After dinner, Ye Min 'er dragged Yang Chen along to go shopping.
In her words:
"Cousin, you're so rich. I don't feel bad for you!”
"What are you doing?"
Yang Chen was speechless when he saw Ye Min 'er pulling him to the motorcycle in the yard.
"Shopping! Don't you need to ride a motorcycle? I don't want to squeeze on the bus! There are too many people!"
Ye Min 'er stuck out her tongue and said.
"Are you going to drive Mom's Polonez?”
Blinking her eyes, Ye Min 'er's face was filled with anticipation.
However, she immediately shook her head.
"I don't want to. It's not convenient to get around if people always misunderstand that it's a taxi.”
Ye Min 'er pouted and continued.
"Of course not!"
Yang Chen shook his head and said.
"Follow me!"
Then, he added.
"Good!"
Following beside Yang Chen, Ye Min 'er's face was filled with anticipation.
Seeing the two of them leave, Old Master Yang and the other two were speechless.
However, they were not worried about their safety.
All this while, Yang Chen was the only one who bullied others. He had never heard of anyone bullying him.
Moreover, this kid was surrounded by a large group of bodyguards at all times.
Not long after, Yang Chen arrived at the courtyard house closest to his grandfather's house.
"Young Master Yang!"
The two bodyguards at the door looked at Yang Chen and said respectfully.
"Yes!"
"Drive my car out!"
Yang Chen nodded and casually said.
"Yes, sir!"
Hearing Yang Chen's words, one of the bodyguards said excitedly.
Young Master Yang's car was a luxury car!
He actually had a chance to open it!
This was what he thought.
Not long after, a Santana with a Hong Kong license plate was driven out.
"Eh? Cousin, what is this car?"
Seeing this car, Ye Min 'er's face was filled with curiosity.
"It's a gift from the boss of Xiangjiang!”
Yang Chen shrugged and replied.
"This car is really beautiful!"
Ye Min 'er said emotionally after walking around the car.
Seeing Ye Min 'er's reaction, Yang Chen could not help but sigh in his heart.
Right now, the country was still a little poor.
In his previous life, there were luxury cars everywhere, so everyone would probably be used to it.
"Cousin, how much is this car?"
Ye Min 'er blinked and asked.
"About 200,000!"
Yang Chen replied after thinking for a moment.
"It's so expensive. It's almost the annual income of our department store.”
Hearing Yang Chen's words, Ye Min 'er was speechless.
"What's expensive? If you like it, I'll give it to you!"
Yang Chen patted Ye Min 'er's head and said with a smile.
Then, he drove Ye Min 'er away.
Behind their car, there were also a few bodyguards following them on motorcycles.
"Looks like it's time to upgrade the configuration of my bodyguards. Riding a motorcycle? What's the big deal?"
Yang Chen secretly sighed in his heart.
To be honest, in 1980, there really wasn't much to go around.
There weren't many in the department stores!
Not to mention the brand specialty stores.
Basically, the current economy was mainly based on street stalls.
It was also because of this that Yang Chen felt that business opportunities were everywhere.
In fact, that was the case.
In his previous life, how many tycoons had risen to power at this juncture?
When Yang Chen and Ye Min 'er returned home, it was already past ten o'clock at night.
Ye Min 'er also had a pile of spoils of war in her hands.
They were all fashionable clothes and pants!
On the second day, Wang Baiwan came to Beijing from Xiangjiang City.
Hearing Yang Chen's words, his face was filled with surprise.
Someone was planning to sell antiques to him?
That was the best thing that could happen!
The antiques he bought from Yang Chen had already earned him several million.
"Thank you in advance, Mr. Yang!"
Looking at Yang Chen, Wang Baiwan said with a smile.
"Haha! You're welcome. Speaking of which, I have something to trouble Boss Wang with.”
Yang Chen glanced at Wang Baiwan and said.
"Oh? Mr. Yang, please speak!"
Hearing Yang Chen's words, Wang Baiwan's face was filled with curiosity.
"Help me register in Xiangjiang or some overseas companies and some accounts. It's best to have a USB account!”
Yang Chen exhaled and said seriously.
"No problem!"
Wang Baiwan agreed without thinking.
He was really curious. What was Yang Chen's motive for doing this?
A foreign monk chanting scriptures?
Or to hide his wealth?
He felt that it was more likely the latter.
After interacting with Yang Chen for such a long time, he naturally understood that Yang Chen was not an ordinary person.
After chatting for a while, Yang Chen turned to look at Wang Baiwan.
"By the way, how much money did you bring this time?”
Looking at Wang Baiwan, Yang Chen asked curiously.
"More than 30 million!"
"I thought you were going to put out some collectibles!”
Wang Baiwan shrugged helplessly.
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