Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Seeing this, President Jones and Vice President Auvergne didn’t seem to think anything was wrong.

Rather, they sat obediently, gently, and elegantly at the side.

They looked at Ye Feng with respect.

After Ye Feng signed the papers and officially received the ownership of Smart Information Consulting Co., Ltd., the three of them spoke again, “Boss, are you Superman?”

Ye Feng glanced at the three of them, he was speechless.

“The three of you combined are over 130 years old. Can’t you be more mature?”

“How can there be such a thing as Superman in this world?”

“You crossed the entire meeting room with one step just now. It was more than ten meters!” Jones swallowed. “This kind of explosive power doesn’t seem like something a human can do.”

“And the punch that landed on Jason Tang just now.”

“His arms were broken into four pieces. The remaining force was so strong that his hair was blown back!”

“This doesn’t seem like something a normal human can do!”

Although Ye Feng knew what he meant, he still glanced at him. “What is it?”

“Are you trying to call me inhumane?”

“No, no, I didn’t mean that!” Jones quickly waved his hand. “What I mean is, we’ve only seen your kind of explosive power and strength in the movie ‘Superman!’”

“This is simply too unbelievable!”

“This is unbelievable?” Ye Feng shook his head. “If I tell you that I have seen someone pierce his own heart and die in front of all of us, but when he turned around, he came back to life, wouldn’t your jaw drop?”

“When you have free time, go and broaden your horizons.”

“This world is very big!”

President Jones was like a primary school student. The nearly two-meter-tall man nodded submissively. “I’ll remember the boss’s instructions.”

“I’ll try to broaden my horizons in the future.”

Ye Feng did not know whether to laugh or cry.

After waving his hand to signal for the three of them to leave, he turned his gaze to Samia again. “Previously, you said that you accidentally came into contact with a witness from the Funeral Organization’s crystal team.”

Samia understood what Ye Feng meant.

After a brief pause, she said, “The relevant information about the conversation with the witness is still here.”

“I’ll go and find it for you now.”

As she spoke, she looked at the mess in the conference room. “Why don’t you move to the CEO’s office first?”

“The environment there is more comfortable.”

“You can rest for a while over there.”

“The information is quite old. Although we have preserved it according to the convention, it may take some time to find it.”

Ye Feng heard this and immediately stood up, preparing to nod.

However, at this moment, a system notification that he had not heard for a long time suddenly appeared.

“Ding! The system has detected a new treasure navigation system. Please go straight for 50 meters and turn right. After going straight for 3.2 kilometers, go straight to the right for 5.1 kilometers…”

Ye Feng’s mind moved, he originally wanted Samia to lead the way, but he immediately changed it. “I have something urgent to do later. Samia, send me the information after you find it.”

“Also, do you have any spare cars at the Smart Information Consulting Company?”

“Yes!” Samia immediately picked up her phone. “The company has a lot of business cars.”

“From Rolls Royce to Bentley, to Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Audi.”

“What kind of car do you prefer? I’ll arrange it for you now.”

“By the way, do you need a driver, Boss?”

Ye Feng did not hesitate. “Just give me a car with better performance. I don’t need a driver.”

He was going to follow the GPS to search for treasures later.

It was a little inconvenient to let an unfamiliar driver drive him.

“Alright.” Samia did not ask why.

After making the arrangements, she walked Ye Feng to the entrance of the Smart Information Consulting Company.

It was only when Ye Feng got into an Aston Martin DB7 and she’d personally closed the door for him and watched him leave that she returned to the company.

Ye Feng could sense it.

After her meticulous and respectful service, the surrounding passersby were stunned.

Many people stopped and looked in their direction.

There were also quite a few people who could not help but whisper to their companions, as if they were envious, jealous, and hateful of his identity.

Ye Feng did not care too much.

He smiled, followed the system’s navigation, and sped along.

Speaking of driving, Ye Feng also made a mistake.

The rules of the Sun Never Sets Empire were different from those of China, America, and Japan.

In this car, the driver’s seat was on the right side of the car, and the driver had to drive to the left.

In addition, the design of the traffic lights here was a little different…

Even though he was an experienced driver, he almost broke the rules in the beginning because he was not used to it.

Thanks to his quick reflexes and strong learning ability, he did not end up in a disaster.

…

The drive was filled with danger. When Ye Feng was about to reach the destination of the treasure hunt navigation, he realized that the destination was a slum.

As far as his eyes could see, other than the extremely dilapidated alley, the pedestrians were some old and homeless men and women.

When Ye Feng got off the Aston Martin DB7, these people seemed to have seen something new and could not help but look at him.

Among them, there was no lack of malicious gazes.

Poor is evil, extreme is evil!

Ye Feng also knew that no one could avoid the truth of these words.

When he sensed that some people were observing him with ill intentions, his eyes immediately turned cold and he released the fierce aura unique to martial artists.

As expected.

As the aura on his body erupted, the sneaky and malicious gazes immediately dissipated.

Ye Feng did not delay for too long, he quickly restrained his aura and continued to follow the GPS in the narrow alley.

After a few turns, he passed through a few small alleys and arrived at a place that looked like a waste recycling station. Finally, he heard the sound of bargaining.

“Brother, this is Picasso’s ‘Dream.’ If you resell it in the future, you can sell it for at least 200 to 300 million! You only offered 10 million, isn’t that a little too low?”

“At least 50 million, or we won’t sell it!”

“Brother, Picasso’s ‘Dream’ is indeed worth 200 to 300 million at other times. And it’s indeed ridiculous for us to buy it with 10 million.”

“But the situation now is that there’s a problem with the origin of your painting. Moreover, the entire Empire of the Sun Never Sets is very tense now!”

“I’m taking a huge risk by spending 10 million, alright?!”

“…”