Trillionaire, the richest man in China?!

Chen Yang was stunned when he heard this?

Could it be that the mysterious rich man mentioned on TV and radio just now is me?

"I still have something to do. Let's settle this debt with the Chen family later." Chen Yang left Chen Fu behind in one sentence, returned home, and dialed the long-dusted number.

"Hello, this is Puzhao Investment Management Committee, may I ask..."

"My name is Chen Yang, and my identity verification code is 50627. I want the current head of the special committee to report to me on the investment situation over the years."

After a busy tone, a respectful greeting came. The person in charge of Puzhao Investment Management Association on the other end of the phone respectfully reported on the investment status over the years.

In the past ten years, the shipwreck salvage company invested by Chen Yang has salvaged nearly ten shipwrecks known as treasures of the century, including three this year alone;

The plot of land invested by Southeast has never been interested in, but with the implementation of the Southeast Development Zone, its value has increased hundreds of times;

According to Chen Yang's long-term investment plan, there are other investments targeting the Internet, and the returns are equally gratifying.

Chen Yang was in ecstasy and could not listen at all. He felt as if he had been knocked unconscious by a pie falling from the sky.

After being in a daze for a long time, he finally knew how much money he had.

"Cash flow reaches hundreds of billions..."

"Total assets exceed one trillion..."

Chen Yang swallowed. This was a wealth that even he, the heir to the Chen family who once went to Beijing, could not imagine, let alone the current son-in-law of the Tang family.

"Am I the richest man in Greater China?"

In the blink of an eye, with a phone call, Chen Yang completed a shocking transformation.

In exchange for 500,000 yuan to save his life, he had to kneel down in public and beg for help, and even get the son-in-law he wished for.

Go to the real trillionaire in Greater China.

"Plop! Plop!"

Chen Yang's heart began to beat violently, his whole body felt warm, and his blood that had been cold for many years began to boil again.

Chen Yang said to the other end of the phone without hesitation: "Immediately transfer 10 billion in cash to my account, and then send all the top forces to my side, quickly."

After giving his address and account number, he hung up the phone with ease, like a sack of several hundred kilograms being suddenly unloaded from his back.

"Bang!"

The door to the living room at home was suddenly kicked open, and three women walked in one after another.

The first person is Tang Wan, followed by Chen Yang's mother-in-law Su Hongyu and his wife's sister Tang Jiao.

The three women look exactly the same at first glance, but they are different upon closer inspection.

Seeing Chen Yang, Su Hongyu's eyes were not eyes and her nose was not a nose and she cursed: "Chen Yang, you just want to die, don't you think it's enough to hurt us?"

"He didn't even look at what day it was, and he just went to the old lady and made himself embarrassed, causing us to be sent back early."

Su Hongyu said, and then complained to Tang Wan: "Xiao Wan, why did you give this waste a head, and when did you become a leader?"

"Divorce! This marriage must be divorced."

Tang Jiao followed behind and fanned the flames: "Yes, yes, leave now. It won't take a minute to find an outstanding brother-in-law."

"Any man with two legs is better than this loser."

Tang Wan couldn't help but put her hand on her eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Stop talking, I'm tired. If you have anything else, I'll talk about it tomorrow..."

She raised her head as she spoke, then felt so angry that she had a headache.

In the time that Tang Wan spent rubbing her brows, Su Hongyu and Tang Jiao took off their clothes and shook off their shoes. Eighty percent of their clothes were instantly reduced.

Opposite the mother and daughter, Chen Yang's innocent eyes widened.

"Mom, Xiaojiao, how many times have I told you that there is a man at home, can you please pay attention!"

Tang Jiao curled her lips and said disdainfully: "Is he considered a man?"

Under Tang Wan's murderous gaze, the two of them reluctantly went back to the house and changed into a nightgown that was almost 90% transparent, then went out and nestled on the sofa.

Tang Jiao took the point of "he is also a man" to the end and raised Bai Shengsheng's feet on the table without caring, feeling extremely comfortable.

Tang Wan couldn't control them, so his murderous eyes turned to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang shrugged, said, "I'm going to work," and walked into the kitchen.

Behind him, the disdainful voices of Su Hongyu and Tang Jiao followed their backs and reached Chen Yang's ears: "I'm so busy, I'm so busy. Waste is waste. This is a man. He spends the whole day wandering around in the kitchen..."

Chen Yang could only smile bitterly, and he was a little numb.

For more than three years, his life has been like this.

But now, with a trillions of wealth in his hand, he doesn't even despise Su Hongyu and Tang Jiao. How can summer insects talk to the cold winter?

In the evening, Chen Yang returned to the room and wanted to tell Tang Wan not to worry about money anymore.

But he saw that Logan had fallen asleep, but he still kept the light on for him.

Her upper body was wrapped in a quilt, with only her calves and feet exposed.

"Chen Yang, I will find a solution for you with the five hundred thousand."

Tang Wan murmured in her sleep, seeming to be still worried about the cost of Chen Yang's adoptive father's surgery.

Chen Yang looked at her distressedly, and gently covered her legs and feet with the quilt, tucking her in.

After quietly looking at Tang Wan sleeping soundly for ten minutes, all of Chen Yang's impatience disappeared. He suppressed the urge to kiss her forehead and honestly made a bunk on the ground and lay down on it.

He has lived like this every day for the three years since his marriage.

"Good night!"

Turning off the lights, Chen Yang slept in his clothes, and the new richest man slept peacefully.

The next morning, before the three women at home had woken up, Chen Yang ran out to buy breakfast.

When he left the community, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Um?"

The usual breakfast stall was gone, replaced by the gleaming silver Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Different from yesterday, there was a row of black Audi A6 parked behind the Rolls-Royce!

At the same time as Chen Yang walked out, the doors of the Audi A6 opened one after another, and two rows of tall beauties wearing cheongsam walked out.

The beauties each held a tray covered with red cloth in both hands, walked respectfully to Chen Yang, squatted down, and raised the tray above their heads.

The door of the Rolls-Royce opened, and out came a beautiful woman wearing only a bath towel. Her appearance was familiar to Chen Yang, and she seemed to be some kind of big star.

Then, Chen Fu stepped out of the car, and with a wink, the beauties in cheongsam lifted up the red cloth on the tray, revealing everything.

From underwear to shoes and socks, from suits to watches, etc., they are all top international brands, covering everything a man can use.

At the front is a glass of water and a lit cigar.

Under Chen Fu's gaze, the beautiful woman wrapped in a bath towel stepped forward with some reluctance and curiosity.

She picked up a glass of water from the tray, squatted and brought it to Chen Yang.

When the beauty in the bath towel assumes this pose, her shyness and shaky bath towel attract people's attention like a magnet.

Chen Yang took the water cup calmly, took a sip, and said: "Put water on aged plums. Use snow on winter plums to turn into water, and store it for aging."

He shook his head again: "There are too many bacteria, what's the point of drinking it? I was ignorant when I was a child, so I liked this arty style."

At the same time, Chen Yang finally remembered who this familiar beauty in bath towel was. The three women at home had seen it when they were watching TV series. It was the famous star Liu Yiqian.

Liu Yiqian didn't look like the goddess in the dreams of thousands of otakus. She put down her cup, took a cigar that was lit to the last third from another cheongsam beauty, and continued to squat down and serve it with both hands.

Chen Yang was keenly aware that Liu Yiqian's bath towel had slipped a little further. She wanted to pull it up, but she didn't dare.

Chen Yang still took it, took a sip, and shook his head: "The last third of the cigar tastes best. When I was a kid, I liked to let beautiful women smoke evenly to this position, and then I started smoking.

Now I understand that plainness is real and intenseness is real. Without the accumulation in the past, the peak in the back will be a little less interesting."

This time, he didn't wait for the big star Liu Yiqian to continue his service, and he didn't plan to let the beauties in cheongsams swarm him and give him a full body change. He waved his hands and said: "I lacked maternal love when I was a child, so I like women to dress like this and serve. Now

It’s different.

I am a man with a wife."

As soon as Chen Yang said this, the old housekeeper Chen Fu looked strange.

"Master..."

Chen Fu was shaking all over and was about to kneel down.

Chen Yang waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't want to hear anything now. We'll talk about it later. I'm going to buy breakfast for my wife."

Chen Yang ignored Chen Fu's hesitation, ignored the shyness and curiosity of the famous star Liu Yiqian, and rode on the electric donkey and left.

Chen Fu stayed where he was and sighed:

"The young master still refuses to forgive the family."
To be continued...