Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

49 48, it seems not bad to open a lottery shop?_i

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“Finance, investment, securities, stocks….”

“Although these industries rely on luck, they certainly also rely on strength, for someone with an Intelligence System like mine, these are absolutely top-notch fields.”

“Others invest based on experience, but I can know the outcomes in advance, which companies will survive, which industries will have future prospects.”

“You don’t even need much intelligence, just occasionally putting your money on the right bet can ensure you never have to worry about money again, but such intelligence isn’t something you can have whenever you want.”

The idea was sexy, but reality was bony.

Lin Mo did the math on all his savings and even with his parents’ 400,000, it wasn’t enough for 2 million.

Forget finance and investment, even if he threw everything into stocks and securities, in Rakshasa City, he would still just be a small fry, the kind that could only sit on the cold bench in a brokerage firm’s lobby.

And to speak of investing? Who would lie invest that little money in?

Unless he had some special intelligence, otherwise, diving headlong would also end up with him sitting on that cold bench.

“No rush, my principal is still a bit low right now, and I don’t know enough about the financial sector. I can take it slow and then gradually delve into it. Of course, coming by daily to see if I can gather useful intelligence is still an option…”

“Is there any industry… where you can invest with a little money?”

“Preferably one with low inherent risks so it would be easier to convince the wife. Otherwise, she would definitely think I’m bewitched again, which isn’t good for our relationship as a couple.”

“Now that I have the system, there’s absolutely no need to rush. If I cause my family distress, it would be a loss not worth the gain.”

As a porter, Lin Mo’s exposure to upper-class society was indeed very limited, his only window to it being short videos.

After much thought, his idea wasn’t much different from most people’s. With all the information he had, the only thing that seemed to satisfy the conditions of low risk and high return was still the lottery shop he had encountered at the beginning.

“Investing in a lottery shop doesn’t require much, and it is also the most familiar business type available to me.”

“Even if you don’t get a first prize level intelligence every day, just occasionally winning one or two soccer bets is enough to ensure the family lives well without worry.”

“It’s unrealistic to hang out at the lottery shop every day, hmm… opening a lottery shop, that seems quite fitting.”

Having decided what kind of shop to open next, Lin Mo’s mood gradually improved. He found a place to sit down and started looking up the process for opening a lottery shop on his phone while waiting for his daughter to get out of school.

At 6:20 PM, Lin Mo arrived early at Future Star Primary School.

There were many parents picking up their kids, and because the weather was getting colder, almost all of them had come by car, which caused the road to be utterly jammed.

Two traffic cops, tasked with this area, stood by the roadside, directing the congested traffic.

Lin Mo sat on his electric scooter, still looking up the process for opening a lottery shop.

He also read about many downsides to running a lottery shop, like you can’t do welfare and sports lottery at the same time, and general lottery stations also don’t offer betting on soccer games unless their sales reach a certain quota to unlock the permission.

Even the omnipresent scratch cards are a topic, as only shops with better sales volumes can get more allocation.

As for profits, overall profits for a lottery shop are just average.

Numerical lotteries yield an 8% commission, scratch-off lotteries 8.5%, and sports lotteries 7%.

Meaning for every too yuan of lottery tickets sold, the profit would be 8 yuan,

8.5 yuan, or 7 yuan.

However, none of these were problems for Lin Mo,

He had never intended to make money from selling lottery tickets; he just needed the lottery shop to trigger intelligence from the system.

At this time,

Although the kids had not yet finished school, teachers had started to trickle out from the building.

For the safety of the students, the school didn’t allow cars inside, not even for the principal, so all the teachers walked to work and drove from the parking lot at the front of the school.

Many parents greeted the teachers enthusiastically upon seeing them, especially the teachers of their children’s classes.

Everyone valued education, and to them, the teachers and homeroom teachers were as dear as benefactors.

Especially when Liu Meihong appeared, many parents with some connection to her gathered around.

“Principal Liu, you’ve worked hard.”

“Hello, Principal.”

“Principal Liu, my child often mentions you, saying you’re the prettiest teacher he’s ever seen!”

“Principal, that outfit you’re wearing today is so beautiful….”

Liu Meihong enjoyed being surrounded by parents, smiling and greeting them unhurriedly as she made her way to the entrance.

As she passed through the crowd and walked by a row of electric scooters, Liu Meihong’s gaze caught Lin Mo, who was engrossed in his phone.

If it had been before, Liu Meihong would have definitely avoided Lin Mo and tried not to have too much contact with him.

To prevent Lin Mo from one day making huge demands and using her secret to blackmail her.

However, since that morning, Liu Meihong had vaguely sensed something special about Lin Mo and had made up her mind.

No matter whether Lin Mo really had any special abilities or not, she felt it was essential to get on good terms with him.

With this thought in mind, Liu Meihong walked over to Lin Mo, and when she got close, she stopped, smiled, and said, “Mr. Lin, are you here to pick up Xiaoxiao from school?”

The principal initiating conversation in Mandarin with an electric scooter­riding parent?

This caused many parents waiting to pick up their children to show surprised expressions.

Lin Mo, coming back to his senses and seeing it was Liu Meihong, smiled, put away his phone, stepped off the scooter, and greeted her, “Air, Principal Liu, I’m sorry, I was looking at some messages and didn’t notice you.”

“It’s alright, no problem at all,” Liu Meihong said very politely, waving her hand with a big smile, and continued, “Mr. Lin, do you have some time? I’d like to invite you to dinner and talk about Xiaoxiao’s participation in the speech contest.”

Being publicly invited to dinner by the principal of Rakshasa City’s public school was something that had never even crossed Lin Mo’s mind in his wildest dreams.

But he had been through a lot recently and had become more composed.

“All, that’s really kind of you, but I’m quite busy recently, and I’ve actually been meaning to invite you to dinner,” Lin Mo said apologetically, “How about we plan for a meal after this busy period is over?”

“We really need to thank you for looking after Xiaoxiao.”

Although she was rejected, Liu Meihong’s expression didn’t change; she simply nodded and exchanged a few more pleasantries before bowing slightly and turning to leave.

After Liu Meihong left, a female parent whose child was in Lin Xiaoxiao’s class leaned over and asked in a low voice, “Brother, what’s your relationship with Principal Liu? Could you ask her to look after our child as well?”

“Rest assured, I definitely won’t forget your kindness.”

Lin Mo shook his head politely and smiled, “Nannan’s parent, you’re thinking too much. I’m not really familiar with Principal Liu. It’s probably only because my child has a good relationship with her that she’s so polite to me.”

“Oh, I see…” The parent clearly didn’t believe this, but since Lin Mo put it that way, she could only nod and silently move to the side to wait for her child’s school to finish.

After a short wait, the children began to come out of the school one after another.

Lin Xiaoxiao had just come out of the school gate when she already spotted Lin Mo not far away and ran over, bouncing joyfully.

“Daddy    ”

“Hey, slow down, don’t trip!”

“I love it when Daddy picks me up the most!”

“Heh, smooth talker, isn’t it good when your mom picks you up?”

“It’s good too, but not as good as Daddy!”

“Come clean, aren’t you saying the same thing to your mom? You little rascal.”

“Hehe, Daddy, can I buy a starch sausage?”

“No!”

The father and daughter continued to chat as they walked over to the electric scooter.

Lin Xiaoxiao pointed to a fishing box on the back seat and asked, “Daddy, what’s inside this box?”

What’s inside?

Heh, it’s my determination to never go fishing again!