#币安安全星期四
Someone once spent as long as three years, step by step, eroding our defenses and lowering our guard—until, after we handed over our trust and money, they reaped the harvest in one decisive move.
There’s no such thing as a free lunch in the sky. High interest rates are a trap—things we’ve already heard so many times in anti-fraud campaigns that the words have gone in one ear and out the other.
But the overconfident always think they’re the exception, and then fall into a scam carefully orchestrated by others.
First, she showed us performance screenshots of how she turned several dozen u into several hundred thousand u, and she repeatedly and accurately predicted BTC price movements. Step by step, she shaped in our minds an image of herself as a contract trading “god.”
Boss, take me with you!
For those who believe contract trading only makes you lose money, the first reaction when meeting someone like this is the same as mine—we all shout the slogan about wanting to hug the big leg.
At first, she wasn’t willing. Later, after all sorts of requests from us, she reluctantly said: leading trades isn’t possible, but you can send the money to her to trade contracts, and she’ll give us monthly dividends.
And the Pandora’s box was opened.
At first, everyone was skeptical and only dared to participate with small amounts.
Later, seeing her pay out dividends on time and the gains she posted were enough to make people envious, we gradually lowered our guard, handed over our trust, and gave her more and more capital.
Along the way, there were gifts for festivals, meetups in person, and countless other interactions that further deepened trust.
It went on for more than two years.
Until the truth finally came out—until she vanished without a trace.
Only then did we realize we’d been boiled like a frog in warm water.
Over the course of two or three years, she had already completed her immigration plans; her parents and relatives were all settled abroad. Everything about her movements had never been hidden, and yet not a single one of us noticed anything wrong.
It’s really because the reliable, trustworthy image she built over those two years sank too deeply into people’s hearts.
Looking back afterward, maybe she hadn’t originally planned to run. After all, in the beginning she didn’t have much money, and she was still in China, so her sincerity at first was real. But later on, what everyone gave her was simply too much (when people tallied it, it added up to more than three million USD).
This is the biggest blunder I’ve ever taken in the crypto world.
I’ve thought again and again about why I let my guard down. Maybe it’s because I’ve met truly good people before, so my stereotypes got in the way.
The lesson from this is:
Don’t rely on stereotypes. Don’t test people’s greed with money. Sometimes someone isn’t greedy only because the amount isn’t big enough.
Someone once spent as long as three years, step by step, eroding our defenses and lowering our guard—until, after we handed over our trust and money, they reaped the harvest in one decisive move.
There’s no such thing as a free lunch in the sky. High interest rates are a trap—things we’ve already heard so many times in anti-fraud campaigns that the words have gone in one ear and out the other.
But the overconfident always think they’re the exception, and then fall into a scam carefully orchestrated by others.
First, she showed us performance screenshots of how she turned several dozen u into several hundred thousand u, and she repeatedly and accurately predicted BTC price movements. Step by step, she shaped in our minds an image of herself as a contract trading “god.”
Boss, take me with you!
For those who believe contract trading only makes you lose money, the first reaction when meeting someone like this is the same as mine—we all shout the slogan about wanting to hug the big leg.
At first, she wasn’t willing. Later, after all sorts of requests from us, she reluctantly said: leading trades isn’t possible, but you can send the money to her to trade contracts, and she’ll give us monthly dividends.
And the Pandora’s box was opened.
At first, everyone was skeptical and only dared to participate with small amounts.
Later, seeing her pay out dividends on time and the gains she posted were enough to make people envious, we gradually lowered our guard, handed over our trust, and gave her more and more capital.
Along the way, there were gifts for festivals, meetups in person, and countless other interactions that further deepened trust.
It went on for more than two years.
Until the truth finally came out—until she vanished without a trace.
Only then did we realize we’d been boiled like a frog in warm water.
Over the course of two or three years, she had already completed her immigration plans; her parents and relatives were all settled abroad. Everything about her movements had never been hidden, and yet not a single one of us noticed anything wrong.
It’s really because the reliable, trustworthy image she built over those two years sank too deeply into people’s hearts.
Looking back afterward, maybe she hadn’t originally planned to run. After all, in the beginning she didn’t have much money, and she was still in China, so her sincerity at first was real. But later on, what everyone gave her was simply too much (when people tallied it, it added up to more than three million USD).
This is the biggest blunder I’ve ever taken in the crypto world.
I’ve thought again and again about why I let my guard down. Maybe it’s because I’ve met truly good people before, so my stereotypes got in the way.
The lesson from this is:
Don’t rely on stereotypes. Don’t test people’s greed with money. Sometimes someone isn’t greedy only because the amount isn’t big enough.
