School Belle, Don't Regret It, I Just Want to Make Money

In his previous life, Lin Yi served as Su Wanqing's "spare tire knight" for ten years. I traveled half a city to buy her breakfast, and humbled myself to the dust for her smile, but in the end I only got the words from the wedding: "You are a good person, but I deserve better." At that moment, Lin Yiwu, who had a net worth of tens of billions but died suddenly due to overwork, realized: Fuck love, money is the last word! Open your eyes again and go back to 2004. It was a golden age everywhere, and it was the eve of the Internet's upcoming takeoff. Looking at the school beauty who was as proud as a peacock in front of the podium, Lin Yi put out the cigarette in his hand and turned towards the treasured girl in the corner who was silently lowering her head and doing the questions. In this life, he doesn't want to be an infatuated person, he just wants to be the king of capital. Seize the limelight, eliminate giants, build a business empire, and reach the top of Forbes. … Later. When Lin Yi's company rang the bell on Nasdaq in the United States, the confidante around him changed one after another. The once aloof school belle stood in front of the Rolls-Royce with red eyes: "Lin Yi, I won't let you leave! You said you would love me forever!" The car window slowly lowered, and a careless smile appeared on Lin Yi's mature and cold face: "Miss Su, everyone is very busy. Don't look back. The road ahead is full of money. I don't have time to look at you."