The grandma of the god of all worlds in the city

Chapter 415
It's the end of 2018.

2100 million bitcoins, at least 2099 million bitcoins have been mined, and the market circulation is sufficient.

And it kept falling, and many people started to buy the bottom.

They tend to search for the bottom in a small amount, and dare not buy too much at once.

Because no one knows where its bottom fell, and it fell from $19850 to more than $3000 in a year. Think about it, it’s not a terrible boat.

"Uh-huh……"

They kept buying, as if they put all their previous earnings into it, and borrowed money from their friends to start buying, the whole family's property buying.

Buying with full positions, and asking relatives and friends to buy...

Last time, Lin Yijun sold 1500 million pieces. This time, Zhang Yu operated the account below and bought less than 1200 million pieces.

Because too many people bought it, and friends around me probably bought more than a few million pieces.

But it doesn't matter, Mr. Lin Yi sold it before because he wanted to transfer some benefits to the friends below.

If I didn't sell so much, how could the friends below buy so much.

"How is it? How much do you all buy?" Lin Yijun has created a group and asked them in the group.

"I bought 100 million pieces, those hands are too fast!" Mr. Xiang said.

"I bought 50 pieces!" Hua Tsai said.

"I bought 80 pieces!" Fa Ge said.

"After a period of time, it will slowly rise, and some people will sell it. You will attract a large number of people, buy as much as you have, and if you want to prosper, work hard and make miracles." Lin Yijun instructed them.

"Uh, uh..." they responded.

Sure enough, as Mr. Lin Yi said.

In a few months.

It started to rise, ups and downs, and some guys saw that they made tens of dollars a piece, and immediately threw it out, fearing that it would fall again.

After they threw it down, Zhang Yu and the others bought it immediately, and there was not a single coin left.

Anyway, some guys are short-term speculators, as long as they make a few dollars or tens of dollars, they sell them immediately.

But what Lin Yijun and the others are playing is the long-term, not the medium-term or short-term.

It seems that every day, hundreds of bitcoins are sold out, and most of them fall into the hands of Lin Yijun and the others.

Some people buy it for $4000, and when it rises to $5000 in a row, they immediately throw it out. It is good to earn a few hundred dollars, so as not to be trapped.

"Why is it still rising? Yes, it's too early to sell!" They watched Bitcoin continue to rise.

"Won't it go back to last year's $19850?" they said, looking at each day's advance.

The buyers who were selling earlier, they were clutching their hearts and screaming in pain, beating their chests and feet, wanting to buy no more currency.

There are buys and releases, but not enough for others to grab.

The system used by Zhang Yu and the others is currently the fastest in the world, faster than the domestic network.

Zhang Yu asked the staff below to operate dozens of accounts, buy these bitcoins, and store them in dozens of accounts.

"Wang Jie, how much is our property compared to Wuhan University?" Lin Yijun called his subordinates on the phone.

"There are billions of industries." Wang Jie and the others said.

"Well, now I will transfer 50 billion yuan to you. You can build a mask production company. You can use imported equipment from China or domestic equipment. You must be advanced, and the hygiene must meet international standards." Lin Yijun said on the phone. they said.

"Manufacturing masks, bro, did I hear you right?" Wang Jie asked when he heard about this meager profit industry.

"Don't ask so many questions, just do what I say and mass-produce!" Mr. Lin Yi knew that history had changed, so he could only do his best.

Masks can be supplied to the country free of charge.

As for export, you can buy one for more than two dollars. Anyway, the production cost is only ten or twenty cents.

"Well, you are the boss, you can do whatever you say!" Wang Jie said on the phone.

"Listen well, a closed company will be built, and it will be put into production in September. During the production process, workers are not allowed to go out after October. You have to prepare food stocks for a few months, and all entertainment venues must also be prepared!" Mr. Lin Yijun explain.

"Are there any other requirements?" Wang Jie didn't ask why, he only knew that in these years, he had mixed billions of assets with his brother.

"Buy a large number of mask materials, as much as you buy, and store them in the warehouse. I want to produce tens of billions of masks a month, and the production volume will take half a year." Lin Yijun said on the phone.

"No problem, as long as the money is in place, dozens of production lines will be built." Wang Jie and the others have been in charge of various industries in the Mainland.

They have always been the ones to come forward for news from reporters, and no one knows that Lin Yijun, the boss, is behind the scenes.

"I'm going to do it right away. The factory is built in the capital, and some areas outside the urban area." Lin Yijun said instructing the work.

"By the way, buddy, how many bitcoins you bought this time, the price has risen dramatically!" Wang Jie said on the phone.

"Not a lot, 1200 million pieces." Lin Yijun said on the phone.

"Damn, it's so much, I only have 50, but it's soaring now." Wang Jie is now married, has three children, and lives in a villa.

"50 pieces, when the price rises to 14000 US dollars, you can just throw it away. It will be enough for you to eat for several lifetimes. Now you can start working on the mask production factory." Lin Yijun said on the phone.

"Understood! Get someone to work right now!"

Until, June 2019.

Bitcoin rose to $14000, and finally people saw it break through the $[-] mark again.

These are not important.

The important thing is that Wang Jie and the others started to build a 50 billion yuan mask factory, purchased a large number of materials for the production of masks, and transported them by air, land, and water, which seemed to empty out the factories that produced mask materials.

The mask production company bears the name of Wang Jie, but Lin Yijun is the controlling shareholder and the real boss.

"Mr. Wang, are you going to export masks for such a large mask company?" asked the manager below.

"It should be, don't ask me that, what the boss says is what, you just follow suit." Wang Jie said to the management staff below.

"You mean Mr. Lin asked to build it?"

"That's right, the production is required to be 500 billion pieces a month, and there are also anti-proof clothes. You can figure it out. If you can't do it, just pack up your things and go home!"

"It can be done, it can be done, don't worry."

No one can't get along with money, and no one can't get along with their position.

It’s hard to get to today, if you can’t do this small job well, how can you follow the group forward in the future.

In addition to these preparations.

Wang Jie and the others also listened to Lin Yijun's order to purchase large quantities of grain, etc., and store them in warehouses in various places.

Anyway, these warehouses were all built on the land bought by Mr. Lin Yi in the last century, and now they store various food materials and so on.

There are also several docks, and a large number of imported food cabinets are gathered together and piled up like a mountain.

"Boss, aren't we building a medical mask company now? Why are we still purchasing so much from overseas?" Wang Jie couldn't help asking on the phone.

"Don't ask so many questions, collect them as soon as you are told, and then ship them back to China." Lin Yijun said to him.

"When will you come back? I can sell ten bitcoins and treat you to dinner." Wang Jie asked, thinking of Lin Yijun's long-term work and life in Xiangjiang.

(End of this chapter)