Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1112: 1087: God of Gambling's Reward

The opposing villain was utterly dumbfounded by this astonishing scene.

This was simply too astonishing.

After returning, the God of Gambling had transformed entirely, casually sipping wine while devouring the spicy hotpot.

Was there perhaps some miraculous elixir hidden within that folding ruler?

Right now, the God of Gambling seemed like he had activated some kind of cheat mode.

He dominated both poker and Texas hold’em with unbelievable prowess.

The villain stood completely stunned as well.

The God of Gambling showcased his skills to the maximum.

Ye Chen felt quite shocked too.

The impact from this spicy hotpot proved incredibly evident.

In this game, the God of Gambling crushed all opponents and held onto his championship.

Victorious and elated, the God of Gambling beamed with joy.

“Delivery boy, after tasting your spicy hotpot, my vision has cleared up, and my hearing feels sharp again—it’s truly miraculous.”

In excitement, the God of Gambling grasped Ye Chen’s hand firmly.

“I owe myself a big thanks for this.”

“Here’s my prize money from the game; take it all if you want.”

His words sparked intense envy among everyone there.

The prize for this match amounted to eighty million!

Yet Ye Chen merely shook his head.

“Mr. Gao, sorry, but money doesn’t interest me.”

Ye Chen had no shortage of cash these days.

To others, eighty million was a massive sum; to him, it meant little.

He hadn’t come for riches, but for that Five-Star Review reward.

Learning Ye Chen cared little for money shifted the God of Gambling’s view of him once more.

Arrogant by nature, the God of Gambling had never respected anyone before.

Ye Chen stood as the sole exception he truly admired.

Ye Chen grinned: “Just don’t forget the Five-Star Review, Mr. Gao. And yes, I’m Ye Chen, the delivery guy.”

The God of Gambling etched that name deep into his memory.

Just then, the system notified Ye Chen of his impending return to reality.

This trip to the parallel world had been rather enjoyable.

He had watched an exhilarating gambling showdown, after all.

Plus, being a movie universe, there was no real attachment.

“Well, folks, time for me to head out—see you around.”

Though reluctant, the God of Gambling watched as Ye Chen turned away.

“Delivery guy, leave me your contact! I crave more of that incredible spicy hotpot.”

Ye Chen smiled back: “Next time, just call for me in your mind. If I’m free, I’ll drop by for sure. Oh, and the Five-Star Review!”

With that, Ye Chen departed.

In a flash, he hopped on his motorcycle and sped into the wormhole.

The sight left everyone dumbfounded.

Was Ye Chen some kind of extraterrestrial?

Of course—only an alien could produce such delectable cuisine.

Ye Chen remained so casual since this was merely a movie realm.

Thus, he felt no concern over any potential fallout.

One realization hit Ye Chen now.

In the actual world, caution about consequences was essential.

But in this parallel film dimension, he could act freely without repercussions.

Ye Chen disappeared from view, reentering the real world.

Towering skyscrapers surrounded him once more.

The genuine world felt comforting and familiar to Ye Chen.

[Ding, congrats host on finishing Worldwide Delivery—reward: Divine-level Gambling Skill unlocked.]

With it, Ye Chen could effortlessly claim the title of world’s top gambler.

Yet as a responsible young man of the modern age, he held no fondness for gambling.

[Ding, congrats host on finishing Worldwide Delivery—reward: Gambling God Aura acquired.]

This prize thrilled Ye Chen greatly.

[Ding, congrats host on finishing Worldwide Delivery—reward: newest Wind God sports car.]

Known as the globe’s swiftest vehicle, the Wind God boasted sleek looks and blistering speed.

Ye Chen’s Lykan had seen plenty of miles; upgrading made perfect sense.

Three rewards this round left Ye Chen deeply pleased.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed.

Xiaoxiao was calling.

“Ye Chen, you promised to take me to the concert.”

Then it clicked—on the flight, he had indeed agreed to join Xiaoxiao for the show.

“Got it, I’ll swing by to get you.”

Ye Chen pulled up outside Xiaoxiao’s place.

She hadn’t emerged yet, so he lounged in the car, scrolling his phone.

Meanwhile, a young couple exited the complex.

Both appeared in their early twenties.

The woman was attractive, with a slender, statuesque build.

The guy, however, looked rough—not tall, overweight, and rather plain.

They were fresh newlyweds.

Li Lun eyed the car in awe.

“Wow, a Wind God sports car! I caught it on TV—it’s incredible.”

Though his family had money, Li Lun pulled in just tens of thousands monthly.

With his BMW and three-bedroom apartment, he considered himself thriving.

Spotting Ye Chen’s multi-million-dollar ride filled him with jealousy.

Anyone affording such a machine had to be ultra-wealthy, no doubt.

Li Lun explained to his wife: “Recognize this car? It costs eighty-eight million eight hundred eighty-eight thousand.”

The world’s quickest sports car.

Admire its aerodynamic lines, crafted by famed designer Danny.

Just three exist globally.

We’re fortunate to glimpse one.

Li Lun declared confidently, “This owner’s definitely a mega-rich tycoon.”

He chattered on, flaunting his expertise to his spouse.

His wife turned adoring.

“Hubby knows so much! Sharing a neighborhood with such an elite proves your success.”

A delivery rider passed by just then.

Li Lun jingled his keys.

His own talents were modest, but far superior to mere couriers.

“Back in school, I excelled as a top student. Post-grad, I joined a Fortune 500 firm and climbed fast to supervisor thanks to my abilities.”

Li Lun kept boasting to his wife, brimming with self-admiration.

Xiaoxiao stepped out then, missing Ye Chen at first.

But she overheard the couple’s chat.

“Remember that delivery guy who dropped off our food before?”

Li Lun’s wife paused: “How could I forget?”

“He was handsome, sure, but just a delivery boy. Looks don’t pay bills—you need real talent.”

Li Lun patted his belly smugly.

Xiaoxiao froze in surprise.

So handsome, yet delivering—that sounded just like Ye Chen?

Li Lun’s wife flushed slightly.

Ye Chen’s charm had tempted her to flirt back then.

Her husband had noticed, and clearly still stewed over it.

Li Lun pressed on, “Honey, stick with me faithfully, and when my career booms, luxury rides like this await you. Forget that good-looking delivery trash.”

At Li Lun calling Ye Chen trash and pretty boy, Xiaoxiao’s expression darkened instantly.