Yang Zizhen looked at Ye Chen with a mocking expression.

He was waiting for Ye Chen's answer.

This kid doesn't even have a hundred billion himself, and you still have the nerve to ask him if he has a hundred billion?

This is a huge joke.

"have."

To Yang Zizhen's surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen nodded slightly and replied with a simple "yes".

"You don't have any... right... you don't even have a thousand yourself..."

Without paying close attention, Yang Zizhen spoke up instinctively.

He only got halfway through his sentence before suddenly realizing something.

"What?! You're saying you have a hundred billion?!"

Yang Zizhen opened his mouth wide, looking completely incredulous.

Did he hear that right?

One hundred billion?

Does this kid really have a hundred billion?!

Yang Zizhen looked at Ye Chen and found that Ye Chen looked calm and did not seem to be talking big at all.

I'm not kidding.

One hundred billion? This guy, who's only a few years older than him, has a net worth of one hundred billion?!

Yang Zizhen's eyes widened in shock, unable to utter a word.

"You don't even have a hundred billion, and you still have the nerve to pursue Ling'er?"

Ye Chen shook his head.

"Have some self-awareness in the future, stay away from Ling'er, and don't disturb Ling'er's studies."

"Did you hear what my brother-in-law said? Stop bothering me."

Su Ling'er added a sentence.

After saying that, Ye Chen led Su Ling'er toward the Aston Martin Valkyrie parked in the distance.

Yang Zizhen was left standing there, disheveled in the wind.

Yang Zizhen stood there for a long, long time, his mind completely blank.

One hundred billion! The unit after that is "hundred million".

That's not some small sum like ten million.

Even for him, 100 billion is an unimaginable number.

He actually ran into a billionaire?

This is like a dream.

"Young Master, Young Master, why are you standing here?"

While Yang Zizhen remained in a daze, an elderly man of about sixty years old, who looked like a butler, walked over.

"It's Uncle Fu."

Yang Zizhen snapped out of his daze after being called out by the housekeeper.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

Uncle Fu asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I was just startled."

Yang Zizhen swallowed hard.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Fu frowned, and the young master was startled; this was due to his negligence.

"By the way, Uncle Fu, do you think there will be billionaires in Jiangzhou?"

As Yang Zizhen walked toward the Rolls-Royce Ghost in the distance, he asked in a low voice.

A billionaire?!

Upon hearing this "terrible" word, Uncle Fu immediately stopped in his tracks.

"A billionaire?"

Having served as the Yang family's steward for so long, Uncle Fu has met many wealthy and influential people.

He had the privilege of meeting several billionaires or top-tier figures of that caliber.

But that was when I accompanied the master to Shanghai or Beijing; Jiangzhou was just a second or third-tier city...

"Young Master, there are absolutely no billionaires in Jiangzhou."

After some thought, Uncle Fu gave a steadfast answer.

"Young Master, why do you ask that?"

"I just met a billionaire, and he was very young."

"Young master, have you been deceived?"

"Jiangzhou is just a small city. Let alone billionaires, there are probably very few people with a net worth of over 30 billion."

"And billionaires can't be that young."

Fu Bo analyzed.

Yang Zizhen was stunned when he heard what Uncle Fu said.

Yes, Jiangzhou is just an ordinary second- or third-tier city.

How could there possibly be a super tycoon of the level of a billionaire?

He was so shocked by the word "one hundred billion" that he didn't think much of it.

Now, reminded by Uncle Fu, Yang Zizhen suddenly realized the truth.

That Ye Chen must have been lying to me because I'm young.

How could he possibly have a fortune of 100 billion?

"Depend on!"

Yang Zizhen cursed.

Just because of that boastful remark by Ye Chen, I stood there in a daze for more than twenty minutes.

I'm still too young.

"We'll see about that Ye guy."

Yang Zizhen made a strong statement, saying that this matter could not be left like this.

Glug, glug.

Yang Zizhen was getting hungry after standing for so long.

"Uncle Fu, let's go to the nearest Film Restaurant for dinner."

Yang Zizhen gave the order.

"yes."

Uncle Fu nodded, got into the Rolls-Royce Ghost, and headed straight for the nearest upscale restaurant—Film Restaurant.

"You think you can scare me with a few boasts? Do you really think I, Yang Zizhen, am easily frightened?"

On the bus, Yang Zizhen grew increasingly angry with Ye Chen.

He actually got scared by a conman; how embarrassing!

He was determined to regain his dignity.

Ye Chen told me not to pursue Su Ling'er, but no, he's determined to do it anyway, and he's going to do it intensely!

Yang Zizhen made a plan in his mind.

A dozen minutes later, the Rolls-Royce Ghost arrived at the Filming Restaurant.

Yang Zizhen walked down with a gloomy face.

Just as he was about to walk with Uncle Fu toward the Film Restaurant, Yang Zizhen's eyes widened suddenly.

He saw someone he knew.

Ye Chen and Su Ling'er walked out of the restaurant.

"Great, great, I didn't expect to see you again."

Yang Zizhen rubbed his hands together, muttering with a cold laugh, he was ready to go and get his face back!

Ye Chen, hehe!

Yang Zizhen walked quickly toward Ye Chen, but he stopped abruptly after taking only two steps.

An unexpected situation has arisen!