Chapter Eighty-Seven: Swallowed by Zhongqiu

  Chen Congyu, Chen Heng and Fang Manyi walked in together, the latter locked the door again, and asked there: "Chen Yi, what's going on?"

  "Just stand there." Chen Yi pointed to the bedroom door and said, "There's a bank account on the desk, Dad, take a look."

  "What is it?"

  "What could possibly be in a bank account?" Chen Yi said with a smile.

  Kim Duna moved uncomfortably in her bed.

  Chen Yi hastily stretched out his hand to press down on her, firmly pinning her between his legs.

  Chen Congyu made a strange expression and dialed the phone, while Fang Manyi stared at him with an air of interrogating a guilty person.

  Chen classmate sighed and pretended to be proud, saying: "You know I'm a business genius, made money on Wall Street, but also offended people."

  "What's going on?"

  "I thought you knew from Tang Xiongfei." Chen Yi said on purpose.

  Chen Congyu's face turned red and he changed the subject: "Account password."

  Tang Xiongfei saw that there was the best opportunity to exhibit at Jinyuan International, and he was not willing to let go of it easily. Moreover, it was a matter between other people's fathers, and meddling in it would only make things worse.

  He adhered to the principle of not asking and not saying, and even if asked, he would say that he didn't know. He was at ease with perfunctorily handling things. Chen Zongyou and Fang Manchu also did not expect Chen Yi's company to be so large in scale, but after dragging their feet for a while, they still couldn't get any useful information.

  Chen Yi glanced at his father and bluntly said, "You really aren't polite at all. My birthday is the 3rd, plus Mom's is the 4th."

  Chen Congyu thought for a moment and fortunately didn't really forget his wife's birthday, so he quickly dialed the number and listened to the English digits inside, becoming stunned.

  "How's that?" Fang Man asked. "Seven million US dollars, Citibank account."

  Chen Yi spread out his hands and said: "There are still 250 million US dollars in the account of Jin Yuan Company, and it is estimated that it will rise to around 350 million tomorrow."

  "How can high-frequency trading be so profitable?" Chen Zongyou is also a veteran of the battlefield, and he always finds it hard to believe.

  He has been doing traditional business for many years, and has developed the Chen Group from scratch into a large-scale enterprise worth nearly 10 billion yuan. He inevitably took advantage of some of his father's power and intangible influence. With so many favorable conditions, he still eyed the $30 million with envy, thinking that it was unbelievable that someone could make such a huge profit in just two or three months.

  Chen Yi had to explain "lightning transaction" again, continuing his previous setup: "My Swiss friend is quite innovative in finance. Now the money is here, and I use it for my family."

  The two parents exchanged a glance, Fang Man-yi thought for a moment, picked up the account from the table and said: "It just so happens that we need money at home, so let's take it first. Now, talk about those European kidnappers."

  Jindona was so absorbed in what she was hearing that for a moment she forgot about the situation, but as soon as she moved slightly, Chen Yixian, who had been concentrating his energy, pressed her down firmly.

  She couldn't help but want to shake her head, but she couldn't move at all and could only breathe desperately.

  A surge of heat and coolness alternated in Chen Yi's stock, he couldn't help but shudder, somewhat regretting not hiding Jindouna under the bed.

  Of course, there was also some relief at not having hidden her under the bed.

  After weighing his words carefully, Chen Yi appeared nonchalant and smiled, saying: "I don't know the specifics, but I'm guessing it's a business rival from Wall Street."

  The explanation was brief but reasonable, and both parents fell silent.

  Their influence is mainly concentrated in Jiangning, and it is absolutely impossible to reach overseas. That's why first-class families would keep their children in the country rather than sending them abroad to be mistreated.

  But who would have thought that Chen Yi actually ran to Wall Street and brought out a rival company.

  It's easy to imagine that by Wall Street standards, making tens of millions of dollars a year is truly nothing to look down on.

  Watching them think there, Chen Yi was really anxious in his heart.

  Kim Duna is getting more and more excited as she is being teased from below.

  She was somewhat hypoxic on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was unclear whether she was trying to make Chen Yi lose face or for some other unknown reason.

  Chen Yi felt that her thin silk underwear was completely soaked through.

  His soft tongue rubbed against the skin and outside of it, a strange pleasure suddenly swept through his brain, making his thighs tremble.

  After a day of disturbance, Jindona finally recalled her training content.

  Toward Chen Yi, she couldn't express her indignation and resentment clearly, which made her want to use this special method to take revenge. On the contrary, she suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly, but it was the most uncharacteristic of her.

  Her physical sensations became increasingly sensitive, and Chen Yi finally couldn't help but press down on her head.

  Chen Congyu and Fang Manyi seemed to have discussed it beforehand, and at this moment said: "We know what's going on, I think we should all stay here tonight."

  He glanced at his watch and said, "In two hours, we'll set off for the city. You'd better tell Master about this."

  Without giving Chen Yi a chance to resist, he directed again: "You and I will be outside, you and big brother sleep in the room, don't curl up in the quilt, help everyone out."

  Chen Yi just shook his head and forced himself to say: "I'm so sleepy, the US stock market works at dawn, let me sleep first."

  Everyone suspects others, but he is allowed to slip away unnoticed.

  Parents continued to make phone calls outside, and there were more things to consider besides thanking those who helped.

  For them, earning money and not being able to earn money are almost equally difficult propositions.

  Big Brother Chen Heng was also exhausted. Within a day, he rushed back and forth between the suburban military camp and the city center three or four times, with all sorts of thrilling programs in between.

  Now simply push the box on the bed to the ground, sleep there, turn off the light, and only hear the even breathing sound.

  Chen Yi covered Jin Douna's mouth, signaling her not to make a sound, then wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her up from below to help her breathe.

  Perfectly plump waist, with a surprising elasticity, feels very resilient to the touch.

  Chen Yi's hand remained there for a long time, unwilling to leave.

  Kim Duna also didn't make a sound, as if she was completely unaware of this matter, and nestled in his arms.

  Originally, this should have been a very harmonious picture.

  Until then, Chen Yi's body naturally and inexplicably swelled up.

  Jin Dou Na's face was burning with shame, the dormitory bed could only accommodate two people lying side by side, and there was nowhere to escape. She simply pressed her face against Chen Yi's chest, motionless and silent like an ostrich.

  Chen Yilong's rising part is stronger and healthier, he tightly holds his body, maintaining the same posture, in joy and struggle.

  "Fortunately, I had the training of the Sacred Qiao Kingdom." Chen Yi thought to himself, recalling the new Dou Qi he had just learned.

  Chi is the existence of energy body, but it can be widely used because it can be attached to matter and has the effects of increasing strength, hardness, toughness, sharpness, etc.

  As of now, he naturally thought of the words of the Lanling Count and focused his attention on that bulging part.

  Kim Duna's whole body trembled.

  Trembling, Chen Yi only felt that he had been ambushed by two parts of the pincer movement, just like a vanguard being ambushed in a narrow mountain valley, and his happy life was on the verge of collapse.

  He gently swayed back and forth...

  Kim Duna's hand grasped his lower back with a death grip, panting almost soundlessly.

  It seems like it's true but also doesn't seem like it's true at all.

  Chen Yi's palm wandered all over, especially lingering at the intersection of her waist and hips.

  That's probably where the most beautiful Korean beauties are.

  After the plump and full curve, what follows is a rapidly shrinking asymptote, leaving one to marvel at the wonders of creation while their heart trembles with excitement.

  "Bang bang", it's that damned knocking sound again.

  Chen Yiru's eyes turned red and she didn't make a sound, her body moving slightly faster.

  Jin Douna was worried about being found out, but her waist was tightly grasped, and she could only blow hot breath onto Chen Yi's chest.

  She didn't know that this was the greatest stimulus for men.

  The sound of talking in the corridor seemed to be a police officer asking about Chen Zongyu's situation, and after getting a few perfunctory answers, he left satisfied.

  Chen Yi's spirit was tense and nervous, as if he were cheating on a high school exam, his whole person had entered a state of mystery.

  "Could it be that doing so would also help with communication in the demon web?" He thought inexplicably amidst his daze.

  Kim Duna's slightly sharp fingernails almost scratched Chen Yi's back open.

  Not long after, Father Chen knocked on the door outside and said: "A Yi, A Heng, go to Grandpa's house, get up."

  Chen Heng sprang up at once, while Chen Yi tossed about on the bed as usual, seemingly reluctant to get up. "You go and wash first," he said, "I'll be over in a moment."

  Jindona gazed at him pitifully, and the morning sunlight made that face look especially beautiful.

  Chen Heng smiled and left quickly, his movements swift as if he was going into battle.

  Chen Yi looked at Kim Doona calmly and said, "I won't let you go until you make it clear."

  He said, continuing to wrap the packing tape around his arm, re-binding him to the bed. "I'll be back around noon. If I don't see you, I'll immediately notify Zhu Guangliang or someone else. Got it?"

  "Hmm." Jindona looked pitiful as she rubbed her legs and suddenly said: "Can I change into some clothes?"

  "Change clothes?" Chen Yi looked down and indeed saw a small stain on the inside of his thigh and near his shorts.

  The young man was always impulsive. He looked at her with some embarrassment for a while, then suddenly thought: "Anyway, it's very hot, I'll help you take it off."

  Then, without saying another word, he pulled down Jina's poor shorts.

  Korean beauties stick out their waists in resistance, but apart from attracting eyeballs, it has no effect.

  "I heard that during a certain revolution in our country, after catching the bad guys, they would first take away their belts to prevent them from running away." Chen Yi looked at Jin Douna with satisfaction, who was only wearing her underpants, and said: "Relax and stay in the room, and think about what else you should tell me, or you'll be staying here for a longer time."

  After finishing speaking, he left the bedroom and locked it up.

  The whole family still sat in F150 and drove straight to Jiangning City.

  The old man has been recuperating here since his retirement and has never left the city again.

  Apart from the equity situation of Ji level computer and Jin Yuan International, Chen Yi was not prepared to hide anything. He just thought about it in his heart for a while and got ready.

  In his opinion, things outside of China are no longer a concern for the master, who was once interested in them.

  As for how much money, he probably didn't even put it in his heart.

  Considering this, Chen Yi was extremely anxious, even making Chen Zongyou secretly ashamed.

  No matter when facing his father, he can't be calm and composed.

  As Chen Yi had expected, they rushed to the old mansion in high spirits, without even getting a 10-minute warm welcome from the old master.

  Having finished the proper business, Chen Yi and Chen Heng accompanied Old Master to play two rounds of chess, watched the news for a while, before quietly leaving. As Chen Cong's son, no matter what, he was treated far better than Sun.

  Although Lao Ye didn't want to meet anyone, when he returned to the dormitory area, he still saw Zhu Guangliang with dark circles under his eyes, waiting at the bottom of Building 2.

  Obviously the old master's life secretary, with the spirit of "one thing does not bother two masters", directly called a certain deputy director comrade.

  This official, who looked like a scholar, handed Chen Yi a watch with a smile on his face, saying: "Mr. Chen, I know you young people don't like to be constrained, this is an emergency call device, with our number, priority information, and the numbers are all in front of you, if you have anything in the future, just press the key, someone will come to rescue you..."

  "So advanced?"

  "It might be the police who arrive first, or it could be our staff on patrol in the vicinity. But it won't be a simple 110 report," said Zhu Guangliang with a smile: "Don't worry, with priority levels and numbering in place, the police response rate is top-notch. Our country's public servant system still has plenty of vitality when needed."

  Chen Yi couldn't help but laugh.

  The watch is a fashionably-looking chronograph with two prominent yellow-red buttons and seven or eight other buttons for adjustments.

  Guang Liang personally guided beside the road: "Press two large buttons at the same time, and then press any button to complete the call. If it's a wrong call, just long press the two large buttons again."

  He said and demonstrated again.

  Two people were studying diligently when a cloud blocked out the sunlight.

  She looked up and saw a girl wearing a red dynamic suit, saying in an extremely serious tone: "You two, which one is Chen Yi? I am the class leader of the Economics and Finance major, Lin Yuen, from the School of Business."

  The disturbed Zhao Guangliang was very unhappy, who is he? He is a corrupt official who dares not report the theft of people's fruit, and doesn't even care about that girl, only saying: "Mr. Chen, there are three more functions, let me explain them to you in detail."

  "I don't care what your identity is outside, since you've entered Jiangning University and are in Class One, you must follow the rules that everyone else follows. Go to the meeting room now."

  After finishing speaking, he suddenly twisted his body and left.

  Chen Yi forced a smile and patted Zhu Guangliang on the shoulder, saying: "Sorry about that, I think the county official is not as good as the county manager, I'll take it back and study it again."

  Zhu Guangliang could only give him a rough and inferior manual, watching him leave with anger burning in his heart, his black leather shoes scraping fiercely on the ground: He hated the young master of a wealthy family the most!