Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1161: 1136: Traveling to A Chinese Ghost Story

Su Wanyi became quiet.

“That’s correct, the police cannot arrest anyone without sufficient proof,” Ye Chen suddenly chuckled beside her.

“Do you require evidence? Worry not, you shall witness it shortly.”

At that precise moment, the distant wail of police sirens grew considerably louder.

Su Kai’s countenance shifted dramatically.

“Su Wanyi, did you instigate the police to apprehend me without any concrete evidence?”

Su Wanyi herself was equally taken aback.

She turned to Ye Chen, her expression filled with bewilderment.

Ye Chen offered a faint smile. “My apologies, it was I who summoned the police. However, my report wasn’t solely confined to the matter of stolen formulas.”

“What did you say?” Su Kai’s face drained of color.

Ye Chen scoffed. “You are undoubtedly more aware than I am of your clandestine activities involving the Hongye Nightclub.”

Upon hearing Ye Chen’s pronouncement, Su Kai’s demeanor instantly transformed.

Just then, several police officers stormed into the premises.

“Su Kai, you are apprehended on suspicion of operating the Hongye Club illegally.”

Indeed, Su Kai’s establishment, known as the Hongye Club, operated as a front for illicit enterprises.

Su Kai had harbored the delusion that he could successfully deceive everyone. Unfortunately for him, Ye Chen had penetrated their digital systems.

All of the incriminating financial records were subsequently furnished to the authorities by Ye Chen.

Those records alone were sufficient to condemn Su Kai to severe repercussions.

With Su Kai incarcerated, Su Qing made the decision to depart from Modu.

Following Ye Chen’s consoling words, Su Wanyi’s spirits began to lift considerably.

Ye Chen resumed his duties as a food delivery courier.

On one particular day, Ye Chen received a new delivery order.

The hour was already approaching midnight.

Alas, despite a full day of work, no Worldwide Delivery order had materialized.

“System, does this particular customer have any special requests?” Ye Chen inquired.

“This delivery is for Two People. There are no specific demands, other than the food must be sufficiently filling,” the system responded.

Ye Chen glanced at the clock; it was already past midnight.

A biting cold wind swept through, imbuing the night with a palpable chill.

At this late hour, where could he procure sustenance?

Suddenly, Ye Chen’s gaze landed upon the brightly lit McDonald’s sign in the distance.

A spark ignited in his eyes.

Precisely, McDonald’s would suffice.

Since McDonald’s operates twenty-four hours a day, Ye Chen steered his motorcycle directly towards it to acquire the food.

“Excuse me, I’d like three spicy chicken burger sets, please.”

The attending server, witnessing Ye Chen’s diligent efforts, felt a surge of empathy.

Admirable dedication this young man displays, working so late into the night for deliveries.

Furthermore, Ye Chen’s handsome features only enhanced his appeal to the female staff.

“Handsome sir, please bear with me a moment.”

The server promptly proceeded to assemble the order.

Before long, the three meticulously prepared spicy chicken burger sets were ready.

Accompanying them were three large cups of cola. Ye Chen also opted to add half a roast chicken to the order.

This should be more than adequate to satisfy the hunger of the Two People.

Ye Chen understood that to ensure the contentment of Worldwide Delivery clientele, their satisfaction was paramount.

Only through achieving customer satisfaction could he anticipate increasingly bountiful rewards.

However, Ye Chen found himself momentarily frozen as he took stock of the order.

“Excuse me, I requested three sets. Why have I been given four?”

The server responded with a smile, “Young man, observing your arduous work delivering food so late, this additional meal is my complimentary gesture.”

Ye Chen was momentarily taken aback, then beamed. “Thank you kindly, miss. I shall certainly return for your services next time.”

After carefully placing the food into the delivery container, Ye Chen mounted his motorcycle and departed.

With the hour well past midnight, the streets were remarkably deserted.

Ye Chen navigated his way into a secluded alleyway.

It was the dead of night.

The dimly lit alley exuded a genuinely unsettling aura.

This particular scene strongly evoked the atmosphere of a horror film.

Yet, Ye Chen remained entirely unfazed by the eerie surroundings.

After all, with the system’s unwavering support, what was there to truly fear?

At that precise instant, a shimmering wormhole materialized directly before Ye Chen’s eyes.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen guided his motorcycle into the swirling vortex.

Following a blinding flash of white light, Ye Chen vanished completely from the alleyway.

Upon his reappearance, Ye Chen found himself transported to an entirely different realm.

He was now situated within a dense, profoundly dark forest.

The night wind whispered through the trees, creating a rustling sound that contributed to the deeply eerie ambiance.

Streetlights were non-existent in this locale, compelling Ye Chen to navigate solely by the ethereal moonlight and his own heightened senses as he advanced on his motorcycle.

The path ahead was an unpaved dirt track.

Distinct impressions indicated the passage of horse-drawn carriages.

Could it be that this particular journey had transported him back to antiquity?

Ye Chen’s curiosity intensified regarding the specific world he had been dispatched to this time.

He continued his forward momentum on the motorcycle.

The entire forest remained eerily silent, save for the persistent hum of the motorcycle’s engine.

The oppressive darkness of the forest created a pervasive sensation of being watched.

Ye Chen’s brow furrowed slightly.

Surely not, could the world he’d arrived in be the setting of a horror movie?

Ye Chen consulted the food delivery order. Beyond specifying the delivery coordinates, no supplementary information was provided.

Following the navigational guidance, Ye Chen noted that the destination remained approximately one kilometer distant.

He rode onward, traversing the thick woods.

Ye Chen observed that the path ahead was shrouded in darkness, devoid of any indication of human habitation.

Finally, when he had covered about 200 to 300 meters from the designated drop-off point, the landscape opened up expansively.

Before him, a temple materialized, serene amidst towering ancient trees. Yet, an inexplicable chill permeated the air for Ye Chen. Inside, a few oil lamps cast flickering light, their glow emphasizing the eerie shadows of the surrounding forest, amplifying the unsettling atmosphere. A sudden gust of cold wind swept past, raising goosebumps on Ye Chen’s skin. He wondered if this temple was a set piece from a horror film. Parking his motorcycle before the entrance, Ye Chen retrieved the food from his delivery box. Subsequently, he unsheathed his spear, adopting a defensive stance. The peculiarity of the location necessitated his utmost caution. This delivery felt distinctly different from his usual assignments, prompting him to remain vigilant. Though not large, the temple exuded a profoundly sinister aura. An ancient tree stood within the courtyard, its branches swaying ominously under the moonlight, casting mysterious shadows. A tremor of apprehension ran through Ye Chen. The ambiance increasingly mirrored that of a frightening movie. Venturing into the main hall, Ye Chen finally spotted two figures seated within, a sight that brought him a wave of relief. At long last, people! Approaching the duo, Ye Chen offered a smile and inquired, "Are you the ones who ordered the delivery?" A pale-faced scholar, a bamboo backpack resting beside him, rose to his feet. His countenance held an air of integrity, subtly handsome. The other individual sported a thick beard, a sturdy build, and wore a hat, a sword sheathed at his waist, clearly a seasoned traveler. Ye Chen found himself momentarily taken aback by their attire. These two seemed strangely familiar. Wasn't that scholar reminiscent of Ning Caichen? At that moment, the bearded man regarded Ye Chen with suspicion. "What did you just say? What do you mean by delivery?" The scholar, too, looked at Ye Chen with evident curiosity. "Brother, what do you mean by delivery?" he asked, his inquiry sounding more pleasant than the first. Ye Chen replied with a smile, "Delivery means bringing you food." As he spoke, Ye Chen set down the delivery box. The moment the lid was lifted, an enticing fragrance filled the air. The man in the hat reacted instantly to the aroma. "This smells incredible! What is this food? I haven't eaten in three days; my mouth is watering."