Lin Yu'an quietly looked at that final number for a long time, before exhaling deeply, leaning back against the chair to completely relax his tense nerves.
Aliya stared blankly at the screen, counting the string of "0s" repeatedly, feeling like her brain had completely crashed.
Emily leaned down, gently kissed his forehead, then turned her gaze towards the screen that had created a miracle and softly read out:
"Initial principal: $12,999,982.50 USD."
"Final total sale amount: $303,332,925 USD."
"Based on algorithmic trading within the $480-550 range, with an average selling price of about $525."
"Gross profit: $290 million USD..."
"Oh my God..." Aliya finally found her voice, murmuring, "Have we... become billionaires?"
"Not so fast, dear." Lin Yu'an, who had been silent, finally spoke up. He pointed to the numbers on the screen with a hint of a smile, "Don't forget, Uncle Sam hasn't collected the taxes yet."
