The End Of The World: Predict Natural Disasters And Plunder The World For Survival

Ye Chen glanced at the call notification and frowned slightly.

He hesitated for a moment, then answered the phone.

"Ye Chen, 7pm, dinner at Grand Hyatt Hotel, don't be late."

The caller was squad leader Wu Changming, whose relationship with Ye Chen could only be described as ordinary.

The main reason is that this guy is so good at pretending that he flatters the head teacher and department head and flatters them.

When facing classmates, I do one thing in front of others and another behind my back.

Ye Chen looked down upon this kind of person.

But I have to admit that this kind of person can get along well in society.

Without it, being able to speak well and flatter someone is your skill.

It is much easier for this kind of person to get out than for an honest person.

"knew."

Ye Chen didn't want to talk to him, so his attitude became neither salty nor cool.

Wu Changming didn't take it seriously and said with a smile:

"By the way, there's something else. I remember you work at Changkong Software Company, right?

My girlfriend wants to work in your company, can you help me submit her resume? I’ll treat you to dinner later. "

"This can't help. I resigned half a month ago." Ye Chen said.

"That's it, okay then, see you tonight." After Wu Changming finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Talent!

As soon as you hear that you can't help, you just hang up the phone, which is no good.

But when I think about the relationship I had with his classmates in school, I feel relieved.

Ye Chen shook his head and put down his phone.

"I said he called me, but it turned out it was for his girlfriend..."

"But, having said that, this guy is also very big-hearted, so he's not afraid of me trying to steal his girlfriend?"

Ye Chen curled his lips, leaned on the back of the sofa, and lit a cigarette.

"House prices in Beijing are not low. Even if they are not in the city center, they start at 40,000 to 50,000 yuan per square meter..."

"If you want to buy a building with more than 30 floors, the floor area of ​​at least 500 square meters, 430 million, is not enough..."

"We still need to make more money so that we can implement the plan..."

"There's no rush. If you still have time, take the time to look at the house. It's best if it's a new building, and one or two buildings have been built..."

“This kind of community has no one living in it, so it’s easy to renovate, and it won’t attract too much attention...”

"It's a pity that there is too much water vapor on the sea, and there will be natural disasters due to high temperatures. The sea will turn into a sauna. Going there is asking for death..."

"Unless we can get a submarine and dive directly, we can ignore natural disasters such as high temperature and heavy rain..."

"But extreme cold natural disasters, even if they surface, will still have to face blizzards..."

"In less than three days, the submarine will be submerged by a heavy snowstorm. Staying in the submarine is an act of courting death..."

"It's better to build a building, once and for all, without having to run around..."

Thinking of this, Ye Chen took a long breath and went out to have breakfast.

There were many pedestrians on the street, and Ye Chen swept around them habitually.

The result remains the same, no one is lucky enough to be seen.

They are all ordinary and have average luck.

"Anyway, now that the money has arrived, I can go to high-end places, clubs and other places to spend some money..."

Most of the people who can go to high-end places are not from the ordinary class, except for those who work there and those who go fishing specifically.

Even if these beings are not blessed with good fortune, there is still a chance that they can find some ways to make money through them.

"By the way, you can also go to financial companies. I'm not sure what hints I can get through them..."

"Futures, stocks, funds, whatever, as long as you can make quick money..."

"I don't want to think about it anymore. Let's get a car first. This is just a facade. It has to look good..."

"Whether it's in the devil's capital or the capital, it's the same..."

Ye Chen acted quickly. After breakfast, he went to the 4S store and picked up a Porsche 911 on the spot.

Cost 2.28 million.

The license plate was photographed by Ye Chen half a year ago.

Originally, I planned to buy a Volkswagen, which cost around 100,000. It was not difficult to save up enough.

If it really doesn't work, just borrow a little or take out a loan to buy a car, it's not a big deal.

If you can't afford a house in Shanghai, you can always buy a car.

This is the origin of the license plate in Ye Chen's hand.

After completing the formalities and getting the license plate, Ye Chen drove directly to the Porsche 911 and bought a few sets of brand-name clothes and shoes.

Cost less than two million.

Later, Ye Chen went to buy a watch again, and got a Patek Philippe for 2 million.

This is the attire. When going to high-end places, Ye Chen doesn't want to go there all dressed up.

It's really not fun to be looked at in a strange way, or even stopped outside and not allowed in.

After Ye Chen was no longer looked down upon by others, he took out his bank card, slapped others in the face, and pretended to be interested in slapping them in the face.

Besides, compared to 430 million, this expenditure is not much.

At noon, Ye Chen went to a famous Western restaurant in Shanghai for dinner.

Tasty or not, put it aside first.

At least here, there is a chance to see rich people with a lot of wealth. Even if they are not well-off, there are elites from all walks of life, or the second generation of rich people.

The fact was just as Ye Chen thought.

It's a pity that these people will be very ordinary in the next three days.

I didn't see any opportunity to make money.

This result did not exceed Ye Chen's expectations.

If you go to a place and meet a person who is very lucky, that is called a ghost.

At the door of the western restaurant, a middle-aged bald man with his arms around a young woman came into Ye Chen's sight.

"Zhao Dezhu, male, 46 years old, has good fortune and misfortune. Two days later at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, he went to the XX jadeite rough trading market and bought a piece of jadeite worth 1.8 million. He bet on the imperial green and made a huge profit of 1.3 billion. He was overjoyed and suffered a heart attack. Sudden death on the spot.”

"Jade raw stone, imperial green..."

Ye Chen looked at Zhao Dezhu, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Emperor green is rare nowadays, but he actually drove it. His luck was really bad, and he died on the spot..."

"Two days later..."

"I don't know if it's new materials or inventory..."

"Don't worry, I'll go take a look tomorrow. If there is one, buy it directly and earn 1.3 billion from it first..."

Ye Chen finished thinking and drove away.

One afternoon, Ye Chen didn't do anything else. He first went to several golf courses and got a membership in each one.

Later, I went to several major supercar clubs in Shanghai and applied to become their members.

If nothing else, at least those who can come here must be rich.

From these people, it is easier to see opportunities to make money.

After finishing these, it was evening.

There are many high-end places, Ye Chen has not gone there yet, but he is not in a hurry.

At 6:55 in the evening, Ye Chen drove a Porsche 911 and arrived at the Grand Hyatt Hotel, bathing in the sunset.

This is a restaurant diagonally opposite the east gate of the school, which has been open for more than ten years.

The main focus is an affordable, delicious and delicious restaurant.

It is appropriate to arrange the graduation dinner here.

After all, there are not many college students with money in their pockets.

With the arrival of Ye Chen, the eyes of passers-by on the street all turned around.

Ye Chen is young, handsome, sunny, wearing famous brands, and driving a luxury car. It is difficult not to attract attention.

Of course, there are some people with disdain in their eyes.

Maybe it was because he couldn't see Ye Chen pretending to be cool, or maybe it was for other reasons.

It didn't matter what it was, Ye Chen chose to ignore it all.

After parking the car, Ye Chen walked towards the hotel.

At this moment, a startled cry suddenly came.

"Ye Chen?"