An Investor Who Sees The Future

The firmly closed door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses walked out. Unlike the precedent, he was not in a wheelchair, nor was he holding a Bible in his hand.

In front of him, dozens of domestic and foreign reporters had formed a semicircle. He looked around naturally, as if he had expected this situation, and said.

"The air outside is indeed nice."

I said to him.

"You look healthy. It seems you've gained some weight."

He smiled and nodded.

"I weighed myself and I've gained 3 kilograms."

I held out a black plastic bag.

He took it and opened it. Inside was a block of white tofu. He ate the tofu in front of the reporters.