Chapter: 368

The price of the Aston Martin limited edition ONE77 is also above 40 million yuan.

It didn't occur to anyone that these two people would have the same idea.

Wang Zhenggang looked at Qin Gang with annoyance and blurted out: "Old Qin, why are you doing the same thing as me? Are you trying to imitate me?"

Qin Gang stood tall and said: "I couldn't possibly imitate you! I just think Master Ye should have the best sports car, so I specially ordered that Aston Martin for him."

On the side, Shi Tianzi saw the three people sending out gifts and quickly took out a sandalwood gift box from his pocket, opened it, and revealed a very small ceramic wine cup inside.

He said to Ye Chen: "Master Ye, this is a celadon wine cup from the Ming dynasty, which has been passed down for generations. It's my favorite antique item, and I specially brought it out today to offer it to Master Ye, hoping he will like it!"

Seeing that all three people had sent gifts, Song Wanling, who received two elixirs of life, couldn't fall behind and quickly turned around, wrote a check on his back, and presented it to Ye Chen with both hands: "Master Ye, this 100 million yuan check is my small token of appreciation, please accept it with a smile!"

Unexpectedly, these people all sent gifts to himself. And what they sent were one-upping each other in terms of price. Two cars, both worth over 40 million yuan. The celadon wine cup from the Ming dynasty was at least 5-6 million yuan. Song Wanling went so far as to give him a check for 100 million yuan directly. But all these things meant nothing to Ye Chen. Firstly, the cars were too showy; he wasn't that fond of them. Secondly, the antiques had too much water content; he didn't like them either.

As for money, he was most lacking in nothing but money.

However, seeing these four people all eagerly anticipating and yearning to receive his blessings, Ye Chen hesitated for a moment before still not opening his mouth to refuse and instead said in a faint tone: "Alright, I'll take the gifts. You've put your hearts into it."

Since they wanted to follow behind him like his loyal followers, accepting their gifts was also necessary.

When people saw him accept the presents, they finally let out a sigh of relief, one by one laughing and smiling.

Ye Chen casually stuffed the 1 billion yuan check, two smartwatch keychains, and a Ming dynasty celadon wine cup into his pocket before saying in a faint tone: "Alright then, everyone. Let's have dinner!"

Everyone hurriedly said: "Let's have dinner! Let's have dinner!"

Huang Wuyi stood up from the ground at this moment and said: "Leave-uncle Ye, Huang Wuyi will continue to wait by the entrance."

Ye Chen nodded slightly without leaving him.

To these people sitting down, Huang Wuyi was indeed unable to sit at the same table as them.

The rascals on the road were still rascals, no matter how good they mixed it up; they were already a head shorter than these wealthy clansmen.

After eating, Ye Chen politely declined Song Wan Ting's request to drive him home and walked back alone.

Song Wan Ting thanked him profusely before getting into her limited-edition Bentley and returning to her own villa.

She gripped the steering wheel with one hand while holding two divine pills in another, pondering in her mind whether she should give them both to her grandfather or keep one for herself?

If she gave them all to her grandfather, the pills might lose their connection to her; this thought left her slightly reluctant.

However, if she decided to keep one for herself, what if her grandfather found out and got into trouble?

As she pondered, her desire for the divine pills overcame another idea, and she carefully placed them in the glove compartment of the car, deciding to take one with her now. If she needed it later, she would use it; if not, but her grandfather needed it, she could still retrieve it.

In the future, she would be able to offer the divine pills twice to her grandfather, extending his life and believing he would look at her in a new light. JrNovels.com