"I also like street racing and going to bars."
The live broadcast room was in a ruckus after hearing Ryan's answer.
"Ah, no matter how talented you are at investing, a brat will still be a brat."
"I'm really so speechless. This child has issues. He's so young, shouldn't he pursue something meaningful?"
"Oh, I also like playing poker with beautiful women..." Ryan said to the camera without a hint of embarrassment.
"Hahaha, this child is too relatable. I also like to play poker with beautiful women. Who wants to play a game of poker with me?"
"The handsome guy above, do you want to join me?"
Countless men eyed the address that was sent to the comment section.
The host clearly did not expect Ryan to be so frank.
After all, this was a live broadcast with millions of people watching.
Anything that didn't sit right with the viewers would stir them up.
"All of you can go ahead and scold Rya. But I have a question, who hired this host? Isn't she too unprofessional? Is this the time to ask such a question?
Shouldn't she be asking about investment matters?"
What was the person playing at?
Did they not know what kind of TV program this was?
"Why does she have to ask about investment matters? All of you seem to have forgotten that this is a father and son swap TV program. The purpose of the program is to change the attitude of brattish children towards their lives."
"You guys are so focused on investment now. Doesn't anyone care about the reason why Ryan has such an exaggerated personality?"
Some people questioned the professionalism of the host.
Some only cared about investing.
Others had completely forgotten what the program was about.
'So this isn't an investment program? But an educational program?'
If they didn't understand the personality of the main star, how would they arrange a follow-up season for the program?
"Although the Father and Son Swap is an educational TV program, I really want to know why Ryan is investing in futures.
Could it be because he's overly confident? Is he being a spendthrift just because he earned some money yesterday?"
"You're acting as if 30 million dollars is small money. Why don't you show us if you have 30 million dollars?"
The truth is, Ryan's goal had been clear ever since he obtained the super investment system.
Starting a company would be his first step.
This way, he could quickly accumulate capital.
After the investment company was established, he would constantly make investments.
He would earn the greatest amount of money possible by spending the least amount of money.
A pen holder made of gold? A gold-plated sports car?
Private jets and private yachts worth more than a billion dollars?
The thought of owning these made Ryan smile. He was getting closer to the crown prince lifestyle that he had in his previous life.
When the time comes, he wouldn't have any scruples before spending money.
He could buy whatever he wanted as long as he liked it.
This was how a carefree life should be.
As soon as he got the revenue from the futures that he had invested in, he would be able to achieve the initial stage of this standard of living.
But for Ryan, this was far from enough.
What he wanted was an endless amount of money.
The host was in a daze, she was blushing and no one knew what was going on in her head.
A person who didn't know Ryan well would deem him a brat after listening to his answers.
He sounded like a brat who only knew how to eat and drink.
She composed herself and smiled, "Ryan, it's been two days since you have joined the program team. Have you thought about what you'll be doing in the next few days?"
Even the host herself couldn't bring herself to believe the things that have happened in the past two days.
This brat created miracles.
She and the audience were very curious—what was Ryan going to do next?
'Nice!'
"That's a good question."
"My plan is very simple. After the crude oil futures soar, I'll start an investment-type company. Young people who have hopes, interests, and innovative ideas can come to me for a venture capital investment."
"Besides, I don't care about the size of my company, I only care if it has commercial value."
"If we don't give young people with ideas a chance, how will we know if they can succeed?
In this society, too many young people with ideas have their dreams destroyed by reality."
The host nodded repeatedly as she listened to Ryan's answer, her eyes were sparkling.
The cameraman also gave Ryan a close-up.
"I think Ryan's plan is impossible to achieve! At least not in the short term."
"Why?"
"Why? Is there a need to say why? He invested all his money into crude oil."
"His investment in crude oil will destroy his dreams.
However, we can't rule out the possibility that Ryan will enter the stock market again and make a comeback."
"A comeback? I still think that Ryan was just lucky yesterday."
"If luck comes by that easily, then you should try it too and show us."
"No matter what, his thoughts are too naive. I won't comment much on this since he's still a child --"
"He's still a child..."
"He's still a child..."
"All of you have wasted your lives. At least he managed to get out of the stock market unscathed. I reckon that some of you who are commenting right now will have to sleep on the streets tonight."
"Quit talking. Dreams are based on reality, if crude oil prices don't go up, all of this will be empty talk."
"However, have you all ever thought about how much revenue Ryan will earn once crude oil prices increase?"
This comment made everyone in the comment section quiet for a second.
Then, all of them suddenly burst into laughter.
Countless voice messages appeared in the comment section, all of them were recordings of laughter.
"Rise? Do you really think he can judge everything? He's still an ordinary human after all."
The price of crude oil has always been determined by America. The American dollar is also the world currency. We have absolute control over this commodity.".
"Which country has the gall to stand in our way?"
"Yes, that's right. The information is very professional."
"I'm an investor, of course it sounds professional."
"What a pity. I wanted to see people eat their own words and live stream their embarrassing performances. It's too bad that it won't happen"
..
In the classroom.
Jon was holding a math test paper, his hands were slightly trembling.
The teacher was still on the podium, going over the test questions.
However, he was distracted by the massive '8 marks' that was written in red on his test paper.
What was even more infuriating was that the cameraman in the classroom even zoomed in on his test score.
"8 marks? How is that possible?"
Jon's eyes were red.
He had prepared so much last night and only managed to score a miserable 8 marks.
People would look at his 8 marks and deduce it as a result of not working hard.
Did he not work hard? Did he not study? He even held back from watching the football match.
He carefully looked at the two multiple-choice questions that he had gotten marks for, he compared his own solution with the teacher's solution.
He felt a little hopeless, it was different from his understanding.
This meant that the two multiple-choice questions were lucky guesses. His actual score was: "0."
"Class, students, you have to be responsible for your own results."
"Think carefully. When others are studying, what are you doing?"
"Think about it. When others are staying up late to study, what are you doing?"
"Who is responsible for your current results?"
"Students with poor grades need to go back reflect on this: what are you lacking that others have?
Do you lack a brain, or is your attitude towards your studies lacking?"
Although the teacher did not mention his name, Jon felt that the teacher's eyes never left him.
His face turned red.
He also felt as if all the students in the class—who were the same age as Ryan—were looking at him intentionally.
The teacher finally said, "So, tomorrow, I want to see your parents' signatures on the test paper. Don't even think about signing it yourself, I'll call your parents one by one to verify it."