That person who doesn't trade cryptocurrencies

In the company’s break room, the coffee machine hums.

Old Li holds his cup waiting for his coffee, when little Zhang next to him leans over, eyes shining: “Brother Li, do you trade cryptocurrencies? Bitcoin is at 74,000!”

Old Li pauses: “What coin?”

“Bitcoin! $74,000 each!” Little Zhang’s voice rises by an octave, “If I had listened to you and bought some earlier, I’d be…”

“Me?” Old Li is even more confused, “When did I ever tell you to buy?”

“Last month during team building, you drank a lot and said ‘Young people should dare to think and dare to do,’ I thought you were hinting for me to buy coins!” Little Zhang says confidently.

Old Li can’t help but laugh and cry. He wants to say I just want you to work hard and stop slacking off. But seeing how excited Little Zhang is, he swallows his words.

The coffee is ready. He picks up his cup and returns to his desk, opening his computer to check emails. Next to him, Xiao Wang leans over: “Brother Li, Bitcoin is at 74,000, did you know?”

“Just heard about it.” Old Li doesn’t lift his head.

“Aren’t you tempted? I stayed up all night watching it, and I came to work this morning with dark circles under my eyes.” Xiao Wang points to his face, indeed with two big bags under his eyes.

Old Li finally looks up, glances at Xiao Wang, then at the Excel sheet on his screen, and says: “My son has to pay tuition next month, the house mortgage has twenty years left, and my parents’ pension needs to be paid every month. Whether Bitcoin rises to 74,000 or 740, it has nothing to do with me.”

Xiao Wang is stunned, not sure how to respond.

Old Li smiles, his tone softening: “You young people have the chance to gamble. For us, with elders above and children below, stability is enough. If it goes up, it’s yours; if it goes down, it’s yours. My job is to do this work well and get my salary on time every month.”

The hum of the coffee machine resumes in the break room. In the office, keyboard sounds rise and fall. Sunlight streams in through the window, shining on Old Li’s Excel sheet—those numbers won’t skyrocket or plummet, they only increase monthly—not much, but steady.

At 3 p.m., Little Zhang sends another message: “Brother Li, Bitcoin is at 74,500!”

Old Li glances at it but doesn’t reply.

He mentally calculates: this month’s mortgage still needs 3,000 more, the tutoring fee for his son is due, and he plans to take his parents for a health check this weekend… As for that 74,000 thing, let the young people chase after it.

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