200: C200 You Can't Imagine the Wealth of a Top Student

C200 You Can't Imagine the Wealth of a Top Student

It's just an Underachiever, what's there to be angry about?

Qin Luo looked up at the sky with a handsome face and said faintly, "Porsche. “

Porsche!

The young man's eyes instantly widened. He looked at Qin Luo's clothes seriously. A sportswear wouldn't be worth much.

He could afford a Porsche? Maybe he could buy a Porsche!

"Student, Porsche is not a Porsche. Any Porsche costs tens of millions?"

"Oh, I know." Qin Luo smiled and said.

"In a trance, Zuo Long felt like he had eaten a fly.

This young man in front of him, did he not understand what he was saying?

Even if you are acting cool, you still need to draft a draft, right?

Zuo Long smiled disdainfully and said indifferently, "Which car are you planning to buy? 911, or 718?"

"Anything is fine." Qin Luo smiled faintly.

As the biggest shareholder of the "Pink College Entrance Examination," his value increased day by day.

... "" With one sentence, Zuo Long fell into silence once again.

After a long while, he finally came back to his senses. "Student, the most important thing for a person is to be down-to-earth."

"Dingdong ~"

At this moment, Qin Luo's phone rang.

He picked up the phone and heard a vigorous male voice. "Hello, Qin Luo? I am Xiao Jun!"

"Hello, senior."

"You haven't been paying attention to the app recently, have you?" Xiao Jun asked.

Qin Luo blushed and felt a little awkward. Recently, he had been busy sleeping, exercising, and learning how to drive. He had basically finished the maintenance of the app.

But it was good that he knew about these things. He could not tell anyone, especially in front of his partners.

"I'm paying attention!" Qin Luo's expression did not change.

"Then do you know how many downloads of chalk have been downloaded for the college entrance exam?"

"Half a million?" Qin Luo asked tentatively.

He had checked the reward more than ten days ago. According to the reward, it was forty thousand per day.

500,000 yuan? Little Junior, you have underestimated your own abilities too much.

"Guess again?"

"One million yuan?"

Xiao Jun shook his head slowly and said in a clear voice, "Five million!"

Five million!1

Qin Luo suddenly trembled.

Ten days ago, the app had only downloaded about 200,000 RMB, but in just ten days, it had increased to five million!

An average of several hundred thousand RMB per day!

Wait, wait, wait! How many active users would there be after downloading five million?

Very quickly, Xiao Jun answered Qin Luo's question. "The number of registered users has reached 2.8 million, and the number of users using our software for a week exceeds 60%."

2.8 million registered users and 60% used for a week. What kind of concept was that?

More than 1.6 million active users!

This had already far exceeded the definition of the original contract.

To be honest, Qin Luo felt that he was someone who had seen a lot of things, but at this moment, he was not moved.

911, 718, seemed to be within reach.

"Congratulations, Junior. You will soon become a billionaire." Xiao Jun said with a smile.

Xiao Jun hung up the phone.

Billionaire...

Just thinking about it made Qin Luo a little excited.

Very quickly, Qin Luo's phone rang. This time, it was a message.

"Sanjiang Bank: Your last account number is 7021. Current transfer is 2850000 RMB."

The first full amount of money was transferred to the account.

One, ten, a hundred, a thousand... ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million!

A total of 2.85 million!

At this moment, Qin Luo's small heart couldn't help but beat.

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