We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

Ye Chen smiled.

"You take responsibility for what's normal, I'll take responsibility for what's abnormal."

Suya couldn't help but laugh this time, and her shoulders swayed slightly.

"OK."

"Then you can focus on your studies."

"Han Yue and I keep an eye on the company's daily operations, and Lu Yuan and Han Ming are also reliable on the technical side."

"If there's anything I'm really unsure about, I'll contact you again."

Ye Chen nodded.

"This is exactly what I want."

"The company can't rely on me to keep an eye on it every day."

"I can only relax when you can stand on your own."

Although they said it in a very high-sounding way.

But in the end, Ye Chen was just lazy.

He just wanted to be a hands-off boss and live a comfortable life.

Half an hour later, the Mercedes stopped outside the gate of Suya Residential Area.

Suya unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Thank you, boss, for bringing me back."

Ye Chen rested his hands on the steering wheel, tapping the edge lightly with his fingertips, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"A verbal thank you isn't enough; remember to buy me coffee tomorrow."

Ye Chen drove back to the hotel.

……

The next morning, before Ye Chen even got out of bed, his phone vibrated.

A message popped up on QQ.

Zhao Peng: "Chenzi! I'm getting on the bus!"

Zhao Peng: "Arriving at Shanghai Station at 10:30 AM!"

Zhao Peng: "Get ready to receive the guest! Don't let me get lost alone in this metropolis!"

Ye Chen lay on the hotel bed, looking at the screen and smiling.

"Okay, don't wander off when we get to the station, I'll come pick you up."

Zhao Peng replied instantly.

"Damn! You're really coming? I thought you'd just send me a subway route at most."

Ye Chen typed.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll treat you to a good meal."

After sending the message, he got up and washed up.

I don't need to go to the company too early today.

Su Ya and Han Yue are already able to handle the daily tasks, and Lu Yuan and Han Ming also have specific tasks to complete.

This is exactly the state Ye Chen wants.

He can't possibly sit in the company every day staring at every expense report and every line of code.

The money has been invested, and the people have been selected.

The rest is simply letting the team get started on its own.

He changed into a newly bought Adidas casual outfit.

Wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and athletic pants, she looked fresh and clean.

He grabbed the Mercedes keys and went straight to the parking lot.

10:30 a.m.

The exit of Shanghai Railway Station was packed with people.

People were dragging suitcases, carrying burlap sacks, carrying children, and picking up people—it was all a chaotic mess.

Ye Chen stood outside the fence, one hand in his pocket.

He was tall, with straight shoulders and back, and his face showed no signs of anxiety.

Several girls waiting nearby secretly glanced at him several times.

Not long after, a girl wearing light blue skinny jeans walked over.

The girl wore a white short-sleeved top, had a slim waist and long legs, and her chest curves were clearly defined by the fabric, exuding youthful energy.

She held her phone, looking a little embarrassed.

"Hey handsome, can I add you on QQ?"

Ye Chen glanced at her, his tone polite.

"Sorry, it's not convenient."

The girl paused for a moment.

She probably didn't expect to be rejected so decisively; her face flushed slightly, and she could only walk away with her phone.

Just then, a shout came from the turnstile.

"Tatsuko!"

Zhao Peng, dragging a tattered suitcase and carrying a red and white woven bag on his shoulder, squeezed out of the crowd.

He was covered in sweat, and the back of his clothes was soaked.

He had seen clearly the scene of Ye Chen rejecting the girl.

Zhao Peng rushed over, put the woven bag on the ground, and circled Ye Chen halfway around.

"You're great!"

"You've only been in Shanghai a few days, and already romance is practically pouring in?"

Ye Chen took his suitcase.

Stop talking nonsense.

Zhao Peng wiped his sweat and lowered his voice.

"That girl had a great figure, and you just rejected her like that?"

Ye Chen raised his foot and gently kicked him.

"If you like it, I'll help you get her back right now."

"No, no, no."

Zhao Peng immediately backed down.

"I'm all talk and no action, but if you actually asked me to do it, my legs would go weak."

Ye Chen smiled and pushed his suitcase forward.

"Come on, let me take you to eat first."

Zhao Peng shouldered the woven bag and looked around.

"Taking the subway?"

"I won't sit."

"Take a taxi?"

"I won't fight."

Zhao Peng was stunned.

"If we don't take the subway or a taxi, how about we fly there?"

Ye Chen didn't explain, and led him directly to the underground parking lot.

The further you go in, the fewer people there are.

The air conditioning was much stronger around us, and the ground was clean.

Zhao Peng's behavior became increasingly strange as he walked.

"Chenzi, isn't this place right?"

"Isn't this the taxi pick-up point?"

Ye Chen didn't even turn his head.

"Just follow along, you won't get lost."

"No, I'm mainly worried that if we go into some VIP area, we'll be kicked out by security."

"Don't worry, no one will kick you out."

The two entered the underground parking area.

A row of cars was parked there, and Zhao Peng immediately slowed down.

Mercedes-Benz, Porsche, Land Rover, Maserati.

None of them were within his price range.

Zhao Peng hugged the woven bag tighter to his chest and became more careful as he walked.

"Holy crap, cars are so expensive here."

"Chenzi, let's get out of here quickly. If I get a scratch on this bag, I won't be able to afford to pay for it even if I sell myself."

Ye Chen stopped next to a black Mercedes.

The car is long, the paint is polished to a shine, and the emblem on the front is very eye-catching.

Zhao Peng glanced at it and quickly stepped aside.

"Don't stand so close!"

Ye Chen took out his key from his pocket and pressed it.

"Beep beep beep".

The car lights came on.

Zhao Peng was stuck in place.

He looked down at the car headlights, then looked up at Ye Chen, then looked down at the car headlights again.

The woven bag in my hand slipped and fell to the ground.

Several apples rolled out of the bag.

Zhao Peng pointed at the car, unable to speak coherently.

"Tatsuko..."

"This car..."

"Don't tell me you rented this place to pick me up?"

Ye Chen bent down, picked up the apple, and stuffed it back into the woven bag.

"Why would you rent it?"

As he spoke, he opened the trunk and put Zhao Peng's suitcase inside.

"Just bought it."

Zhao Peng stood still, without moving.

"Just bought it?"

"Um."

"How much?"

"More than two million yuan was invested."

Zhao Peng opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Ye Chen patted the car door.

"Get in the car."

Zhao Peng looked at the car, then at his old sneakers.

I crawled into the back seat, my hands and feet stiff.

After sitting down, he became even more stiff.

The leather seats are ridiculously soft.

The car was quiet, and the noise outside was immediately shut out.

Zhao Peng only dared to touch half of the seat with his buttocks, and dared not lean back.

Ye Chen glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

"Are you in jail?"

Zhao Peng looked miserable.

"I'm afraid I'll break it."

"If you can actually break a Mercedes seat, I'll apply for a patent for it for you."

Zhao Peng held back for a long time, but he still couldn't help it.

"Chenzi, tell me the truth."

"How much money did that damn bird game actually make?"

Ye Chen started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

Not many.

Zhao Peng breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second, Ye Chen added a sentence.

"Buying a few of these cars would be enough."

The carriage was silent for three seconds.

Zhao Peng suddenly leaned forward.

"How many?"

Ye Chen turned the steering wheel and the car merged into the main road.

"Don't get agitated, fasten your seatbelt."

Zhao Peng frantically pulled the seatbelt over and tried to fasten it twice before he could.

He leaned against the back seat, feeling a bit dizzy.

"After I finished my college entrance exam, I sold some game equipment for 200 yuan, and I was happy for two days."

"After you finished your college entrance exams, you sold a game and bought several Mercedes-Benzes?"

Is this reasonable?

Ye Chen smiled.

"Didn't you say so already? I've been possessed."

Zhao Peng slapped his thigh.

"I truly believe it now!"

"You confessed your feelings to Lin Wanqing before and got rejected, and you even hid in the classroom pretending to be dead."

"And now?"

"A girl asked for your QQ number, and you actually refused."

"Your transformation is terrifying."

Ye Chen casually replied.

People always need to improve.

"You call this progress?"

Zhao Peng pointed to the car's interior.

"You're just ascending to heaven on the spot!"

Ye Chen was amused.

The car drove all the way to Zhangjiang.

Zhao Peng leaned against the car window, looking at the tall buildings, shopping malls, subway entrances, and white-collar workers coming and going on the roadside.

Everything in Shanghai was new to him.