I just came out of the Hong Kong Convention and Exhibition Centre. Now I’m in a sky restaurant on the 31st floor, overlooking the entire Hong Kong at dusk. I’m overwhelmed with emotion.

Just now, the Big Biscuit has firmly regained the $80,000 level. No more talking—I’ll get to work first. I’m fully stocked with spot holdings and going all-in, as promised.

I totally smashed the cup! When you come to Hong Kong and clink glasses with these big shots, you’ll realize how poor you are. In Hong Kong, if you just casually order a bowl of noodles, it’s nearly a hundred bucks gone.

Right now, the rain has just stopped. It rained cats and dogs all day today—this is called “come out and get rich”! I’m standing on the top floor of a sky restaurant, and I feel like (Big Era) Huo Jingliang. With brains and guts, all of Hong Kong is just like a golden mountain for Asia.

I’m currently holding 85% BTC and 15% HYPE, this decentralized platform token. Life and death are in fate; wealth and honor are in the sky. We should learn from Zhang Ziqiang in (Blank Gun). Since we’re here in Hong Kong, we’re not planning to go back average and ordinary. Besides, tomorrow evening I’m taking a boat to the long-awaited Macau—time for the big battle: Eastern Las Vegas.

At 3 p.m., it’s time for the Hong Kong Convention and Exhibition Centre—packed with people on the scale of ten thousand—to come on the scene. All the web3 “grass” are boiling. From every country, every skin color, every language—different kinds of “grass.” Next to the big screen is the real-time BTC price.

When Chinese billionaire CZ Zhao Changpeng finished his speech, and the BTC retracement ended—just like I imagined—the price broke through. In that moment, I took all my assets and rushed back into the venue.

This Bitcoin conference is incredibly international. Zhao Changpeng actually spoke English the whole time—he didn’t say a single word of Chinese. Are the grass-roots investors flying in from all over the world just to watch that short-haired boss of the church sell books like a show?

The crypto boss Zhao Changpeng just stepped down. Then the Evil Chinese (Sun Ge) immediately took the stage. This time too, Sun Yuchen spoke English the whole way—I didn’t understand a single word, man.

There are quite a lot of mining companies at the expo. Mainland and the small reindeer are competing side by side to pull people in. I asked casually, and the payback period seemed nowhere in sight. For veteran Chinese miners like us, this track feels like it has become a useless chicken leg. I don’t even have any interest in learning about it.

A lot of materials from old-foreign project teams are entirely in English. Don’t they understand the psychology of Eastern retail investors wanting to get free swag gifts with it? Don’t they want to develop customers on the mainland? It’s a cultural difference.

Right now I’m at a small cocktail event on the 31st floor hosted by a web3 finance media outlet. The atmosphere is pretty relaxed, and the organizers are so carefree they haven’t said a word. I’m not one to take the initiative—I don’t like clinking glasses and chatting with people. Everyone keeps talking, with English words mixed in all the time. Are they bullying the group leader for not having much education?

Decide and depart—bring your stop-loss. The night view over Victoria Harbour is mesmerizing, but I’m not here to admire it; it’s all in the jumping candlestick chart. In every street and alley in Hong Kong there are securities firms and fintech ads everywhere—very different from Shenzhen.

Oh, and even success-cult master Chen Anzhi is here at the convention center—very low-key. The tide of the times has crushed many people. In high places, it’s lonely after all. Looks like the circle here is also holding a brainwashing conference. Those capital Ponzi-scheme project guys really know how to latch onto the hype circle.

A free world doesn’t only need backbone—you also need a thick enough wallet to withstand all the trouble. Hope Macau brings good luck and great “hand”……