is a time traveler who has traversed countless worlds.
In the previous world, although the system was only activated after the transmigration, at least it provided a clear opportunity.
This time, however, he felt as if he had been thrown into a completely unfamiliar Wasteland, without any guidance.
Ling Yi threw himself onto the bed.
Never mind, no rush.
He's waited ten years; a few more days won't make a difference.
Saturday, dinner time.
When Ling Yi came out of the room, the dining table in the living room was already set with food.
Four dishes and one soup: braised pork, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried Potato with vinegar, plus a seaweed and egg drop soup.
Third Uncle Ling Jianguo sat in the main seat, with a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) in front of him, half-empty.
He was in his early forties, slightly overweight, with a slick smile typical of businessmen.
Seeing Ling Yi come out, he waved and said, " Little Yi, come and eat."
Third Aunt Wang Guifang was sitting next to her, serving food to her cousin Ling Xue'er.
Ling Xue'er is two years younger than Ling Yi. She is in her third year of junior high school. Earth Reincarnation has fair skin and a pair of bright, Liuliu eyes.
Ling Yi glanced at the three of them, a cold smile playing on his lips; he already knew what was going on.
There are still a few months left, and you can't wait any longer?
"Brother, come quick! I made scrambled eggs with tomatoes today!" Ling Xue'er said with a grin.
Ling Yi sat down opposite her, picked up his chopsticks, and took a bite of rice.
Ling Yi didn't have much ill will towards Ling Xue'er.
She was just a naive little girl who didn't understand her parents' complicated intentions.
Of course, hating a rooftop house won't necessarily bring much affection.
" Little Yi!"
Ling Jianguo picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and spoke with a smile.
"The college entrance exam is coming up soon, right? How's your preparation going?"
"Good."
Ling Yi didn't even look up.
"It's not good enough, we need to work harder."
Ling Jianguo put down his wine glass, his tone becoming earnest and earnest.
"Look at you, your parents are gone, your third uncle is your closest relative."
"Your third uncle has no other skills, he just hopes you can get into a good university and have a bright future, so that your third uncle can be proud."
Ling Yi ate his meal in silence, without saying a word.
He'd heard this kind of talk for ten years; it was always the same routine—first play the emotional card, then get to the point.
Sure enough, Ling Jianguo took another sip of wine and changed the subject. "By the way, Little Yi, about your house... your third uncle wants to discuss it with you."
"Look, you're about to take the college entrance exam. After that, it'll be summer vacation, and then you'll be eighteen."
"Shouldn't we start preparing that agreement in advance?"
Wang Guifang immediately chimed in, "Yes, Little Yi, you know how fast housing prices are rising these days, the sooner the better."
"Besides, you won't be living here anymore after you go to university, so the house is just sitting empty. We might as well give it to us sooner rather than later, so it'll save us the trouble."
Ling Yi put down his chopsticks, picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth, then looked up at the two anxious faces opposite him.
"The agreement states that it will be processed after my eighteenth birthday."
His voice was calm.
"Three months left."
"Oh well, three months is still a wait."
Wang Guifang's smile seemed a little stiff.
"Besides, it's not a bad thing to get it done ahead of time. The sooner you put this worry down, the more focused you'll be on your exam preparation, right?"
Ling Yi looked at her, his gaze as calm as a stagnant pool.
"Third Aunt," Ling Yi's voice was devoid of any emotion.
But this indifference made Uncle and his wife feel a little uneasy.
"An agreement is an agreement." Six words, no more, no less, yet they were like a bucket of cold water poured on the table.
Ling Jianguo's smile finally faded. He put down his wine glass, and his expression became somewhat subtle.
It wasn't anger, but rather a sense of embarrassment and restraint after being exposed.
"Why does this child speak so rudely?"
She wanted to say something strong, but when she met Ling Yi's gaze, her attitude softened.
He chuckled twice, picked up his glass, and took another sip.
"Alright, alright, your third uncle was just saying that casually. Focus on your exams, there's no rush about the house."
Wang Guifang wanted to say something, but Ling Jianguo kicked her under the table, which made her shut her mouth in a huff.
Ling Xue'er looked at her father, then at her mother, and then at Ling Yi, who was eating silently across from her. She seemed to sense something, and lowered her head without saying a word.
She's sixteen years old; she's not stupid.
Even the most naive person could see something.
The dinner ended in a subtle silence.
Ling Yi got up, cleared away his dishes, returned to his room, closed the door, and locked it.
He leaned against the door and closed his eyes for a while.
My third uncle's family's patience is almost exhausted.
Three months is neither a long nor a short time.
If it were just about the property, he could have simply completed the transfer of ownership according to the agreement on his eighteenth birthday, since the house was practically worthless to him anyway.
The problem is, my third uncle's family won't be satisfied with just getting one house.
Ten years have passed. They've watched Ling Yi grow up day by day, and the expiration date of the agreement is drawing ever closer. Their greed has also swelled day by day.
They began to wonder: how could an orphan with no parents and no connections live such a carefree life?
Is he hiding something?
Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will take root and sprout.
Ling Yi knew that in the next three months, his third uncle's family was likely to do something outrageous.
He is not afraid.
But he didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.
With the college entrance exam just around the corner, he needs to focus all his energy on the most important thing.
As for Uncle San's family...
Let's talk about it after the college entrance exam.
He walked to his desk, opened a drawer, took out the flagship phone, and opened an encrypted folder.
The folder contains three subdirectories.
The first directory contains the audio and video recordings of the conspiracy between my third uncle and third aunt ten years ago.
The second directory contains evidence of the various mistreatment he suffered at the hands of his third uncle's family over the past ten years.
This includes photos of his old injuries, records of his lowest-priced meal at the cafeteria, and recordings of his aunt repeatedly complaining to her family on the phone about "raising this money-losing brat."
The third directory contains only one file.
File name. "Report on Ling Jianguo and Wang Guifang's Suspected Attempted Murder".
He had been preparing this document for five years, just waiting for the right opportunity.
Ling Yi glanced at the document, then turned off her phone and lay back down on the bed.
It's not the right time yet.
Let's wait a little longer.