Zhao Liying was followed by six bodyguards in suits, as well as a fashionable woman in her 30s.

They saw Zhao Liying running in such a hurry to a young and handsome man, all stunned.

The bodyguard naturally followed quickly, avoiding any danger.

Of course, the danger does not come from Ye Chen, but others.

This is what the bodyguard profession must do.

As for a woman in her thirties, Ye Chen thoughtfully glanced at her, and then walked over.

"It's you, why, are you going to film?" Ye Chen looked at Zhao Liying, who flew over, smiled slightly, and asked.

"Well, yeah, there is a drama, going to shoot abroad." Zhao Liying who came to Ye Chen nodded and smiled, then thought of something, and asked:

"Are you here to see me off?"

"No, I'm here to pick you up." Ye Chen said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liying suddenly showed a disappointed expression on her face, but she was quickly disguised by her.

"Really, you are still the same, you don't understand the emotions and fun at all." Zhao Liying gave Ye Chen a white eye and then said with a grin.

"We don't seem to know each other soon." Ye Chen said a little speechless.

"Don't you know that it's not as good as the third autumn in one day?" Zhao Liying smiled playfully.

"Okay." Ye Chen gave Zhao Liying a speechless look, and then said.

"Hello, I'm Liying's agent, Yang Hui, how are you?" A woman in her 30s came to her and looked at Ye Chen and asked.

"Ye Chen." Ye Chen glanced at the agent named Yang Hui and said lightly.

"Ye Chen..." Yang Hui was shocked when he heard this.

"How?" Ye Chen frowned, then asked.

"You're so low-key, I haven't heard your name." Yang Hui smiled slightly, and then said.

Yang Hui knows the information of all billionaires in Huaxia, and even millions of people. Yang Hui knows a lot, but he doesn't know Ye Chen.

This is where she is most puzzled.

Therefore, she wanted to get some information about Ye Chen from Ye Chen here.

After all, she is Zhao Liying's agent. Zhao Liying is strong and rich, which is very helpful to Zhao Liying's career.

The better Zhao Liying's career, the more natural Yang Hui as a broker will get.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows. The agent said that he had never heard of himself, and he must think of himself as a rich man.

Although, Ye Chen is indeed rich, indeed rich.

However, Ye Chen's name cannot be known in China.

Ye Chen is a death judge. Every trial will have income, and many.

Although Ye Chen claimed to be a financial investment, but after a long time, it may really be a problem.

This issue was considered when Ye Chen transferred Liang Yin to the airport before Ye Chen came to the airport.

It's just that I haven't planned in detail for a while. At this moment, it's a matter of identity.

To be precise, it is the problem of the source of income, which is again in front of Ye Chen.

It’s okay not to be suspected. The past explained by financial investment, once doubted, this can’t be said.

As for the explanation to Yang Hui, Ye Chen didn't want it, it was not necessary.

"Sister Yang, Ye Chen is very low-key." Zhao Liying said a little unhappy now.

Hearing this, Yang Hui froze for a moment, then hurriedly looked at Ye Chen and said nervously:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, I don't mean anything..."

She heard the subtext from Zhao Liying's words. Ye Chen was really rich. All of a sudden, she panicked.

Looking at the insincere Yang Hui, Ye Chen sighed secretly.

People are so snobbish. . . .

"Ye Chen, don't go to your heart, Sister Yang is not malicious." Zhao Liying said that Ye Chen's expression was dull, and said quickly.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, then shrugged his shoulders and said, "Nothing."

"Scared at me, I thought you were angry." Zhao Liying spit out her head and said playfully.

"No, what time is your plane, is it time to get on the plane?" Ye Chen smiled slightly and asked.

"Almost, yes, Ye Chen, what's your cell phone number?" Zhao Liying nodded and asked.

"Mobile phone number?" Ye Chen sighed secretly, and then continued, "Good luck."

The reason why Ye Chen did not tell Zhao Liying's mobile phone number is simple because of the identity of Ye Chen's death judge.

If the phone is received during the trial, the fun will be bigger, which is not what Ye Chen wants to see.

Hearing Ye Chen's euphemistic refusal, a trace of loss flashed on Zhao Liying's face.

"Okay... so... Ye Chen... goodbye..." Zhao Liying said with a choked voice.

Her heart was locked together at this time, and Zhao Liying couldn't tell any feeling, just wanted to cry, but she persevered and didn't cry.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, we are about to get on the plane." Yang Hui hurriedly said, apologizing to Ye Chen.

"Please, please." Ye Chen smiled slightly and then said.

Yang Hui nodded apologetically, and left Zhao Liying.

Looking at the departing Zhao Liying, Ye Chen exhaled long, then closed his eyes and pondered.

The money-making industry is serious. . .

Open a factory?

With systems in place, it is possible to make some high-tech products, apply for patents, and then make money. . .

but. . It is troublesome to explain the source.

And it may cause some unnecessary trouble.

The industry that makes money. . .

and many more. . .

Ye Chen suddenly remembered one thing, this world has many similarities with the previous life, but there are many different places.

For example, entertainment.

Although Ye Chen has rarely watched TV since he officially performed his duties as a death judge, Ye Chen still clearly remembers that the entertainment in this world is very different from the previous life.

For example, when Ye Chen first came across, he wanted to listen to songs, but found that the songs were all strange, and wanted to see movies. Many movies were never seen.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen's eyes lit up.

You can open an entertainment company, so that the source of funds is easy to explain.

As for the hands-on, what jokes, Ye Chen is the death judge, it is enough to be a big shopkeeper.

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