This book is also known as: Ye Chen downloaded a game called "Monthly Salary of 3,000, I Am the World's Richest Man." Everything in the game can be bought with real money.
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"How about this, I'll give you 300 million, and you sell the bar to me."
Ye Chen spoke up, using the simplest method to solve the problem. Ye Xingyang wanted to throw him out, right? Fine, he'd buy the bar now and throw Ye Xingyang and his gang out!
Things that can be solved with money aren't really problems!
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Three hundred million?
The bar owner was instantly tempted. He could make a hundred million for free! Why wouldn't he agree? It was a windfall.
"Alright, kid, you want to compete with us in terms of money, huh? I'll offer four hundred million to buy your bar." Ye Xingyang and Ye Chen started to go head-to-head, wanting to out-money each other.
"Five hundred million."
"Six hundred million."
"Seven hundred million."
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Before long, the price of this bar had reached 1.5 billion.
Faced with Ye Chen, who remained completely calm and composed while handling 1.5 billion, Ye Xingyang was starting to feel the pressure. For the Ye family, 1.5 billion was indeed nothing.
But they are just spoiled brats who can't control the family. At most, they have a few hundred million in pocket money. They just argued with Ye Chen that he offered 1.4 billion, which was already Ye Xingyang's limit.
"I'll buy your bar for 1.5 billion. If you agree, I can transfer the money to you right now."
Ye Chen spoke up, saying that 1.5 billion was no different from a little over a million to him; both were just a drop in the ocean...
"Okay, I do, I do..."
The bar owner readily agreed, realizing that Ye Xingyang had no money.
Both parties reached an agreement, and Ye Chen immediately wrote a check and signed the agreement with the bar owner. From now on, the bar belonged to Ye Chen.
"Come here."
After finishing, Ye Chen immediately ordered the bar's security personnel to come over.
"What can I do for you, boss?"
The security personnel asked ingratiatingly.
“You guys, throw these eyesores out of the bar and blacklist them so they can never come in again.”