hollywood billionaire

Chapter 469 Surprise!

"Why are they standing at the door?"

The gate of No. 864 Stradella Road slowly opened, and the first scene that came into Han Yi's eyes was that all the employees of the mansion gathered in the lobby, discussing something.

"Hey, Corey!" Han Yi rolled down the car window, with a bright smile, and greeted Corey McIntosh who was walking towards him quickly with full energy.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Han." Corey lowered his head, not looking very excited.

"Why are you all gathered here?" Looking at the other employees who gathered around him, Han Yi frowned. Although the intensity of his smile had not faded, he was already a little puzzled. "Isn't the essence of a surprise party to take people by surprise?"

"About this..." Corey glanced back at his team, his tone hesitant, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I wish I could tell you a different news. But I'm afraid... the party has to be cancelled."

"what?"

The smile on Han Yi's face froze instantly.

"We are really sorry, Mr. Han, we are really sorry." Johanna Janssen, a Dutch girl, clasped her hands together, her expression showing fear and anxiety, "We really tried our best, but, but..."

"Things are beyond our control." Sofia Ortiz twisted her hands together, staring at her feet, not daring to look up and look at her employer. "It's all my fault..."

"What is your fault?" Han Yi's eyebrows were almost touching each other.

"It's not her fault, Mr. Han, it's not." Bobby Lewis put his arm around Sophia's shoulders and shook her slightly. Sophia, who was sobbing, sighed deeply, "But... I don't know how to say it to make this sentence sound more acceptable..."

"What happened?" Han Yi's heartbeat gradually accelerated. He vaguely guessed what happened and began to become anxious. "Tell me quickly."

"They found out." Chef Felix Sorensen glanced at his partner with a serious expression.

Holy shit.

"They know everything about what happened three days ago." Harold Hansen nodded, his tone heavy.

Fuck me! ! !

"So now they are..."

Han Yi took two deep breaths, but was unable to calm his extremely complicated emotions which were like a hot pot reaching boiling point.

"They are not here now?"

"They just left." Kian Griffin licked his lips. "Look, boss... I tried to persuade them. Fei Yamu and I both tried, but we... we couldn't force them to stay."

"If I were you, boss, I would call them first." Feiamu Dervish clenched his teeth and frowned deeply. "In my opinion, there is nothing that can't be solved by saying sorry."

"Okay, okay." Han Yi, feeling confused, glanced at Jordan who was sitting in the driver's seat, "I..."

"Just get off here." Jordan raised his hand, with a look of concern on his face. "I'll park the car over there, you take care of this first."

"Thank you."

Han Yi looked calm and composed, but he failed to unlock his phone twice because he didn't have enough strength. He walked to the corner of the courtyard, away from everyone, and called Xu Yiru.

After 30 seconds and 6 rings, the call automatically went to voicemail.

No one answered.

Then he skillfully entered Madison's phone number and pressed the green call button.

Still the same duration, still the same number of rings, and still no one answered.

Han Yi's heart began to be grasped by a pair of invisible big hands, squeezing it inward little by little.

At this moment, a drop-down pop-up message popped up.

WeChat push notifications.

“Don’t call.”

There is no doubt that this message came from Xiaoru.

"I don't want to hear your voice right now."

"Give me a few days, I'll come to you when I'm ready."

"that's it."

Four messages in a row hit Han Yi like a hammer and made him lose his composure. He licked his lips and his fingers flew across the screen.

"Don't be like this, Xiaoru, where are you? I'm coming to find you."

Click Send.

A red exclamation mark appears.

"The message has been sent, but was rejected by the other party"

???

Xiaoru blocked me???
This time...it seems like it's really over.

Before Han Yi could recover from his panic, WhatsApp push notification came again.

"I never thought I would be so disappointed in you."

"This is the last time I'll do this for you."

"Hope you are happy now." Confirmed, it's all over, all over.

Han Yi swallowed hard, his mind going blank.

They discovered that Barbara Pavin had sneaked into Los Angeles to see him three days ago.

Moreover, since they were so angry that they directly blocked him, it meant that they must have also discovered that the two of them had officially established a romantic relationship.

But how did they find out?
Park Jae-woo told Xu Yiru?
That's impossible. They are not in the same major. The teaching buildings where they usually have classes are at the northernmost and southernmost parts of the school respectively, so they can never touch each other.

Even if the two met, they would just say hello and pass by each other. They were not familiar enough to stop and exchange greetings.

More importantly, although Jaewoo is unreliable in many ways, he is a very good friend and you will never hear him say anything that shouldn't be said.

Who else knows about this?
Did Barbara tell them herself?
This possibility exists, but it is not very likely... Having just become lovers, with Barbara's smart and prudent character, it is impossible for her to rashly rush in front of the other three girls to show off, lest she arouse their sense of crisis and be overtaken by these girls who have the upper hand.

What she is more likely to do is to make a fortune quietly and focus on developing herself. While Xiaoru, Youzhen and McGrady are fighting each other in Los Angeles, she will quietly improve her relationship with Han Yi and widen the gap with her competitors.

Not Park Jae-woo, not Barbara...

Who else could it be?
Xiaoru and Maddie know about it, does Youzhen know about it?

Han Yi was extremely uneasy and couldn't organize any logical chain of thought at all. He just instinctively repeated these questions in his mind.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Han."

He hesitated and wandered around for several circles, and before he knew it, Corey was in front of him again.

"I know you're probably in a bad mood right now and don't want to deal with any more trouble, but there's another visitor at the door who... has a problem with us."

"You might want to go see for yourself."

"Who?" Han Yi's tone was not stiff, but he was indeed not in a good mood at the moment, so his language expression was very concise.

"Trevor Noah."

"Trevor Noah?"

Han Yi was surprised. This comedy star has been rising rapidly in recent years. After taking over the host position of "The Daily Show" from Jon Stewart, although the overall ratings dropped by 37%, this is still within the acceptable range of Comedy Central. After all, no one can truly inherit the mantle of the great Jon Stewart. Not only did the TV station not blame Noah, but also offered him a contract extension directly to 2022.

The reason is that although the overall ratings have declined, The Daily Show still maintains the top spot in late-night talk show ratings among millennials, and there are many popular jokes on YouTube that have exceeded millions or even tens of millions of views, even more than when Jon Stewart was in office.

Trevor Noah, who got the big contract, moved into the same street almost at the same time as Han Yi. Han Yi lived at 864 Stradella Road, and Trevor Noah lived at 833 Stradella Road, only one house away. But the amazing thing was that they had never met each other, and had never even passed each other by car.

Why did he suddenly come to visit me today, and it is said that he has some opinions about me?
"Good afternoon, Mr. Noah."

With such doubts, Han Yi followed Corey to the door of his house and saw Trevor Noah wearing a dark blue sports suit, with his arms folded across his chest and a rather unhappy look on his face.

"Hey, how's going?" Compared to Han Yi, Trevor Noah's opening remarks were much more direct. "You are Mr. Han, right?"

"Yes." Han Yi frowned slightly, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes." Trevor Noah nodded bluntly, then hooked his finger at Han Yi in a frivolous way, "Can we go outside and talk about this? Just one minute."

"Okay." Since the other party was rude, Han Yi no longer had the idea of ​​continuing to be polite. He turned his head to look at Kian Griffin and Feamu Delvigy who were about to follow, and pressed down with his left hand, signaling them to stay where they were.

"Okay, we're outside now." Han Yi stopped after walking two steps onto the street. "What can I do for you?"

"I don't know if you've noticed, but the noise your car makes is so loud that it makes my walls vibrate. Whenever I'm at home and the walls start to vibrate slightly, I know you've gone out."

"This is... too exaggerated." Han Yi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. "None of the cars in my family have been modified, and the mufflers or shock absorbers have never been removed. More importantly... how strong must the vibration be to make the walls of your house shake?"

"I don't know. All I know is that I've been trying to ignore it, but every time you come and go, the sound keeps going on, and it keeps me from concentrating or relaxing. Sometimes I want to take a nap, and as soon as I lie down, the vibration starts again... I'm having a nervous breakdown, man!" Trevor became more and more excited. "Can you check your car? Turn down the damn sound, it really annoys me."

"I know you may be very resentful because of lack of rest, Mr. Noah, but I promise that my car does not make the ridiculously loud noise you described." Han Yi was speechless and almost couldn't maintain his last bit of politeness.

"Show it to me."

"Huh?" Han Yi suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"I said, show me!" Trevor raised his arm, pointed behind Han Yi, and raised his voice by two points. "Take me to your garage and let me hear if they can make a noise that can almost kill me. If not, I will apologize to you in person."

"Row."

Han Yi's face completely darkened.

"I'll take you to my garage, but I have to tell you in advance, Mr. Noah, you may really need to sincerely apologize to me when the time comes. Because when I start them, you will find that even in my garage, they can't let the wall..."

Han Yi tried his best to suppress his expression of anger, which stopped abruptly when he turned around.

Because he found that the courtyard of 864 Stradella Road was now crowded with people.

Xu Yiru, Madison Beer, Zhao Youzhen, Jordan Bromley, Corey McIntosh, Billie Eilish, Diplo...even Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Dwayne Johnson and Kevin Hart.

Familiar faces one after another filled Han Yi's vision.

The smile may be strong or weak, deep or shallow, but at the corner of everyone's mouth there is an arc of a successful prank.

"Surprise!"

"Happy birthday!"

(End of this chapter)