Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1639 - 1973: Brother, Let’s Be Together

Listening to Ye Chen’s plan, the girl was already captivated.

Then the girl asked, "So what should I do next?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "For the next period of time, you need to cut off all contact with him. You need to post some photos of your life—could be traveling, reading, and some pictures of enjoying delicious food. The more beautiful the better. Just let that man know that even without you, you’re doing just fine."

Ye Chen said, "When a man has a woman, he won’t cherish her, but once he loses her, he’ll regret it deeply. When he sees you’re doing well, he’ll be quite disappointed. At that time, he will definitely contact you, and then..."

The girl was stunned listening to Ye Chen’s words.

My goodness, this plan is so devious.

Ye Chen laughed and said, "Next, you pretend you still love him, and try to make him say some corny things, like ’I love you, I was just messing around with your best friend.’

"Finally, you take screenshots of these words and send them to the best friend who cheated on you."

"And lastly, you just have to say one thing."

"Take care of your little stray dog. If you can’t manage him, get him neutered."

The girl was dumbfounded listening to Ye Chen.

This story is just so satisfying to hear.

The girl looked at Ye Chen with admiration. This handsome guy was not only good-looking but also so full of wisdom.

Love, love.

"Brother, you’re simply amazing, your plan is absolutely perfect."

Ye Chen faintly smiled, "So-so."

The girl suddenly blushed and said, "Brother, if possible, let’s be together."

The girl had long forgotten about the previous jerk boyfriend, and could only see Ye Chen now."

Moreover, she boldly confessed her feelings to Ye Chen without hesitation.

Ye Chen didn’t expect the girl to confess to him, and was taken aback, saying, "Whoa, sorry, I already have a girlfriend, we’re not suited for each other."

With that, Ye Chen fled in panic.

But the girl wasn’t willing to let Ye Chen go.

She chased after him, saying, "Hottie, I’ve already decided—I belong to you for life."

She chased him all the way to the door, only to find a beautiful and charismatic goddess holding Ye Chen’s hand with a look of affection.

The girl had golden hair, blue eyes, and especially that cold and aloof aura—exactly like a goddess.

The girl was instantly stunned, staring at Ye Chen.

Qionna smiled at the girl, "Sorry, I’m his girlfriend, I’m afraid you don’t stand a chance."

Ye Chen smiled awkwardly.

The girl looked at the noble Anna, her face also looking somewhat crestfallen.

Compared to Anna, she was just a little ugly duckling.

Instantly, all her previous infatuation turned to despair.

Indeed, such a handsome guy could only be matched by a goddess.

Ye Chen watched the girl leave and said to Qionna, "I already have a girlfriend, and according to our country’s law, one can only have one wife, so you don’t have a chance to be my girlfriend."

Anna spoke seriously, "Mr. Ye, you misunderstood, I’m your assistant, so it’s my duty to fend off all trouble for you."

After delivering a takeout order, Ye Chen suddenly felt his stomach rumbling.

Ye Chen went to a roadside stall to order some food.

Just as he sat down, he overheard a few middle-aged men chatting.

Judging by their conversation, it seemed like an old school reunion.

Ye Chen ordered a bowl of noodles and began eating absent-mindedly.

The group started chatting.

A bunch of men gathered together, and the conversation inevitably revolved around work and women.

In short, a school reunion has no other purpose but to show off.

Ye Chen listened to the show-off session beside him while eating noodles.

Needless to say, indeed as one enters middle age, the level of boasting among these folks is masterful.

One of them said, "Sigh, the stock market has been plummeting recently, I’ve lost quite a bit."

"Yeah, I’m holding quite a bit too."

"My God, me too. Originally wanted to bottom fish, but who knew it was just a bottomless pit."

The few chatted while sighing.

Ye Chen knew this was definitely the prelude to boasting.

The real boasting session was about to start.

Surely enough, while these guys were lamenting, the conversation shifted suddenly.

Someone sighed and said, "To talk about misery, can any of you beat mine? I’ve been locked in with over five hundred thousand."

Nearby diners, upon hearing the man’s word, couldn’t help but gasp.

At this moment, that man bitterly smiled, "Honestly, I’m thinking of jumping into the river."

Another chimed in, "Jumping into the river? I’m thinking of jumping off the rooftop."

"I hid from my wife, playing stocks, lost, afraid she’d find out so I added another 20 million, and still held up, tell me, am I miserable or not?"

Everyone was dumbfounded upon hearing.

Replenishing 20 million, that’s an unmistakable big shot.

The person continued, "Originally wanted to earn it back, but not only didn’t earn it back, lost another over five million, I’m wondering how I’ll explain it to my wife."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Whoa, that’s the real big shot.

Even the customers nearby felt elevated being dining with millionaires, their own status seemed to rise.

Then another chubby man received a call, showing a serious expression.

His brows furrowed tightly.

"Dear, what did you say? You took 50 million to buy a fund? You’re too much. Our family isn’t some wealthy house, how can you afford to spend so much on buying a fund?"

"Lose big time this time."

After hanging up, the chubby man sighed.

"Such a wasteful wife, my wife simply has no brain, took over 60 million to buy a fund. Shouldn’t such a wasteful wife be hit?"

Ye Chen could barely suppress his laughter.

Worthy of middle-aged folks, having experienced society’s beatings, their boasting skills are each masterful.

After all, this chubby guy’s boasting was top-notch.

Being able to spare 60 million to buy a fund, what does that show?

Shows that his wife’s family must have at least hundreds of millions.

The others were all defeated.

Certainly, a big shot.

They boasted themselves, but he’s boasting his wife.

His strength is decisively the king.

Everyone looked down on the chubby guy.

The chubby guy was prideful.

The boasting session was about to conclude with the chubby guy winning.

At this moment, a glasses-wearing guy sitting in the corner took a bite of noodles and then looked up to ask:

"What stocks have you all bought?"

They were somewhat embarrassed but still casually revealed a few stocks.

Then the guy confidently pulled out his phone and made a call.