"Our bank recently launched a new wealth management product. I wonder if Mr. Chen would be interested?" President Wang said to Chen Yu while pouring him tea.
"I appreciate your kind offer, but I don't need it for now. I have other plans for this money, and I'll consider your investment products when I have more funds in the future," Chen Yu politely declined.
“Uh… Mr. Chen, this is no small sum! Proper financial management can make money grow.” Bank Manager Wang wanted to persuade Chen Yu further.
Chen Yu waved his hand and said, "You'd better transfer the money to me as soon as possible."
Seeing this, President Wang had no choice but to give up.
After a series of cumbersome procedures, the 220 million yuan prize money was finally transferred to Chen Yu's bank account.
"Mr. Chen, having won such a big prize, how much do you plan to donate?" a reporter asked Chen Yu.
"Hehe, I'm not considering the donation for now," Chen Yu shook his head.
"Oh? Mr. Chen, there are still many children in mountainous areas of our country struggling in poverty. You've won such a huge prize, don't you want to take on any social responsibility?"
“The government will naturally take care of the issues concerning impoverished children. I’m just an ordinary citizen, why are you telling me all this?” Chen Yu retorted.
“Mr. Chen, you’re wrong. We are all part of the country, and we should help and support each other. The rich should help the poor. Your little bit of kindness can help many poor children have enough to eat and wear.”
"Oh? I see that the diamond ring you're wearing is quite big, probably worth over 100,000 yuan, right? It seems like you have a good income. May I ask how much you've donated to children in mountainous areas?" Chen Yu asked in return.
The reporter was speechless at Chen Yu's counter-question; she hadn't expected him to refute her in that way.
Her face flushed red as she retorted, "I'm not like you. Every penny I have is hard-earned, while you..."
At this point, she seemed to realize the inappropriateness of her words and stopped talking.
However, Chen Yu understood what she meant and laughed, "Are you trying to say that I got this money by sheer luck?"
At this point, Chen Yu looked up and glanced at the reporters around him, then said in a deep voice:
"As you all probably know, I spent 1 million to win this 220 million prize. What if I hadn't won? Wouldn't that 1 million have gone down the drain? If that were the case, who would donate money to me? Hehe, at that time, you would probably still rush to report on my story, but the content would probably only be gloating and mocking me."
Chen Yu's words, though rough, are not without merit; that is indeed the case.
After all, these journalists only care about whether their reports can attract public attention; what do they care whether others win the prize?
Whether Chen Yu wins the lottery or not, spending 1 million yuan to bet on 500,000 numbers is undoubtedly a topic that people will talk about, and they certainly wouldn't let go of such traffic.
However, the truth is one thing, and saying it in public is another. Isn't this a blatant slap in their face?
One of the young reporters, wearing glasses, couldn't hold back any longer and immediately confronted Chen Yu: "Mr. Chen, what was your mindset when you placed a 500,000 yuan bet on a set of numbers? Was it precognition or was there some other shady dealings? After all, the odds of winning the lottery jackpot are one in ten million. If you weren't absolutely certain, why would you spend 1 million yuan on a set of numbers?"
Before Chen Yu could say anything, the lottery center director who was with him became displeased.
He was immediately provoked, shouting at the reporter, "My friend, you can't just say whatever you want! As a reporter, how can you spout nonsense without any factual basis? Which media outlet are you from? How can you be so irresponsible towards public opinion!"
Upon seeing this, the reporter immediately realized that he had indeed acted impulsively.
In Daxia, to become a qualified journalist, there are certain issues he absolutely cannot touch.
His question just now clearly crossed the line!
Thinking of this, he lowered his head, not daring to meet the director's gaze, and thought to himself, "It's over, I'm afraid I'll lose my job!"
Seeing this, Chen Yu laughed and said, "Hehe, Director Feng, please calm down. We have nothing to hide. We should just answer people's questions. Why get so angry? It does sound absurd to say that spending 1 million to buy a set of lottery tickets is absurd, and it is understandable that people have doubts. However, I can give everyone a reasonable explanation for this."
Director Feng raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. Could Chen Yu really give a reasonable explanation for such a bizarre incident?
Since Chen Yu won the lottery, he has faced constant criticism, both online and in real life.
He's been under so much pressure these days! It's made him afraid to go online.
Even at work, all I could do was drink tea and read the newspaper to pass the time.
Because of these reasons, he actually had a lot of opinions about Chen Yu.
He didn't gain a single benefit and even got himself into a mess. Where can he go to seek justice?
If Chen Yu can provide a reasonable explanation, he will undoubtedly be the happiest one.
At this moment, the lottery center director, reporters on the scene, and onlookers all turned their expectant gazes toward Chen Yu.
The reporter's microphone was almost shoved into Chen Yu's mouth, and the camera was focused on Chen Yu's handsome face.
Facing everyone's expectant gazes, Chen Yu cleared his throat.
Then, with a serious expression, he said, "Alright, I'm not pretending anymore. I'll come clean. Actually, I'm someone who traveled from the future. It's normal for me to be able to predict the lottery numbers, right? By the way, Director Feng, this doesn't count as cheating, does it?"
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