I told you, spending money is what I do best...
The first question required the contestants to draw the protagonist's appearance on a blank sheet of paper based on a verbal description. It was a challenging task, and after the eight teams reluctantly submitted their answers, they all received the verdict of "failed attempt" from Professor Yao. In the end, the round was declared void.
Another point lost.
Teams eager to catch up in the rankings grew anxious. The subsequent rounds of quick-fire questions became increasingly intense—the opportunities were dwindling, and every point was now invaluable. The competition grew so fierce that the teams seemed ready to come to blows over the next chance to answer.
"Last question," Professor Yao reminded the audience, glancing at his cards.
In this final round of nine questions, Team One had answered two correctly, bringing their score to thirty-two. Team Four had answered four, pulling up to thirty-one points. Of the remaining three questions, one had no winner, one was answered by Team Three, and the last point had gone to Team Two.
One point—just one point separated Team Four from the chance to compete with Team One for first place.
One point—just one point for Team Two to appeal to the judges for exemption from elimination.
Team Four gathered together, and their captain, Wu Jie, patted each teammate encouragingly on the shoulder.
"Don't be nervous. We've already knocked out Team Three, and there’s only one question left. Let’s give it our all."
Mo Xiaoxin, looking a little dejected, said, "But even if we get this last one, we'll only tie with Team One. The school isn't going to let both teams choose their majors freely, right? They'll probably just take the chance away from us."
"Not necessarily," Wu Jie said, clenching his fist, a glint of determination in his eyes. "If there’s a tie, there might be a playoff. If there’s a playoff, we’ll have a chance."
"A playoff?" Spirits lifted.
Having come this far, no one wanted to settle for less than first place, and no one wanted to miss the chance to freely choose their major.
All they needed was one more victory.
"The last question is very simple," Professor Yao smiled at the audience.
"One night I dreamed I won ten million in the lottery. After I woke up, I started thinking about how to spend such a large sum. I couldn't come up with an answer, and even got into an argument with Teacher Ding about how to divide it up—"
The audience erupted in laughter.
"So I left this question for you: How would you spend ten million within a month?"
There was a buzz of whispered discussion in the crowd.
"Ten million doesn't seem that hard to spend, does it? Just buy a couple of apartments downtown and you're done, right? Wouldn't even take a month!"
"Not just apartments—you could buy cars, watches. It’d be gone in a flash."
"If I had ten million, I wouldn’t be able to bear spending it all in a month—I’d put it all in the bank and live off the interest!"
Professor Yao gave the contestants half a minute to discuss before calling the room to attention again.
"Of course," he said, "there are restrictions on how you can spend the money."
"First, the money cannot be used to buy real estate, cars, or other fixed assets, nor can it be used to buy luxury items or collectibles such as designer watches or paintings."
"Second, anything you buy must be completely consumed within a month—nothing can be left over, and you can’t deliberately destroy anything."
"Third, you cannot give the money away to any organization or individual, nor can you pay anyone for their labor at a rate higher than market price."
"Fourth, you cannot use the money to buy any financial product you know will lose value."
Feeling he had covered all possible loopholes, Professor Yao nodded and added, "In short, the money can only be spent on personal enjoyment, and whether your spending plan is within the rules will be judged by the panel."
"Now, the quick-fire round—begins!"
"Bing!"
The moment Professor Yao finished speaking, Xiao Gao couldn't wait to press the buzzer. With the rest of the team still stunned, he handed the microphone to Chen Ruowen, looking more excited than if they'd just won first place.
"Ruowen, this one should be no problem, right? Isn't this your specialty?"
A sly smile curled at the corner of Chen Ruowen’s lips.
Not only was it no problem, this question seemed tailor-made for her! If the challenge had been to spend a hundred million in a month, she might have needed a moment to think. But ten million? As someone who had dedicated seventeen years to the art of spending money as a wealthy heiress, she could rattle off a hundred ways without even thinking.
"This is too easy," she replied calmly, meeting the astonished gazes of the judges and audience with a serene smile. "I have several methods. Which would you like to hear first?"
"Several methods?" Professor Yao was momentarily taken aback, hardly able to believe someone could so quickly solve a question he’d labored over as the final challenge, and with multiple methods at that.
"You can tell us all of them," he said.
"All of them?" Chen Ruowen nodded, unhurried. "Let’s start with the first—I call it the ‘Dissolute Indulgence Method.’"
"As the name suggests, it’s about drinking. A bottle of rare vintage Romanée-Conti averages about half a million. One bottle a day, and you can finish ten million in twenty days."
A bottle of Romanée-Conti a day… This wasn’t drinking, it was burning money.
But after all, wasn’t that exactly what the question was about?
The judges conferred for a moment before one of them raised an objection.
"Theoretically, your plan works, but we have to consider its feasibility. Rare vintage Romanée-Conti isn’t exactly something you can buy off the street. Where could you even get it?"
"That’s very easy," Chen Ruowen replied. "In Nancheng alone there are two places. One is a private vineyard on the outskirts called 'Mondschein,' and the other is a restaurant in Yunwaizhuang, which opened just a few months ago. Together, they might not have twenty bottles of the five-hundred-thousand variety, but the rest could be made up with bottles worth two hundred thousand each."
Would admitting to never having heard of Mondschein make them seem out of touch?
Several judges surreptitiously pulled out their phones to search for information about the vineyard, but as expected, an exclusive place like that would never advertise online—only elite members could learn about it through private introductions.
As for the restaurant at Yunwaizhuang—undoubtedly also reserved for distinguished members.
So the judges had posed a question for which they themselves had no way to verify the answer?
Professor Yao coughed awkwardly and said, "Any other methods?"
"Of course," Chen Ruowen replied without hesitation. "There's also the Ordinary Indulgence Method—a simple travel plan."
Spend ten million on a month-long trip? Though skeptical, Professor Yao nodded for her to continue.
"Go ahead—please tell us your plan."
"If it’s about enjoyment, you naturally have to pick the best of everything. For accommodations, I’d choose the Royal Palace Hotel in the Emirates, the only eight-star hotel in the world. The most expensive presidential suite costs about 130,000 per night. There’s even a special service—champagne baths available only to presidential suite guests, for an extra 30,000. The hotel has over seventy luxury cars for guest transport, but since we’re out to spend as much as possible, we obviously can’t take the free shuttle. Helicopter transfers are the way to go. The typical helicopter rental is about 50,000 per hour; if you’re out for eight hours of fun, that’s 400,000 for the day."
"For food, you go for the best as well. A meal at the Royal Palace averages about 100,000, three meals a day is 300,000. So daily expenses would be 860,000, and that’s not even counting entertainment. In two weeks you'd have already spent more than the target."
Professor Yao clutched his heart and waved his hands. "Alright, alright, we get the idea…"
"There’s actually an even simpler and more direct approach," Chen Ruowen added with a playful wink. "Just book out the entire Royal Palace Hotel—ten million a day, not a cent wasted."
Well then!
While you’re still agonizing over how to spend ten million in a month, someone else has already shown you how to blow it all in a single day.
What more could be said?
Just hand over the points.