Bahet?

Yang Guo looked at Chen Ping suspiciously, and there was no hint of joking on his face.

What does this guy mean?

Does he know who Bahet is?

That is the national stock god, a mythical figure!

With a net worth of hundreds of billions, he is among the top in the Forbes list of richest people in the world!

Such a big shot is someone that the whole nation looks up to. Does that mean he can be seen casually?

"Okay Chen Ping, you're addicted to bragging, right?"

Therefore, Yang Guo just thought that Chen Ping was joking, rolled his eyes at him bitterly, and stopped talking to him.

If Chen Ping knew Yang Guo's inner thoughts at this moment, he would probably laugh like crazy.

Are minibuses so powerful?

His hundreds of billions of properties are all managed for himself.

Shaking his head helplessly and smiling bitterly, Chen Ping walked out of the compound silently, went to a remote place, took out another mobile phone, and after searching for a long time, he found Baheit's number and called him.

Soon, an extremely excited and awed voice came from the other end of the phone. He was a little older and spoke in less than standard Chinese: "Dear Master Chen Ping, is it you? I've been waiting for this call for so long.

I didn’t expect that the respected Master Chen Ping would still remember me.”

As he spoke, a faint sound of sobbing came from the other end of the phone.

Chen Ping looked embarrassed and said hurriedly: "Minibus, where have you made a fortune recently?"

"Stop making fun of me, Master Chen Ping. I have invested your assets in industries around the world, and they are currently worth 130 billion. Do you want to come over and take a look?"

At this moment, Baheit, who was in a luxurious European-style manor, looked respectful, and the dozens of maids around him were also surprised.

There is only one person in the world who can make Mr. Bahet so respectful.

Even the hot-bodied, blond female secretary next to him had a shocked expression on her face.

"No, I just want to tell you something. If you have time, come to my place. I have a friend who wants to meet you." Chen Ping said calmly.

"Master Chen Ping, I will definitely satisfy your request. I will fly over tomorrow and ask your friends to wait for me." Baheit said excitedly.

Chen Ping said hurriedly: "Don't be so quick, just wait for a while. Okay, I have something else to do here, so I'll hang up first."

This minibus is really warm-hearted.

"Master Chen Ping, what's wrong with you? Do you need my help?"

Baheit on the other end of the phone couldn't wait to help Chen Ping.

This is the giver of all his property. Without Chen Ping, there would be no Bahet.

"No need, I'm attending my wife's grandpa's birthday party." Chen Ping said, and then hung up the phone.

Shortly after hanging up, Baheit paced back and forth in the huge and splendid conference room.

"Alice, help me book a flight to China immediately. I will fly to China tomorrow. Also, help me find out who the grandfather of Mr. Chen Ping's wife is. If he has property, we will invest." Baheite was very happy.

He said excitedly, "Just invest one billion first!"

The sexy and hot female secretary replied: "Okay boss, I'll do it right away."

After saying that, she swayed her pert hips, turned around and left.

When his eyes returned to Chen Ping, he had no idea that his one phone call had caused an own misfortune.

About half an hour later, a huge financial group invested one billion into the Yang family's industry!

But now, everyone in the Yang family still doesn't know.

Chen Ping returned to the banquet and sat down next to Jiang Wan.

"Where have you been?" Jiang Wan asked.

"Go to the toilet." Chen Ping replied.

Above the banquet, Mr. Yang, Yang Kaifeng, was chatting with his children and long-time friends. He was having a great time.

Everyone also came forward to wish Mr. Yang his birthday.

"I wish grandpa a longevity as long as Nanshan and as prosperous as the east sea!" Yang Tai stepped forward to congratulate him, gave his gift, and said proudly: "Grandpa, this is what I saw in the jade market. It is a top-grade green jadeite. I specially gave it to you, old man.

A Xuanwu."

With a smile on his face, Yang Kaifeng patted Yang Tai on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, my good grandson, come here, this is what grandpa gave you."

With that said, Yang Kaifeng took a big red envelope and handed it to Yang Tai.

Naturally, there is a card in the red envelope, one million.

Yang Tai happily took it. Jade Xuanwu, he must have spent hundreds of thousands, and he made a lot of money this time.

Chen Ping looked at this scene, sneered in his heart, and muttered: "Xuanwu? Isn't he just a thousand-year-old bastard?"

Jiang Wan immediately kicked Chen Ping under the table and rolled her eyes at him: "Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Ping shrugged, looking indifferent.

Now he has no interest in the Yang family, no matter how old or young he is. He only smells a bad smell.

Yang Guo, who had sharp ears on the side, naturally heard it and glared at Chen Ping fiercely, making his impression on him even worse.

This guy not only loves to brag, but is also disrespectful regardless of the occasion.

Next is Yang Hua, who presented a piece of calligraphy!

"Grandpa, this is an inscription written by Wang Kewei, a master of traditional Chinese culture. Look at these four words, which represent wealth and good fortune."

Mr. Yang liked it very much and kept praising Yang Hua.

All of a sudden, Yang Hua showed his face in front of everyone, feeling very proud. On the other hand, Yang Tai's expression changed slightly.

Yang Hua naturally received a red envelope and stood aside happily.

Yang Jinghai, the eldest son of the Yang family, also nodded slightly. His incompetent youngest son finally outdid his fourth son.

Yang Jingshan secretly clenched his fists. He was an only son with no knowledge and skills. It was because he doted on him too much. It seemed that after returning this time, he had to teach him well.

Otherwise, no matter how big his fortune is, it will not be enough to defeat Yang Tai.

It was Yang Guo's turn. She stood up, glanced at Jiang Wan and Chen Ping, and sighed.

"Grandpa, this is the admission notice from Harvard. I am going to study for a Ph.D." Yang Guo handed over the notice directly.

This is how top students give gifts, it’s so damn low-key!

It was so low-key that everyone in the audience showed very shocked expressions.

Harvard!

The highest university!

Yang Kaifeng's happy eyes narrowed, holding the notice, he couldn't help but praise: "Good! The boss's daughter really didn't disappoint me, our Yang family is going to produce a heroic girl.

"

Hahaha!

A crowd followed with compliments.

Yang Kaifeng sent a red envelope, and Yang Guo also accepted it.

Then, under the expectant gaze of everyone, Yang Xu, who had been sitting, slowly stood up, walked to Mr. Yang empty-handed, and said calmly: "Grandpa, I came in a hurry and didn't bring any gifts."

When everyone heard this, they were all dumbfounded!

No gift?

This doesn't look like Yang Xu's style.

Looking at Yang Jinghai again, he was sitting calmly, drinking a cup of tea, with a calm look, as if he knew about it in advance.

When Yang Tai and Yang Hua heard this, they jumped out impatiently and accused: "Yang Xu, you didn't prepare a gift in advance for such an important birthday banquet. Do you think you don't take grandpa seriously at all?"

provocative.

Yang Xu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes looked like an idiot.

Yang Kaifeng smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay. Xu'er Company is so busy, so if you forget, you just forget it."

This is Yang Kaifeng's doting on Yang Xu.

It was hard for everyone to say anything.

However, in the next second, Yang Xu said calmly: "Grandpa, I have won the oasis development project in the south of the city."

With one word, everyone in the inner hall immediately turned their attention to Yang Xu!

This guy is awesome!

This gift is so high!
To be continued...