Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1121: 1096: Returning to the Great Tang

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Chen Yifan offended Ye Chen, the boss of DouNet, prompting security to eject him from the annual event despite his protests as a top star. Reporters captured the humiliating throw-out, igniting viral online backlash mocking his diva behavior. The host announced a lawsuit for contract breach, while the audience buzzed over Ye Chen's hidden power, showering him with fan adoration as the event's new focus.

Ye Chen hastened back to his seat, wiping perspiration from his forehead.

Song Xiaoxiao, tinged with jealousy, remarked, “Ye Chen, you must be thrilled to suddenly attract so many female fans, right?”

A fierce surge of jealousy struck, like a vat of vinegar spilling over.

“What do you think?” Ye Chen countered without directly responding to Song Xiaoxiao’s query.

Song Xiaoxiao mused inwardly that he was surely thrilled inside but refused to confess, which felt utterly boring.

Ye Chen had no desire to dwell on this matter with the girl any longer; it served no purpose.

Noticing Ye Chen's silence, Song Xiaoxiao held her tongue, though displeasure churned within her.

The overwhelming fervor of Ye Chen’s female fans halted the annual meeting in its tracks.

This chaos wasn't what Ye Chen desired; he could only fault his striking appearance for winning over numerous girls present.

The scenario even caused Ye Chen a slight migraine.

All at once, a system prompt rang in his mind.

“Ding, congratulations to the host for getting a new Worldwide Delivery order. Do you wish to accept?”

Ye Chen reflected that lingering there felt awkward, so delivering an order might bring some excitement.

“Accept,”

he affirmed mentally without delay.

On this occasion, the customer sought food to ignite the taste buds.

Spicy dishes like hotpot, Sichuan fare, or similar would awaken the palate.

Ye Chen felt a spark of delight, deeming this task a breeze for him.

Yet, spotting the customer's special instruction made the order seem challenging.

“The food must feature lychee as an ingredient.”

This left Ye Chen somewhat perplexed.

Beyond devouring lychees plain, Ye Chen had no experience with lychee-infused dishes.

Song Xiaoxiao noticed Ye Chen's quietness and assumed he was upset.

“Ye Chen, after the annual meeting, shall we grab a bite?” Song Xiaoxiao proposed.

However, Ye Chen stayed silent, absorbed in pondering the customer's demand.

This puzzle genuinely baffled him.

Undeterred, Song Xiaoxiao pressed on, “Ye Chen, lychee spicy grilled fish sounds perfect. Want to try it later?”

“Lychee!” Ye Chen latched onto the word, but immersed in thought, he missed her full statement.

“Xiaoxiao, what did you say? Repeat that.” Ye Chen pressed eagerly.

“I said, afterward, let's get lychee-spicy grilled fish. Sound good?” Song Xiaoxiao restated.

“Great choice, that's it.” Ye Chen gazed at the girl before him with surprise and joy.

Catching Ye Chen’s approval, Song Xiaoxiao swelled with pride.

She reflected: “So what if his fangirls adore Ye Chen? They don't grasp his tastes like I do.”

As the saying goes, to win a man's heart, first conquer his stomach.

“Xiaoxiao, you understand me perfectly,” Ye Chen grinned.

These words sent Song Xiaoxiao's heart racing wildly, like fawns leaping about.

“Wow, Ye Chen praised me!”

Ye Chen reached the grilled fish restaurant and promptly ordered a lychee-spicy grilled fish.

Once packaged by the staff, Ye Chen grabbed the delivery container and exited.

Securing the grilled fish in the delivery box, Ye Chen fired up his motorcycle.

In a secluded spot, a wormhole materialized ahead of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen steered his motorcycle straight into the wormhole.

Emerging on the other side, Ye Chen froze in shock.

Majestic palace walls loomed around him, flanked by golden-armored soldiers.

Was this?

The Imperial Palace perhaps?

Ye Chen’s abrupt arrival startled the palace guards.

From where did this intruder emerge?

Good heavens, he wore a yellow robe no less.

Only royalty could don yellow robes.

Even more astonishing to the guards was Ye Chen’s mount.

What on earth?

Two wheels, emitting thunderous roars.

“Halt! Who are you?” a guard bellowed icily.

Ye Chen, facing the guard, felt a twinge of surprise.

He offered an awkward smile, replying, “I’m a delivery guy, here with food.”

Ye Chen checked his destination, right inside the palace.

The guard paused, baffled, “What’s a delivery guy?”

Ignoring the guard, Ye Chen gunned the motorcycle and sped into the palace.

Chaos erupted among the entire Imperial Guard.

“Blast, an intruder!”

“Seize that trespasser!”

The Imperial Guards surged forward instantly.

But Ye Chen’s motorcycle outpaced them easily.

Before the guards recovered, Ye Chen had dashed over a hundred meters ahead.

How was this feasible?

The guards stood slack-jawed.

What sorcery powered that ride to such speeds?

In their view, warhorses marked the pinnacle of speed.

Yet this contraption far surpassed any horse.

Suddenly, an Imperial Guard captain yelled, “Why hesitate? Loose the arrows!”

The wall-top guards shook off their stupor.

They nocked arrows and unleashed a volley.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Arrows poured down like a storm.

However, as they neared Ye Chen’s head, an invisible barrier halted them, sending them clattering to the ground.

What in the world!

The troops gaped in disbelief.

Was this man mortal or divine?

Why did arrows fail to approach?

As soldiers reeled, Ye Chen throttled into the palace depths.

Within the palace, Noble Consort Yang reclined beside the Emperor.

“Your Majesty, I’m weary of plain lychees; a fresh preparation would delight me.”

The Emperor chuckled, “My dear consort, these lychees raced from the south, claiming many horses, yet you crave novelty—lychees are fruit, best peeled and savored plain, no?”

Noble Consort Yang sighed, “I adore lychees, but constant indulgence dulls the joy.”

“Beloved consort, name any gourmet treat, and the royal chefs will craft it.”

Noble Consort Yang dabbed her scented perspiration, “This sweltering heat kills my hunger!”

The Emperor’s brow furrowed.

Noble Consort Yang was his utmost favorite.

Her lack of appetite distressed him more than anyone.

“Gao Lishi, decree this: whoever mightily whets my consort’s appetite shall earn one thousand gold taels and a hundred acres of prime farmland.”

“As you command, Your Majesty,” Gao Lishi prepared to obey.

Abruptly.

Rumble rumble rumble!

With the motorcycle’s growl, Ye Chen burst in.

Ye Chen’s intrusion left everyone dumbfounded.

Who was this audacious figure?

All ministers gawked at Ye Chen.

Emperor Li Longji glared at the court crasher, thundering: “Insolent fool, who dares invade the court?”

Just then, Imperial Guards flooded in, encircling Ye Chen.

Calm as ever, Ye Chen stepped off the motorcycle and announced, “I’m the delivery guy. Who ordered the lychee-spicy grilled fish?”