Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1229 1204: Ye Chen Has Such a Hobby?

"Accept," Ye Chen commanded the system.

He knew this was a Worldwide Delivery order, a mission that would transport him to a different world each time, promising unforeseen rewards.

With such an attractive offer on the table, refusal was simply not an option for Ye Chen.

"I'll deal with this order first and explain things to Su Wanyi and Song Xiaoxiao later," Ye Chen mused to himself.

"System, are there any special requests from the client this time?"

Every Worldwide Delivery order invariably came with specific client demands.

As expected, the system responded, "The client requires two bottles of Peach Blossom Brew and a selection of specialty foods."

Upon hearing the request, an idea sparked in Ye Chen's mind.

"Wanyi, Xiaoxiao, why don't you two go shopping for a bit? I have something to attend to and will be back shortly," Ye Chen announced to the girls.

"Ye Chen, what's the sudden rush?" Su Wanyi inquired.

Ye Chen offered no verbal reply, instead directing his gaze towards a miniature train approaching in the distance.

These charming little trains were a common sight in most shopping malls, designed for children's amusement.

To the cheerful melody of 'Huluwa, Huluwa, seven flowers on one vine...', the train chugged its way towards Ye Chen's position.

Mere moments ago, he was pondering transportation logistics, and now, the solution had materialized right before him.

He had already resolved to commandeer this very train.

As the miniature train drew nearer, Ye Chen extended his arms, intending to halt its progress.

His sudden action sent a jolt of fear through the young woman operating the train, as well as the children aboard.

"Ye Chen, what are you doing?" Su Wanyi exclaimed, taken aback by his behavior.

"Ye Chen, Ye Chen..." Song Xiaoxiao repeatedly called out his name, sensing his unusual demeanor.

However, Ye Chen paid them no mind, his immediate objective being to pilot the small train out of the mall and procure the items for the client's delivery.

Passersby within the mall began to voice their observations and bewilderment.

"This world truly is full of unexpected events; we've seen people hijack armored vehicles, and now someone's attempting to hijack a toy train."

"Indeed, the greater the variety in the forest, the more peculiar the birds. Look at this well-dressed gentleman engaging in such an act."

"Don't they say you can know a person's face but not their heart?"

Ye Chen remained entirely unfazed by the surrounding chatter.

"Sir, what is it you intend to do?" the young train operator asked, her voice laced with nervousness.

She found herself in an unexpected predicament on her very first day of work, unsure of how to proceed.

Ye Chen produced a gleaming bank card and presented it to the girl, stating, "Do not be alarmed. I mean no harm; I simply wish to borrow your train for a short journey."

His intentions were communicated with striking directness.

This declaration further fueled the whispers and speculations among the onlookers.

"Is the man unhinged, attempting to commandeer a children's plaything?"

"Perhaps he's hit rock bottom and is desperate enough to drive anything he can get his hands on."

"Could he have escaped from a mental institution, trying to masquerade as a wealthy individual with an invalid card?"

However, the subsequent events delivered a resounding rebuttal to their assumptions.

"Miss, here is two million. You may take one million from it. The card has no password; I've simply grown weary of sports cars and desired the experience of driving a small train," Ye Chen explained, scratching his head.

"You intend to give me one million?" the female employee questioned, disbelief coloring her tone.

"Precisely, what do you say to this proposition?" Ye Chen pressed.

The female worker deliberated for a moment before politely declining, "Sir, please refrain from disrupting my work. I am occupied and do not have the leisure to engage in jest with you."

Sensing her disbelief, Ye Chen proceeded to display his mobile banking app, showcasing the card's balance.

Upon reviewing the information, the young woman realized Ye Chen was indeed serious and that his offer was genuine.

"However, I am obligated to work. How about this: once the passengers have disembarked, I can permit you to operate it, and you need not give me any money?" the female worker suggested, seeking his agreement.

While accepting the million would bring her immense joy, she understood that complying with Ye Chen's request in that manner would undoubtedly jeopardize her employment.

Securing this job had been difficult, facilitated by family connections, and she valued it immensely.

After all, obtaining employment shortly after graduation was a stroke of good fortune, considering many of her peers remained unemployed even two or three years after completing their studies.

"No, I wish to experience it now. How about this: I will give you the entire sum contained within this card?" Ye Chen added, increasing the allure of his offer as he recognized her hesitation.

Had Ye Chen's offer been two million, rather than two hundred, the temptation would have been extraordinary, particularly for a recent graduate.

Before the young woman could formulate a response, a portly young boy on the train pointed at Ye Chen and declared with indignation, "You fancy yourself impressive simply because you possess wealth? Let me tell you, not everyone is swayed by money, nor can everyone be bought by it."

The girl's eyes suddenly widened as if a realization had dawned. She accepted the card from Ye Chen, inquiring, "Sir, what is the password for this card?"

"It's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6," Ye Chen responded with a grin.

To Ye Chen, the concept of money was merely a number, insignificant.

"Alright, sir, you may proceed with your drive now," the female attendant chirped, then turned to the children, "Come along, everyone, let's disembark. Our journey has concluded at this station."

As the female attendant and the children stepped off, Ye Chen remained seated on the train, a smile gracing his features.

His gaze then settled on the portly young boy, and he declared, "You see, young man, wealth truly elevates one's status. Study diligently, earn a substantial income in the future, and you too can achieve such things."

The chubby boy was utterly incensed by Ye Chen's words, stamping his feet and wailing on the ground.

Ye Chen's peculiar behavior also caused a sense of mild embarrassment for Su Wanyi and Song Xiaoxiao.

Having spent considerable time in his company, they had never perceived this eccentric trait within him.

As Ye Chen departed, the expressions of the onlookers transformed into a mixture of confusion and awe.

Possessing wealth in this world is indeed advantageous; it grants the freedom to act as one pleases. Even those who prided themselves on their own achievements were compelled to lower their heads.

Although Ye Chen's actions might have seemed unconventional, his immense wealth commanded a form of dominance that was simply unmatched.

Before long, the crowd dispersed, and the murmurs and pointed fingers ceased.

A palpable fear lingered; they worried about potential repercussions should Ye Chen discover their scrutiny—a person capable of casually presenting two million was undoubtedly no ordinary individual.

Clutching the bank card tightly, the female attendant mused, "Principles can be set aside. With this two million, I can do anything I desire. Today is truly a stroke of incredible luck for me."