Chapter 121: Forcing the rhythm of obsessive-compulsive disorder to death
"From now on, this is our home. ”
Walking into the small villa he had just bought, Ye Beichen took Xian'er and said softly.
It was half an hour later.
Half an hour ago, Ye Beichen and Xian'er went through the formalities and tapped Qin Li, who had the potential of four stars. In the face of a group of sales consultants' juggling treasures, Ye Beichen took Xian'er and left categorically.
He doesn't have a good face for everyone, at least, the other party has to be worthy of him having a good face first.
"Uh-huh!"
Xian'er nodded heavily, and when she looked at Ye Beichen, she found that the other party's eyes were not as calm as they appeared to be, with a scorching aura in them.
Seeing this, Xian'er couldn't help but glance at Ye Beichen shyly.
In the past few days, she has been getting along with Ye Beichen day and night, and it can be said that she has learned a lot about Ye Beichen's habits.
With just this look, Xian'er could see Ye Beichen's thoughts.
Sure enough, the next moment, with Xian'er's exclamation, Ye Beichen picked up Xian'er, found a room casually and rushed in.
After a while, a wheezing breath came from the room, and then spread throughout the villa......
Nearly an hour later, Ye Beichen returned to bed from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, lit a cigarette, and took out his mobile phone from a pile of clothes and appeared on Weibo.
At this time, Ye Beichen's Weibo attention has exceeded 10 million, a proper big V.
But Ye Beichen's focus is not on this, but on the news sent out on Weibo in the past few days.
A few days ago, after Ye Beichen handed over the task to Cen Yudie, he lingered with Xian'er all day long, almost forgetting about this matter. Looking back now, Ye Beichen was still a little worried.
After all, although I didn't put much thought into it, I did spend a lot of money. In case of a final smash, it will fall short, and more than 100 million funds will be wasted.
Although Ye Beichen has made a lot of money on Weibo and is still profitable on the whole, if it doesn't work, he still feels that he has lost a lot.
glanced at the latest Weibo news, that is, a Weibo released by Cen Yudie at twelve o'clock at noon. There is only one simple sentence - the mystery is revealed today.
Ye Beichen looked at the comments below and found that even though the building brushing activity has ended, there are still fans replying, and the focus is naturally on what the mystery is.
Raising his eyebrows, Ye Beichen flipped through the second and third messages......
One by one, Ye Beichen couldn't help but smile.
From the first day of Ye Beichen's assignment, Cen Yudie just casually mentioned it - a major insider.
After a few messages, the mystery was even more explosive. Just looking at the forwarding, there are hundreds of thousands of forwards for each message, and all kinds of speculation will be known.
As for the latest one, it has more than a million retweets.
"Hmm...... It should be about the same. ”
Ye Beichen extinguished the cigarette butt and muttered to himself.
At this time, Xian'er walked out of the bathroom, wiping her wet hair, and her beautiful carcass was unreservedly displayed in front of Ye Beichen.
"You little goblin, seduce me again, don't beg for mercy later. ”
Hearing Ye Beichen's threatening words, Xian'er glanced at Ye Beichen, but still turned around and went back to the bathroom, wrapped a bath towel before walking out again.
Ye Beichen was about to speak, when his mobile phone suddenly rang, it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hey, who's that?"
"Hello, are you Mr. Ye? I am a courier company here, and I have your courier. ”
"Courier?"
Ye Beichen frowned in confusion and said, "I don't seem to have online shopping, how can I ...... By the way, where did you send it?"
"Mr. Ye, I don't know what you said, the address is Amethyst Imperial Mansion No. 8 Villa, and the one left is your phone number. ”
"Hmm......"
Ye Beichen thought for a moment, and then said: "You put the sentry box first, and I'll get it when I go back." ”
"Okay, Mr. Ye. ”
They politely answered and hung up.
Seeing that Ye Beichen was still frowning and thinking, Xian'er walked to the side of the bed and asked, "Emperor Trench, what's wrong?"
"Hehe, it's okay, someone sent me a courier. Ye Beichen shook his head, threw away the conspiracy theories in his head, and posted another Weibo.
"Tonight at eight o'clock, we will meet ......"
It's just eight words, but the most critical places are ellipsied.
This is the rhythm of OCD. Ah no, there are curious friends, who must scratch their hearts when they see this sentence.
Glancing at his "masterpiece", Ye Beichen laughed, threw away his mobile phone, glanced around again, and said, "I have something to do in the evening, so I won't eat with you." The facilities of this villa are a bit rudimentary, so we will go around again tomorrow and make it a good fit. ”
"Oh. ”
Xian'er heard what Ye Beichen meant, and was slightly disappointed in her heart, but she still nodded obediently.
Seeing this, Ye Beichen smiled slightly, pulled Xian'er to his side, and said, "Okay, the coming day will be long." ”
"Well, it's important for the Emperor to get down to business. ”
saw Ye Beichen smile and said, "Serious things are naturally important, but it's still early, so we can't waste it!"
The next moment, the exclamation was renewed, and it was quickly replaced by a gasp......
When Ye Beichen walked out of the villa, the sky was already dark, and there were only two hours left before eight o'clock.
Driving back to the Amethyst Imperial Mansion, the security guard at the sentry box saw Ye Beichen's car stop, and hurriedly ran out of the sentry box, and respectfully handed over a courier to Ye Beichen with both hands.
Ye Beichen didn't pick it up immediately, but glanced at it first.
The appearance is just the most ordinary document bag, and the thickness is so thin that it doesn't look like it can be put into a time bomb, a fifty-meter broadsword, an Italian cannon, and an atomic bomb.
couldn't even put half a bowl of pasta in, so Ye Beichen took it with confidence.
"Thank you. ”
It was just two words, but it made the security guard smile and wave his hand again and again.
The rich man thanked him for three days. If you drink a drink, you can blow it for three days.
Back at the villa, Ye Beichen tore open the file bag, and a pitch-black card fell.
"Huh, this is ......."
Ye Beichen paused, and said to himself: "It can't be the legendary black card, right?"
Picking up a black card in the shape of a bank card, an inscription with the word "leaf" caught his eye.
Isn't that his last name?
Customized, black card?
Just when Ye Beichen was puzzled, the voice of the system suddenly sounded: "This is a black card applied by the system for the host, which is jointly issued by the world's top banks, and the host does not need to worry, let alone care." With the use of black cards, the host's funds will be more secured, and will not be found by any institution, with absolute confidentiality. ”
"Huh?"
Ye Beichen was overjoyed, and there seemed to be a boulder quietly put down in his heart.
Previously, when Ye Beichen's funds were hundreds of thousands, he didn't need to worry. But later, as more and more funds flowed in his account, he couldn't help but be unconcerned.
Although he has the name of an offshore company, isn't the money still circulating in his own account?
Except for the top rich, who has this capital? At that time, if someone wants to check him, it will be even easier!
The little tail is too high, and it catches it as soon as it is grasped.