Fantasy: What To Do If You Are Too Rich

"Yes, it did not live up to my trust."

Ye Chen said without expression.

Although he couldn't figure out the situation, he still had to pretend to be forced to keep it.

"Although I have the ancient war body, I haven't awakened. If it wasn't for you to arrange for me to fight with others, I would not have fought more than ten thousand people and successfully awakened the war body. All this is thanks to the son."

Li Fan said gratefully.

"I see."

Ye Chen said suddenly.

So, is it really because of him?

Can Li Fan make money or is it because he arranged it?

Wait, Zhang Mang seems to be the same?

Ye Chen's mouth twitched, and his face was speechless.

So the question is, who is playing him? he himself?

Ye Chen's mentality completely exploded.

This kind of pot can't be carried by someone else, it's entirely my own reason.

f*ck, he just wants to lose money, why is it so difficult, he can make money in whatever he does, it’s still a trick, it’s better to make money.

As soon as this thought came up, it was immediately snuffed out by Ye Chen.

"No, I have to go back and inherit the family property."

Ye Chen thought firmly.

Make money yourself?

It consumes too much brain cells.

Not to mention that he is not very good at making money. These are just mistakes. If he really wants to be Ye Chen, he still has self-awareness.

Isn't it good to inherit the family property?

Every day I receive money and receive soft hands, and there are big bosses and strong protectors. Every day I only need to live a life of eating and waiting for death. .

"How about the Spirit Stones earned?"

Various thoughts flashed, Ye Chen asked.

It seems that he needs to devise a new way to lose money, but first figure out how much money he makes, so that he can operate more easily.

"You can earn about billions of top-quality spirit stones a day."

After thinking for a while, Li Fan said.

"..."

Ye Chen.

Yes, another big money maker.

.........

In Chenmeng clothing store, Ye Mengyu, who received the news when Ye Chen arrived, was already waiting for Ye Chen at the door.

"Brother Chen, you are out of the customs."

Ye Mengyu greeted Ye Chen.

"Isn't it a custom magic weapon, why are there so many people."

Ye Chen was a little confused when he looked at the crowded clothing store.

So many people can buy the magic weapon of the peak of the custom imperial soldiers?

How do you feel that this person is more than before when there was no limit?

What the hell is this f*ck!

"This is also thanks to your hint, brother Chen. If you hadn't hinted that Sister Xue asked her to notify the disciples of the Holy Land to take care of the business, there would not be so many people."

Ye Mengyu said with a look of admiration.

The resources of this world are mainly controlled by the major holy places. If it were ordinary people, how could so many people have the money to buy high-level magic weapons refined by Meng Ruxue? Even Ye Mengyu was amazed by Ye Chen's propaganda methods. Ah, the disciples from the Holy Land came to buy this chess game and it was perfect.

"???"

Ye Chen looked confused.

Is it him again?

Yes, yes, Laozi again, all implied by Laozi.

(╯‵□)╯︵┻━┻.

Why are these people so fond of brain supplements, he obviously didn't say anything, he obviously just wanted to lose money, why did he become like this, so angry!

"How many spirit stones can we earn in a day now?"

Ye Chen said with a trembling voice.

"Several industries combined to earn nearly one trillion top-quality spirit stones a day. Among them, Sister Xue's Chenmeng clothing store earns the most, followed by Ali Wangwangdan pharmacy."

After thinking about it, Ye Meng said.

"..."

Ye Chen.

Close to a trillion...

Close to a trillion...

Ye Chen couldn't help but fall into contemplation.

Did he really spend all this money?

If not, how about making good money?

"no."

Thinking of how much money was burned by his cultivation, thinking that these industries made money by mistake, and thinking of the benefits after inheriting the family property, Ye Chen decisively interrupted his bad idea of ​​earning money.

Make money well, Jill, make money well, is he unhappy after inheriting the family property? Why does he have such terrible thoughts, or is it better to inherit the family property?

"I'll go back first, Sister Mengyu, please inform the others and gather in the secluded courtyard at night."

Ye Chen said quietly.

He needs to plan a plan to lose money, and then implement a new method of losing money at night. He still doesn't believe it. It's so difficult to lose money. As long as he thinks about it seriously, he can always think of a big plan to lose money!

As the saying goes, failure is success for his mother, as long as he accumulates enough experience, he will be able to succeed, Ye Chen firmly believes!

"it is good."

Ye Meng said.

.........

In Zhongzhou, the headquarters of Tianbao Commercial Bank, in a luxurious palace, Ye Qingtian waved his hand after listening to the report of his subordinates to let his subordinates retire.

"I haven't contacted that stinky boy for a few days. Ask him about the situation over there."

Ye Qingtian touched his chin and thought to himself.

Originally, Ye Qingtian sent Ye Mengyu both to protect Ye Chen and to supervise Ye Chen not to spend money on purpose, and Ye Chen has shown by actual actions that he is really trying to make money. In this case, Ye Mengyu's role as supervision Naturally, it was useless. Ye Mengyu never reported Ye Chen's situation again. Ye Qingtian was still very curious about Ye Chen's situation after so many days.

Well, he will never say that he wants to pretend to be coercive with Ye Chen. These Tiantianbao firms have made rapid progress under his vigorous development. After all, the scale of Tianbao firm is here, and it is not too simple to make money. Thinking that the stinky boy pretended to be a force to Ye Qingtian before, it was time for him to pretend to be forceful!

Thinking of this, Ye Qingtian decisively took out the communication jade to communicate with Ye Chen.

.........*