Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1220 - 1195: Now Su Wanyi Is Getting Anxious

Upon seeing the number 66 that Ye Chen pointed out, Wang Qiang understood it signified the stock's potential rise to 66 yuan.

It became clear why Ye Chen had mentioned his aptitude for investments; another successful prediction was made.

Wang Qiang felt a wave of relief, grateful he had encountered Ye Chen and hadn't acted on his earlier impulse to jump. Such a rash decision would have led to profound regret.

He turned to Ye Chen, his heart filled with immense gratitude. Without Ye Chen's timely intervention and persuasion, he might have tragically ended his own life.

A deep sense of shame washed over him as he recalled his previous mockery of Ye Chen, yet Ye Chen was still willing to extend a life-saving hand.

"Ye Chen, thank you," Wang Qiang managed to say, his voice thick with emotion.

"Wang Qiang, grown men shouldn't be weeping like this. What would people think if they saw you?" Ye Chen advised gently.

"Ye Chen, when you have some free time, I'd like to treat you to a meal," Wang Qiang continued, earnest in his offer.

"Hmm, we can discuss that another time. For now, I need to finish delivering some more orders, so I'll be leaving. The wind is quite strong up here; you should head down quickly as well," Ye Chen said, gesturing with his hand.

Ye Chen harbored no interest in Wang Qiang's dinner invitation. While he didn't hold grudges, he felt no desire to share a meal with someone like Wang Qiang.

After all, the act of saving a life was far more significant than building a seven-story pagoda.

Despite Wang Qiang's past taunts and their previous conflicts, Ye Chen could not simply stand by and do nothing.

He believed it was a fundamental principle of humanity to help those in need.

Watching Ye Chen depart, Wang Qiang lowered his head, a flush of shame rising to his cheeks.

He had never imagined that at his lowest ebb, it would be Ye Chen who offered a helping hand.

Wang Qiang realized that instead of suffering financial ruin, he had actually profited considerably from his stock investments.

So why was he still lingering on the twenty-first floor, especially given his acrophobia?

The sheer height presented a genuine risk of an accidental, fatal fall.

However, in a frustrating twist, just as he attempted to step away from the edge, his legs gave out, and he crumpled to the ground.

At that moment, police officers arrived. One quickly addressed Wang Qiang, "Sir, please remain calm. Every setback is a setup for a comeback, right? In life, eight or nine out of ten things may not go as planned, but what's more important than life itself?"

Wang Qiang frowned, replying, "Who said I was going to die? My legs are just weak; I can't stand up."

Hearing this, the officer wore a perplexed expression. He couldn't understand why someone had reported an attempted suicide if the gentleman wasn't intending to jump.

But then again, less said, the better. It was preferable that he hadn't jumped, saving them the trouble of initiating a counseling session.

This outcome was perfectly acceptable, saving them a considerable amount of effort.

"Sir, just stay put. We'll have someone assist you up now," the officer stated.

As he finished speaking, two officers approached Wang Qiang, only to find themselves exasperated by the inability to lift the rather substantial man on their own.

Wang Qiang's face showed a hint of awkwardness, primarily due to his tendency to overeat, gain weight, and neglect exercise, which had unfortunately made him quite hefty.

Ultimately, it took the combined effort of four police officers to help Wang Qiang to his feet.

He then walked away from the rooftop, a faint smile on his face.

The four officers, however, were left panting on the ground, utterly exhausted.

Ye Chen exited the building, his departure unnoticed by anyone.

Even if someone had seen him, they would have merely assumed he was leaving after completing a delivery.

He passed by the onlookers still gathered below and proceeded towards the street.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated with an incoming call.

A quick glance revealed it was Su Wanyi, prompting him to think, "What could this girl possibly need now?"

Ye Chen answered the call, asking, "Wanyi, what's going on?"

"Ye Chen, I need to see you about something," Su Wanyi replied, her voice tinged with urgency.

"Alright, let's meet at that Ruixing Cafe we frequent. I'm heading over there now," Ye Chen agreed.

"Okay, no problem. See you soon."

After ending the call, Ye Chen made his way to his sports car. Fortunately, it wasn't too far, and it took him just over ten minutes to reach it.

Otherwise, taking a taxi would have been an option, but he would still have had to return for his car later, which would have been quite inconvenient.

He got into the car, drove a short distance, and soon arrived at Ruixing Cafe.

Noticing that Su Wanyi had not yet arrived, he opted for a window seat and settled in.

Instead of immediately calling her, Ye Chen leisurely ordered a mocha coffee.

A short while later, a woman, dressed in a suit and sporting sunglasses, entered the cafe, immediately capturing the attention of the gentlemen around.

However, Ye Chen was not among them, as he already recognized the woman as Su Wanyi.

He had to admit, Su Wanyi possessed a distinct CEO aura on this particular day.

Ignoring the curious glances, Su Wanyi strode directly towards Ye Chen.

Observing this, the other gentlemen begrudgingly shifted their attention to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen couldn't help but feel that if looks could kill, he would have been dead a thousand times over by now.

"Wanyi, you’ve arrived. What beverage would you prefer?" Ye Chen inquired with a smile.

"Ye Chen, how can you still be smiling? I am practically consumed by anxiety," Su Wanyi exclaimed, her brow furrowed.

She genuinely couldn't comprehend how the man before her could remain so nonchalant after investing two billion into a stock that was continuously declining.

"Wanyi, please take a seat first. Let's discuss this. What could possibly cause my wife such distress?" Ye Chen asked, his gaze fixed on Su Wanyi.

"Ye Chen, have you even checked the stock you purchased?" Su Wanyi questioned.

"No, why should I?" Ye Chen responded.

"I am truly astonished. You bought the stock, yet you don't monitor it. Do you realize it has plummeted by another yuan since your purchase?" Su Wanyi voiced her concern, her tone laced with anxiety.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen’s demeanor remained undisturbed, betraying no hint of surprise.

"Ah, now I am aware, thanks to you," Ye Chen stated calmly.

"Ye Chen, do you grasp that your two billion is on the verge of being squandered? Even with substantial wealth, one cannot simply cast it aside so carelessly," Su Wanyi remarked, her expression one of clear displeasure.

Su Wanyi’s words elicited astonished glances from those in their vicinity.

They had not anticipated that the man in the delivery uniform possessed two billion.

Initially, they had felt it was a disparity—a beauty like Su Wanyi accompanying a delivery person.

Now, they finally understood the reason; this delivery man was exceptionally affluent, a fact that explained how he had captured the heart of such a captivating woman.

They acknowledged their own limitations, recognizing they were not in the same league as Ye Chen.

"Wanyi, place your trust in me. This investment is not a mere whim; I am exceptionally serious about it," Ye Chen declared, his expression resolute.

"Alternatively, perhaps I can have my friend explore potential solutions; we might be able to minimize the losses," Su Wanyi proposed, seeking Ye Chen’s input.

Not long before this, Su Wanyi had contacted an acquaintance adept in stock trading. After relaying Ye Chen's situation, she learned that the two billion was at significant risk of being lost, intensifying her urgency to consult Ye Chen and devise a strategy to mitigate the damage.