"Waiting for the lottery draws, waiting for the devilish child to sob," someone said in the comment section.
Following that, the entire screen was filled with comments like that.
"Have you guys ever thought about what would happen if that many lottery tickets won? Even if the prize is just a small amount."
"Uhh —"
That comment instantly shut everyone up.
Now that everyone thought about it, what Ryan bought were lottery tickets.
The chance of winning big prize money was very small, but it was very likely that he would win a prize of five or even more than ten dollars.
Normally, there was a chance of winning 20 to 30 dollars for a normal person buying the lottery.
What Ryan had were three million lottery tickets. Even if the amount of prize money for each of the tickets was small, it will still be a huge number in total.
None of the people could imagine it.
It was simply all too exciting.
"Heavens, this brat is undergoing a godly operation."
"This bet is really big. I reckon that even the people in Las Vegas won't have the guts to do something like this."
Everyone had all sorts of opinions and guesses as to what would happen.
"I reckon that this brat gambled all his previous stocks. He had amazing luck three times, would he still have that kind of luck this time?
I don't think so."
Ryan's actions completely disrupted the program team's plan for an interview.
Where was the interview for the father and son swap experience?
It had been ruined by the huge pile of receipts on the table.
However, the chief editor of the show realized that the number of viewers for the program increased despite the unexpected program flow.
Money was everything and achieving the desired outcome was far more important than anything else.
But Ryan did not care about it that much.
"Do you have a cigarette? Give me one—"
Before the program team could say anything, Ryan said, "I don't like western food. I want to eat Japanese food. Can the program team deliver?
I'm hungry."
"Hurry up and prepare it for him."
Suddenly, the entire program team was busy.
They were all serving the man in front of them. Those who were in charge of the calls, called and those who were in charge of answering calls, answered.
Smith frowned and said softly, "Dear friend Ryan, do you have any guesstimates for the lottery?"
As a finance professor, he knew that the lottery did not entirely rely on luck.
A smart person could buy 3 lotteries and win 2 of them for a living.
"I bought it aimlessly. There's no guesstimate," Ryan replied.
Smith's face darkened.
'D*mn, this brat is a prodigal. Even if he's an investment genius who can earn some cash, he shouldn't be this prodigal. It's six million dollars worth of lottery tickets—'
As time passed, the program team turned on a huge TV in the Western restaurant.
The TV was specifically for lottery drawings.
Everyone was staring nervously at the big screen.
And that's when Ryan's Japanese food was served.
He frowned a little at the cuisine in front of him. Although it looked quite good, it's definitely not of high standards.
Where was the deep-sea caviar?
Where was the king crab roe?
There was sushi, but the rice is obviously of a low standard.
Such a large portion of Japanese food was only worth about 100 dollars.
'I'm the crown prince, no? Isn't eating such a thing considered degrading?'
"Mr. Ryan, why aren't you eating—"
The female host handed the microphone to Ryan.
He looked at her and said, "You call this Japanese food? This is absolute trash."
"Pfft—"
Ryan was always criticizing when he spoke.
"This devilish child is really spoiled, huh? Ugh, there's no hope."
Just as the program team was about to reprepare the meal, Ryan raised his hand and said, "Forget it, I know your program team is poor."
The host's smile froze.
This was f*cking infuriating.
'We've provided you with food, and you say it's trash?!'
'How could there be such an infuriating devilish child.'
'I hope you lose the lottery, d*mn it," the host thought to herself.
Everyone's eyes were still staring at the big screen.
Since there was still free time, Smith did not want it to go to waste, so he gave the host a look.
The host understood and said, "Mr. Ryan, why did you choose those three stocks from the stock market? Was it because you had predicted something earlier on?"
Ryan took a bite of the salmon roe and said with enjoyment on his face, "Of course. Do you think I'm stupid?
After all, I don't have much money."
'Aren't you stupid? You used more than six million dollars to buy three million lottery tickets of the same number. If you aren't stupid then who is?'
The host held back her emotions and asked, "Mr. Ryan, can you share your investment experience with us?"
Ryan looked at him and said, "You won't be able to learn from my experience, but there's no harm in sharing it with a bunch of country bumpkins like you."
"Awesome. The devilish brat publicly shamed the host for being a country bumpkin."
"I can't even begin to describe how impressive this kid is."
"Great, just great. How was this child raised? The children from the previous episodes are simply sh*t. They're certainly not on the same level as Ryan."
"Invincible prodigal!"
"I can't believe he made money by investing in other people."
"I have money too."
"Literally no one else would quit at the first day of work."
As Ryan ate his food, he mumbled, "First of all, the stock take-off for the San Francisco Department Store was inevitable.
The largest department store in America—Almart— had long had internal management problems but it was never visible to the public.
I'm sure that you have noticed many Almart products appearing on the shelves of the Happy Home Department Stores in major cities.
But the Happy Home Department Store that was under Almart for so many years had been claimed under the San Francisco Department Store now. A few days ago, I had considered that they might be able to push Almart out of business.
So when I saw that the stock of the San Francisco Department Store was showing positive signs, I decided to try my luck."
Ryan's analysis stunned everyone.
"OMG, I just checked the legal enterprise of Happy Home and it really is the San Francisco department store!
So the stores that we've been spending our money at are no longer under Almart?
I can't believe that the San Francisco Department store had carried out such a big operation so discreetly
Doesn't this mean that the San Francisco Department Store had suddenly become the most awesome department store brand in Ameri—AH—No, the most awesome brand department store brand in the entire world?
No wonder its stock had suddenly increased by 900%.
This is unbelievable"
"It's really not an exaggeration for this brat to call himself a stock God. Even if he did take note of all of that, how could he conclude that that particular stock would soar today?
This really is unbelievable."
Professor Smith was also shocked by that analysis. He understood more than anyone else that an extremely sharp business insight is required to dissect that type of information.
People with such an insight were simply extraordinary and were often top figures in the financial world.