Shenhao: One Billion Rewards For Opening Consumption

magic capital.

Ye Chen probably worked too late last night, sleeping until almost noon.

And the person next to the pillow is long gone.

Sitting up and leaning against the head of the bed, I picked up my phone and was about to play for a while, when I realized that it was out of battery.

Rummaging around the room naked for a while, I found the data cable and rushed.

After a minute, the phone turns on.

Just as the machine was turned on, the overwhelming notification sound rang.

Dozens of missed calls.

Most of them belonged to their parents, as well as Su Xin, Song Yu and other women.

Ye Chen didn't rush to answer the calls from Su Xin, Song Yu and others. They must be fine.

But with so many phone calls from my parents, there must be something serious.

The phone is dialed.

It just rang and was picked up.

But before Ye Chen could say anything, he was slapped by his father.

"Hey, Ye Chen, what did you do? I called you so many times and didn't answer. I wonder if your mother and I are dying of panic?"

Ye Chen kept the phone away from his ear, saw his father finished nagging, and then interjected: "Dad, what's the matter, what's the matter, you lost your temper."

"Isn't my phone out of battery?"

Father Ye may have vented his anger a bit, and finally his voice softened a bit.

"Why don't you charge your phone when it's dead? I can't find you at home. I don't know how anxious your mother and I are."

"By the way, there is one more thing I have to ask you."

Over there, Ye Hancheng was talking to Ye Chen with his mobile phone.

Lin Yumeng and other small police officers all pricked up their ears and listened.

They knew it must be Ye Chen calling, otherwise Ye Hancheng wouldn't have scolded him so righteously.

Absolutely own son.

"What's the matter, Dad?"

Ye Chen picked up the Fuchun Shanju cigarette that Chen Qingya had prepared for him, lit it and smoked one.

It is said that the market has sold thousands of boxes, and some are even in short supply. Those who have no strength can't buy them even if they have money.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen felt that Chen Qingya was quite caring.

The dignified mafia boss in the Yangtze River Delta can carefully prepare cigarettes for a man, which makes Ye Chen a little moved.

"Did you transfer 100 million to me and your mother?"

Father Ye asked.

Ye Chen didn't think too much, nodded: "Yes."

He remembered that he had just obtained the system, and transferred 100 million to his parents after he had money.

"How did you get the money?"

"I earned it."

After transferring the money, he thought of an excuse.

"How did you earn it?"

Father Ye asked in a deep voice.

"Stock trading, buying land, that's how you earn it."

Ye Chen answered fluently.

"real?"

"I know that stocks can make money quickly, but don't you have to stock up on land? Can you sell it in a year to make money?"

Although Father Ye is not a capitalist, he knows some rules.

It takes several years or even ten years for people to hoard land, how can it appreciate in one year?

Li Jiacheng, a real estate tycoon, has been hoarding land for more than ten years in China to make money.

"Of course I can. This is not our small county town. This is the magic city. As long as you choose the right place, maybe the government will have the documents the next day, and the price will be doubled dozens or hundreds of times."

Hearing Ye Chen's explanation, Father Ye agreed.

Indeed, other demons are no smaller than their own county.

It is really possible to get rich overnight.

"Okay, you can explain it."

Here Father Ye and Ye Chen were talking, and Ye Mother came over there.

"Son's phone number?"

Father Ye nodded: "Yes."

"Call me."

Mother Ye directly grabbed the phone and said, "Son, how are you doing over there? Are you tired? If you are tired, come back. The family has money, so it's good to live a stable life at home."

"I heard that people in big cities are complicated. Let's buy a small villa at home and find me a daughter-in-law. How nice it is."

Hearing his mother talking about his daughter-in-law, Ye Chen knew his mother's real purpose.

This is marriage urging.

Ye Chen said speechlessly: "Mom, how old am I, isn't it too early to get married?"

Mother Ye said anxiously: "It's getting late, it's getting late, those friends who have played with you since childhood, I heard that their children are two or three years old, do you think it's too early?"

"Okay, son, don't talk about it. Mom will show you at home. If there is a suitable one, I will arrange a marriage for you."

Ye Chen couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, Mom, don't worry about it. Didn't I transfer the money to you? The money is for you to spend. You don't have to worry about my affairs. We'll talk about it later."

"My dad likes cars. If you have nothing to do, go to Harbin to look at the cars and buy a decent car for dad."

"I like villas. Just buy one for the two of you. Don't worry about money. Your son is not short of money now."

After perfunctory parents for a while, Ye Chen hastily hung up the phone.

He was really afraid that his mother would find someone from the next village to find him a blind date on a whim.

He doesn't like this feeling.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Chen called Song Yu.

After all, this is my first woman, so I still need to care about it.

"Hey husband."

"What did you do last night, the phone couldn't get through, and the video didn't answer?"

Ye Chen coughed: "Last night, I drank too much while talking about work with others, and I don't know if the phone is out of battery."

Song Yu didn't think much about it, and immediately said, "Ah, then I know my husband, and I will drink less alcohol in the future, it will hurt my health."

"Well, I see my wife, where are you?"

Ye Chen asked casually.

"At school, don't mention my husband, didn't I go back to school last night? I almost missed the roll call. Fortunately, I was in time, otherwise I would have to be suspended."

"Scared to death."

Ye Chen couldn't help laughing: "Haha, it's okay, so what if you die, my wife doesn't do anything in her life, and there are few people who can compare with her."

Song Yu, who was far away in the dormitory of the Demon University, couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Oh, even if our family is rich, we can't waste our studies. It's alright husband, you should be busy these two days. What kind of graduation party is going to be held, I heard that there will be some big leaders coming over then."

"Maybe I don't have time to accompany you these days."

Ye Chen comforted: "Okay, wife, you should be busy with your work, we will have plenty of time to be together in the future."

"If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?"

Song Yu rolled his eyes angrily when he heard that Ye Chen had written a poem here.

"But pull it down, now your wife wants what you want, and it's still day and night, I wish I could be with you every day."

"Ha ha……"

The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

In the bedroom.

The three women listened to Song Yu's phone call.

As soon as she hung up the phone, a young girl in hot pants and a small T-shirt clicked her tongue and said, "Hey, look, what did I say, someone took a flower from our devil."

"Yes, yes, this husband is so affectionate. When will Senior Colonel Song lead him out for us to meet and check it out?"

In one corner, a girl with a bit of a vicious look rolled her eyes and said, "I heard that Colonel Song drove a Mercedes-Benz G when she went back to school last night, right?"

"That car will cost three to five million at least. The person you are looking for has a lot of money, right?"

What Song Yu disliked the most was this kind of atmosphere, otherwise she would not have been able to move out.

Although they live in the same dormitory, the three roommates are very competitive.

And each has a strong vanity.

Anyway, as long as your life is better than theirs, they will not be happy.

At this time, the vicious woman in the corner secretly sent out a document.

It was the recording of Song Yu's phone call with Ye Chen just now.

"Young Master Chen, we're done, let's pay the bill."

As soon as the news was sent out, a transfer of 10,000 yuan was sent from the other side.