As Tang Zhenshan's mortal enemy, Wan Xinyi knew that Tang Zhenshan might know Ye Chen.

Of course, he couldn't sit still.

If Ye Chen were just an ordinary person, then it wouldn't matter.

But if Ye Chen is really some big shot, he naturally can't let this opportunity slip by, otherwise he'll lose to Tang Zhenshan.

If Ye Chen were a big shot, he would willingly give away his Bihai Palace Villa No. 1, along with all the collectibles inside.

The collection in this villa is only a part of his collection accumulated over many years, not all of it.

Around the age of twenty, owning a private yacht three times larger than their family's 130 Sport Yacht, their future prospects are limitless.

If he could get to know such a person, he would reluctantly give away those collectibles.

But if, after his probing, Ye Chen turns out to be all show and no substance, then...

He was determined to get those collectibles back no matter what.

"Father, you're not angry anymore, are you?"

Looking at her father, Wan Junying asked in a low voice.

"I'm not angry anymore."

Wan Xinyi replied:

"Starting today, all your bank cards will be frozen. You will only have 100,000 yuan a month, no, only 10,000 yuan for living expenses!"

Wan Xinyi added.

Wan Xinyi initially planned to give her son 100,000 yuan for living expenses, which is quite low, isn't it?

But then I thought about it again, and realized it was still too much. At the very least, I should lower my son's level to that of an average person.

Finally, it was reduced to 10,000 yuan.

"No, Father."

Wan Junying immediately cowered. Hearing his father say he wasn't angry anymore, he was still somewhat hopeful that his father might reward him.

As a result, his father gave him a "big prize" this time.

Not only should all his bank cards be frozen, but he should also only be given 10,000 yuan a month for living expenses.

Ten thousand yuan is probably not even enough for a meal for a spendthrift playboy like him.

What my father did was absolutely terrible.

...

At sea, Ye Chen played for a while longer before returning to the Rising Sun.

Time passed slowly, and around three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Chen piloted the Rising Sun back.

Although there's still some time before dusk, we can play for a few more hours.

But their stomachs expressed strong dissatisfaction.

The four of them were not well prepared for this trip, and only brought a small amount of food.

We've had enough fun today, time to go back and rest. We'll go out for a seafood feast tonight.

About half an hour later, the four returned to the Atlantis Hotel.

"Take a break, and we'll go out for dinner around six o'clock."

Ye Chen glanced at the time and announced.

He cooked dinner last night, but he's too lazy to cook tonight, so he might as well try some local specialties.

Ye Chen was playing on his phone in the living room of the Poseidon underwater suite.

Knock knock knock.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, got up, and opened the door.

Has Tang Longyuan come to deliver something?

As soon as Ye Chen opened the door, he didn't see Tang Longyuan, but a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with two attendants standing behind him.

After meeting, the man in the suit observed Ye Chen very seriously and carefully.

"Are you Ye Chen?"

A few seconds later, the man in the suit spoke; he was Wan Xinyi.

"Yes, I am Ye Chen."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Wan Xinyi also introduced himself.

"I brought a lawyer with me. We can start drafting the transfer of Villa No. 1 in Bihai Palace right now. May we go inside and discuss this in detail?"

Wan Xinyi suggested.

"Can."

Ye Chen nodded.

Upon entering the living room, Wan Xinyi did not immediately discuss the matter of Villa No. 1 in Bihai Palace, but instead brought up other things.

After the conversation, Wan Xinyi was even more bewildered.

This mysterious Mr. Ye Chen comes from an ordinary city and doesn't seem to have any particularly impressive background.

He seems like an ordinary person.

But as soon as he entered the room and faced me, Ye Chen was incredibly calm; that composed demeanor couldn't be faked.

As a wealthy man from the three cities, Wan Xinyi is a source of nervousness for many, not just ordinary people.

But Ye Chen, a young man in his early twenties, was frighteningly calm, which was very unusual.

Could this Ye Chen be an "Award-winning" actor who can control his expressions and demeanor so well?

After much thought, Wan Xinyi realized that this was the only reasonable explanation.

No, he couldn't be sure of Mr. Ye Chen's identity, so he could only use the tactic of "delaying" in this matter.

Let's wait and see.

He still couldn't believe that such a young boy could have such terrifying power and such an extraordinary background.

If he came from a big city like Shanghai or Beijing, Wan Xinyi would still believe him.

But he really didn't believe that any top-tier wealthy families could emerge from Jiangzhou.

"I suddenly thought of something, and I'm preparing..."

Wan Xinyi stood up, but this time his tone was not as polite as before, and there was a hint of arrogance in his expression.

Before Wan Xinyi could finish speaking, another knock came at the door.

Ye Chen opened the door, and standing there was Tang Longyuan.

At noon, Tang Longyuan sent a message to Ye Chen, telling him that he had already handed over the 130 Sport Yacht to Wan Junying.

Tang Longyuan asked Ye Chen when he would be back, and he brought Ye Chen the handover documents, yacht keys, and other things.

After returning, Ye Chen sent a WeChat message to Tang Longyuan.

When Tang Longyuan came in, he was slightly taken aback when he saw Wan Xinyi, but he didn't pay any attention to him.

"Brother Chen, here is everything."

Tang Longyuan handed the keys and other items of the 130 Sport Yacht to Ye Chen.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Chen took the item, glanced at it, and then put it aside.

"Brother Chen, you're too kind. It's my honor to be able to help you."

Tang Longyuan spoke very respectfully.

"By the way, Brother Chen, my father just called. He asked me to express his deepest gratitude to you on his behalf."

"He has already received an invitation from the First Royal Bank of the oil-producing country's Mastercard Black Card."

Um?!

Standing there, the previously arrogant Wan Xinyi was completely dumbfounded!

No, that's not right.

How did he glean something else from Tang Longyuan's words?

According to Tang Longyuan, Tang Zhenshan seems to be about to become the owner of the Mastercard Black Card of the First Royal Bank of the oil-producing country.

And it's all thanks to Ye Chen right in front of us?!

Is Ye Chen's network of connections really that vast and terrifying?

It even possesses terrifying power overseas?!