Chapter 12

"Once again, it's time to showcase the vast number of people in our country. Actually, there's no need to travel far to those scenic spots to see the crowds; you can see them at the toll gates. If you must get on the highway, remember to bring food and water, because you never know how long you'll be stuck."

On the morning of October 1st, Wang Zixuan posted this message on Weibo.

It quickly drew some fan comments.

"Prince is so handsome."

This one is a fan, no need to pay attention.

"Prince is absolutely right. I'm stuck on the highway right now, wailing."

"I'm already seeing the crowds at the scenic spots."

"There's no choice. It's rare to have a holiday, and there's no time to see the crowds at other times."

"Is Prince not going on vacation?"

"Guess which country Prince will go to for his vacation."

"Is Prince taking a private jet? Request a selfie."

"Prince must have a private island."

Wang Zixuan found that his fans' imagination was far greater than his own.

Private jets, private islands...

Yeah, I'll have them all.

Wang Zixuan posted another Weibo: "Quietly working at home, looking at the handsome man in the mirror. This year's goal is to donate 100 million and buy a few islands. Yeah, with the money I earn myself."

It immediately drew many comments.

"Prince is so handsome."

"Prince is so awesome."

"Prince is so amazing."

"A cow flying in the sky, is it time to squander again?"

"Prince is so loving, donating money again."

"Squandering is still beautiful."

"Looking forward to the birth of a big liar by the end of the year."

"Prince said it's a goal, not that it will definitely be achieved."

Wang Zixuan, seeing that some netizens accused him of lying, posted another self-deprecating Weibo: "Format for the lying contest: 'My goal this year is to donate xxx and buy a few xxx. Yeah, with the money I earn myself.' Let's call it the 'Wang Zixuan Lying Style' and see who can lie the best."

It quickly drew a large number of netizen comments.

"My goal this year is to donate 1 billion and buy a few archipelagos. Yeah, with the money I earn myself."

"My goal this year is to donate 10 billion and buy a few countries. Yeah, with the money I earn myself."

"My goal this year is to donate 100 billion and buy a few planets. Yeah, with the money I earn myself."

...

During the National Day holiday, Wang Zixuan didn't go out. He spent his days online, reading books, and working out, occasionally posting a few Weibos to tease his fans.

With various reports and Sina's official recommendations, the number of people following Wang Zixuan broke 100,000 in just a few days.

Wang Zixuan gained several new nicknames.

"Quiet Selfie Prince"

"Homebody Prince"

"Self-Deprecating Prince"

"Low-Key Show-Off Prince"

Wang Zixuan didn't deliberately post any flashy photos, but he didn't avoid them either.

Indoor swimming pools, indoor gardens—these were all obvious.

The carpet, porcelain plates for snacks, teaware, and more were all top-tier luxury items.

Many times, Wang Zixuan didn't even notice the items in the photos.

Every time Wang Zixuan posted a photo, many netizens would look for any high-end items in the picture.

Wang Zixuan's photos also made many netizens envious and jealous.

The sad part isn't that they can't afford his luxury cars, but that they can't even afford to break his plates!

During the National Day holiday, the London gold price rose continuously.

On October 7th, Wang Zixuan closed his position at $1,043 per ounce, netting a profit of $3.12 million from 600 long positions, bringing his account balance to $6.04 million. (For ease of calculation, only the spread was considered, and the overnight holding interest was ignored, which was indeed minimal.)

He then immediately opened 1,000 long positions at $1,043 per ounce, worth $143 million, with a leverage of 17 times.

Wang Zixuan also posted a screenshot of his floating profit on Weibo: "Made over $3 million in ten days, seems a bit slow."

This Weibo post immediately drew many forwards and comments.

"Prince is so handsome."

"Low-Key Show-Off Prince."

"Hubby is so awesome."

"Hubby is so cool."

After showing off on Weibo for a while, Wang Zixuan went back to reading.

With Sina's official recommendations, many Weibo users followed Wang Zixuan, and many girls registered for Weibo to follow him.

Wang Zixuan's "wife group" was initially formed.

Every day, girls would call him "hubby" in the comments on his Weibo.

Uh, and some big, rough men too.

The first time he saw a Weibo with an ugly man's profile picture calling him "hubby," Wang Zixuan felt a chill and quickly posted a Weibo telling everyone not to call him that, but it only led to more people jokingly calling him "hubby."

Inspired by Wang Zixuan, Chen Zuming, Chen Kun, and others also opened Weibo accounts.

Wang Zixuan occasionally interacted with the stars he met at the Bazaar Charity Night.

During dinner that day, Wang Zixuan said to Wang Liangming, "I want to invest in a talent show. It might be quite big, but it shouldn't have any negative impact on our family, right?"

Wang Liangming frowned and said, "The entertainment industry is very complex. Money alone won't do, and you don't have much money, do you?"

Wang Zixuan smiled and said, "I now have over 40 million, and the show I want to do mainly relies on creativity."

Wang Liangming asked in surprise, "Your investment has doubled?"

Shocked, right?

Impressed, right?

Wang Zixuan nodded with a calm and composed look, "Yeah, it doubled today."

Upon hearing Wang Zixuan's confirmation, the Wang family was somewhat surprised.

Wang Zixuan was thinking that they might give him some investment, but Wang Liangming said, "Don't be too aggressive."

Yu Suting also said, "It's only been a few days, and it's already doubled. Isn't that too risky?"

Clearly, a profit of 20 million wasn't enough to impress the Wang family.

Wang Zixuan said a bit disappointedly, "Yeah, I'll pay attention to the risks. I want to take some money to do the talent show. If it goes well, I'll buy some tourism resources in the future and produce some variety shows to promote them, attracting people through the star effect."

Wang Liangming, who initially thought Wang Zixuan was just like some rich second-generation kids preparing to date stars and attract attention, was surprised by his bigger plans and shook his head, "Good tourism resources in the country are mostly controlled by the state. Even if you have money, it's hard to find suitable places."

Wang Zixuan explained, "Buying in the country would only give you a few decades of usage rights. I want to buy in countries with permanent ownership. The economy has developed rapidly in recent years, and people have more money. More and more people are traveling abroad. Buying some unique tourism resources and promoting them a bit can attract a significant portion of those traveling abroad."

Wang Liangming nodded and said, "It sounds good, but it's very difficult to implement. Tell me about the creative idea for the talent show you want to do."

Wang Zixuan said, "I want to name the show 'China's Got Talent,' which is about selecting the best voices."

Since the debut of "Super Girl," almost all satellite channels have produced talent shows, most of which are singing competitions.

In recent years, you could say that almost every channel you switched to was a singing competition.

Hearing that Wang Zixuan was still doing a singing competition, the Wang family was a bit disappointed, but no one interrupted him.

"My idea is to focus solely on the voice, not the person singing. The judges will face away from the singer and choose based solely on the voice. There are no restrictions on who can sign up; as long as your voice is good, you can participate. The winner could be a street cleaner or an elderly scavenger. It's all about the voice."

Liu Lin couldn't help but ask, "Would people want to watch a street cleaner sing?"

Wang Zixuan smiled and said, "The greater the contrast, the more surprising it will be. Think about it, a street cleaner suddenly singing a heavenly voice. Would you want to watch it?"

Liu Lin was taken aback and smiled, "That does sound quite appealing."

Yu Suting said, "It's a bit like 'Avenue of Stars.'"

Wang Liangming said, "Relying solely on novelty won't last long."

Wang Zixuan smiled and said, "I also plan to invite four singing kings and queens as mentors to guide these talented singers for a period. There will be internal competitions within each mentor's group, followed by a final showdown between the strongest from each group. The grand finale will be a grand concert, and the champion will be chosen by the audience."

Wang Liangming said, "It sounds good, but inviting four singing kings and queens as mentors will require a significant investment, right?"

Wang Zixuan nodded and said, "Yeah, but I'm confident I can create the strongest talent show. Profit won't be a problem. Maybe the copyright can even be sold abroad."

Wang Liangming, who wasn't very familiar with the entertainment industry, asked, "Copyright?"

Wang Zixuan smiled and said, "Other countries that want to produce similar shows must buy the copyright from me. Creativity is also a form of intellectual property."

Seeing that Wang Zixuan had thought it through, Wang Liangming nodded and said, "If you want to do it, go ahead. As long as it's not illegal, you can do it freely."

As always, he was domineering.

"Thanks, Dad."

Wang Zixuan thanked him and then said to his mother, "Mom, can you lend me 10 million? I'll pay you back when I transfer the money back."

Yu Suting smiled and said, "Since you have ideas, I can't not support you. Here's what I'll do: I'll give you and your brother 200 million each as startup capital. But it's agreed that you can't use this 200 million to invest in the capital market."

Wang Zixuan didn't expect this pleasant surprise and smiled, "Thanks, Mom."