Ding Wuliang called Ye Chen and told him that Zheng Changping seemed to be about to make a move.
Ding Wuliang is the bodyguard who went missing unexpectedly last time but returned on his own.
The disappearance was organized by the subordinates of Zheng Changping, a top figure in Yuecheng.
In Yuecheng, Zheng Changping's strength far surpasses that of Ye Chen in dealing with Yushi Town.
The two are not even on the same level.
A dozen minutes ago, Zheng Changping's people contacted Ding Wuliang.
Ding Wuliang has been keeping a close eye on Ye Chen these past few days, as if he's about to make a big move.
"Okay, I understand."
Ye Chen nodded.
Ye Chen didn't touch Zheng Changping because he wanted to lure out the person behind Zheng Changping.
It seems that my plan to "cast a long line to catch a big fish" is about to succeed.
The big fish is about to take the bait!
The operation is about to close.
That evening, Yan Xukong, a member of the Silver Fox Chamber of Commerce, invited Ye Chen to a gathering of wealthy people in Yuecheng.
Yan Xukong was very polite to him, and he even offered to help with the last matter, so Ye Chen agreed.
The Su sisters weren't interested in this kind of wealthy gathering, so they went out to eat something nice on their own.
Ye Chen then drove to the location he had arranged to meet Yan Xukong.
Ye Chen arrived, and soon after, Yan Xukong also arrived.
"Mr. Ye, please."
Yan Xukong led the way.
A few minutes later, the two arrived at a huge banquet hall.
By now, the banquet hall was already quite full.
The arrival of Ye Chen and Yan Xukong did not attract much attention.
Only a few people who were on good terms with Yan Xukong came forward to greet him.
"This is Boss Ye."
Yan Xukong introduced Ye Chen to everyone.
After getting to know each other, they sat down and chatted. As they talked, the topic turned to the experiences of a wealthy man from Guangdong.
"People can't stop trying. In just a few years, Lao Liu went bankrupt."
"Yeah, those spendthrift sons of Lao Liu are really awful."
Several people were deeply moved.
Old Liu was an acquaintance of theirs. A few years ago, he sold his company and various assets and began his retirement life.
As a result, within a few years, he and his children squandered all their wealth through unrestrained extravagance.
"Sigh, if I were like Lao Liu, with my assets, I could only last another 10 or 20 years longer than Lao Liu."
A portly tycoon sighed.
“Old Xu, I’m a little better off than you. My assets can last for twenty or thirty years.”
"I'm a little better off than all of you. With my assets, if I do nothing but spend money from now on, I can sustain myself for over forty years..."
Gradually, the content of their conversation changed.
They started by talking about Lao Qian's experiences, but then secretly started comparing their assets, showing off and boasting.
Several people spoke up one after another.
One of the most powerful ones, if he starts now and doesn't work hard at anything but squanders his wealth, could maintain that lifestyle for seventy or eighty years.
Listening to the conversation, the first wealthy man who had started showing off lost face.
Other people can squander decades without working hard, but for him, it's only been one or two decades. That's a huge difference.
He's so embarrassing.
The portly tycoon racked his brains for a solution, trying to salvage some of his pride.
Just then, he noticed Ye Chen by chance, and his eyes lit up.
There's a young man here.
Even if my assets are small, I have accumulated them over more than 20 years.
But this young man is probably only twenty years old.
He was definitely the worst among this group.
Just now, Yan Xukong only briefly introduced Ye Chen to the group, saying that he was "Boss Ye," and didn't say anything else.
Therefore, these people knew nothing about Ye Chen except his surname.
"Boss Ye, why aren't you saying anything?"
The pot-bellied CEO deliberately asked Ye Chen a question.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Chen spoke.
Ye Chen wasn't very interested in their conversation; he was thinking about other things and hadn't paid attention.
"Here's the thing, Mr. Ye. We were discussing how, if we stop working hard from now on and continue living the same lifestyle we used to, how long could we sustain this lifestyle given our net worth?"
The explanation from the pot-bellied tycoon.
"How long can Boss Ye hold on?"
The chubby tycoon guessed that Ye Chen's reign would only last a few years, after all, he was just a young man.
In this way, I won't be at the bottom for another ten or twenty years.
I can still save face.
I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, but to save face, I have no choice but to ask you to swallow your pride.
The fat tycoon sighed inwardly.
The fat tycoon's problem didn't attract much attention from the others.
After all, how long can a young person maintain this? Probably only ten years or so, at most twenty years.
Therefore, they are more concerned about who has more assets and who can maintain them for the longest time.
What's there for a young person to ask?
Several people showed particular contempt for the fat tycoon.
"If I stop striving now and just maintain my quality of life, how long can I last?"
Ye Chen muttered something under his breath.
"My assets are not much, and I estimate they will only last for two or three hundred years."
Ye Chen shook his head and sighed.
From now on, be more frugal and only spend a few hundred million yuan a year, or occasionally a billion yuan.
If Ye Chen doesn't make any more efforts, he can only maintain this state for two or three hundred years.
It seems I still need to work harder.
Ye Chen thought to himself.
It'll only last for two or three hundred years...?!
Ye Chen's words shocked everyone present.
These wealthy people from Yuecheng were all dumbfounded and couldn't believe their ears.
They didn't mishear, did they?
These people can only maintain their positions for a few decades, but when they get to other places, their organizations can last for a hundred years!
Holy crap, is this really necessary?
From now on, if we do nothing but squander money, others can maintain their wealth for two or three hundred years.
Holy crap, how many generations could squander that much?
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