Become a Billionaire in One Day

Yuan Ge responded with an indifferent tone. She tapped the trash can twice with her finger holding the thin cigarette. The cigarette ash fell off and she took another sip.    

They just sat there without saying anything. The smoke rose up until Yuan Ge finished her cigarette and left.    

Chen Yang silently thought about the recent arrangements. Now, the best one to deal with was Zhao Wenjie. He directly called Uncle Fu.    

"Uncle Fu, I'm in J City right now. I have a company owned by the Zhao Group, help me deal with it."    

"Yes, young master."    

Chen Yang was no longer in the mood to play with Zhao Wenjie. He used the most direct method; he still had more important things to deal with.    

Not long after, Uncle Fu called Chen Yang.    

"Young master, this company's business is not bad, and it also has room for improvement. Are you sure you want to destroy it?"    

Chen Yang thought for a moment. He didn't expect the Zhao Group to have such a good business. Since that was the case, he might as well leave the purchase to Lee Sichun to take care of.    

"Then let the other party go bankrupt before purchasing it."    

At this moment, Zhao Wenjie was in the outdoor pool of a luxurious mansion, surrounded by a few famous online celebrities. He was holding a glass of red wine in his arms while hugging the two sweet looking girls.    

He thought about how he could not find someone to kidnap Lee Sichun, and how he could not even find someone as pure and noble as Lee Sichun, which was why he had called these people here today.    

He was lustfully holding on to the soft bulge of a woman, and was in the middle of daydreaming when the butler ran over hurriedly.    

The women wearing bikini screamed, interrupting Zhao Wenjie's fantasy. He stared at the butler with a face full of displeasure.    

"Young master, it's bad."    

"What the fuck did you say?" Zhao Wenjie directly threw the goblet in his hand next to the butler's feet and acted up.    

The woman that was grabbed by Zhao Wenjie grunted in pain. It was Zhao Wenjie's angry hand that subconsciously squeezed down.    

The butler wiped the cold sweat that was dripping down his forehead.    

"Young Master, a lot of people outside said that they want to seal this house, and that we are bankrupt."    

Zhao Wenjie was so angry that he burst out laughing. What a joke, how could his Zhao Family possibly go bankrupt?    

A woman said, "Are you joking? How could Young Master Zhao be bankrupt?" His face was filled with disdain and mockery.    

When Zhao Wenjie heard this, he smiled even more.    

"Haha, I'll give you one million to buy a bag later."    

Hearing Zhao Wenjie's words, the woman smiled coquettishly and thanked him.    

As he was speaking, a few tall and strong men in suits entered the room. They seemed to be bodyguards. A man with glasses holding a document walked over.    

"Mr. Zhao, the Zhao Group's bankruptcy has been bought, and this house is included as well. Please leave now."    

Zhao Wenjie panicked a little and the ladies in the pool all looked at Zhao Wenjie in confusion.    

"Who are you people? Do you know that you are trespassing! Be careful that I call the police. " Zhao Wenjie pointed at them angrily and said.    

The man with glasses opened the document in his hand and held it in front of Zhao Wenjie.    

"Mr. Zhao, please take a look. This is the bankruptcy purchase certificate."    

Even if Zhao Wenjie didn't believe it, he could still read the words on the document. He trembled as he picked up his phone and called his father.    

"Putong", the phone slipped into the swimming pool from Zhao Wenjie's hand. Zhao Wenjie, who was completely stunned, couldn't react in time.    

All he could think of was his father's words: Wenjie, our family is bankrupt.    

I'm broke. I'm really broke.    

"Mr. Zhao, please leave quickly. We are going to clear out the assets."    

These women understood everything when they saw Zhao Wenjie's reaction. They looked at Zhao Wenjie with disgust and didn't hide anything from these men.    

"Heh, looking for us when Young Master Zhao doesn't have any money is really an eye-opener for me."    

At that time, the woman, who did not believe that Zhao Family Crash spoke up for Zhao Wenjie, stood at the side of the pool and looked down at Zhao Wenjie before leaving.    

It directly made Zhao Wenjie thunderously angry. He pointed at the woman and cursed, "Get the fuck back here, I'll smash you to death with money!"    

No matter how Zhao Wenjie roared, it was useless. No one paid any attention to him.    

Seeing that Zhao Wenjie didn't leave, the man with glasses signaled the bodyguard to take Zhao Wenjie out of the pool and throw him out.    

Zhao Wenjie, who was raised like a prince, was no match for this group of muscular bodyguards.    

"Mr. Zhao, I'll give you ten more minutes. Put on your clothes and leave. If you don't want to be thrown out, you'd better do as I say."    

The bespectacled man looked at his watch and left with his bodyguard.    

The butler helped Zhao Wenjie up.    

"Young master, quickly get dressed and leave."    

The butler had worked at Zhao Family for his entire life, and now that his Zhao Family had collapsed, he could be considered unemployed. Although Zhao Wenjie normally wouldn't do much to him, he was very generous with his money.    

He saw Zhao Wenjie, who was high above him, suddenly fall into the dust, turning into an ordinary person just like him. His eyes were filled with pity.    

Zhao Wenjie pushed the butler away and yelled: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."    

He staggered back into the house, put on his clothes and hurried out.    

One of the bodyguards said to the bespectacled man, "Lawyer Zhang, he drove away."    

"Hehe, if there's nothing else, let's just lend it to him first. Our young master will definitely get it back." He tapped his fingers on the keyboard.    

Zhao Wenjie drove through a red light to his home company. No, it was his old home company.    

He pressed the button for the elevator and arrived at his father's office. At this moment, his father was still slumped on the leather chair, his face ashen. In an instant, he looked like he had aged a decade or so.    

Zhao Wenjie slammed his hands on the table and looked at his father with bloodshot eyes.    

"Dad!" This is not true! You tell me! "    

Father Zhao slowly raised his eyes to look at his son. He tried to touch his son's shoulder, but he couldn't bring himself to do so.    

"We're broke." These words seemed to have been squeezed out of his teeth with all his might.    

He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, tears streaming down his face.    

Zhao Wenjie looked at his father and his heart was filled with pain and hatred.    

"Who is it?! Just who did it!? " He stood up and scanned the room. When he saw a porcelain bottle on the table, he strode forward and picked it up.    

"Dad, who did it?! I'll go kill him! "    

Father Zhao held onto his forehead shakily, opened his mouth and said, "Don't go, Wenjie, we have offended someone we shouldn't have, the grandson of Richest Man, Chen Jingwang."