Venture Capital: I Can Foresee the Future

Xie Keyi, the max-version of a small-town exam-crammer, works as a capital dream-weaver in Lujiazui by day and listens to girls crying inside his Porsche by night.

Until he is cursed by a college girl and sent off by a truck, only to crash out a superpower: dreaming about the future!

Now, with a golden finger and 60 million in breakup money, he solemnly declares:

Boss Ma, Boss Lei, Boss Shen... old men, hurry up and retire. The future belongs to me, and the present does too: new energy vehicles, domestic chips, and the age of AI—these startup stories, I'll tell them for you!

PS: Reading this book may cause intermittent fantasies of earning a million a year, and can easily trigger workplace trauma, stress disorder, and heart pain. Please consume with green oil and fast-acting heart-saving pills.