Reborn 60 years ago, became a god thanks to the prophet

Huaxing Trading.

In the office.

Li Changfeng, the hands-off boss, is checking Chen Yinuo's resume to see if he can match her with a suitable promotion position.

Suddenly.

The cell phone rings.

"Has the car been sent for inspection?" Li Changfeng asked after seeing the caller's note.

"Mr. Li, something happened!" The other end hesitated and hesitated.

Li Changfeng jumped up from his chair when he heard this. His face changed in shock. "What did you say? Something happened?"

"Mr. Li, the brakes failed and we hit a taxi that changed lanes without turning on the lights, and then rear-ended several private cars. Now we're waiting for the traffic police on the South China Expressway!" the other party said nervously and timidly.

After hearing this, Li Changfeng was struck by lightning!

Every word that Ye Chen said at the entrance of the Champs Elysees quickly emerged in his mind over and over again.

"Mr. Li? Mr. Li?

Without hearing Li Changfeng's answer, the person on the other end seemed to be getting more and more panicked. "How is he? Is he okay?" Li Changfeng, who had just reacted, asked anxiously with a pale face.

"Mr. Li, no one is fine. Xiao Wang and I just bumped our heads, it's nothing serious. There were no passengers in the taxi that changed lanes without turning on the lights, and the airbag on the driver's seat popped out to protect the taxi driver, so he's fine. As for the private cars that were rear-ended, no one is fine, they were just hit!" the other party said.

"How fast were you driving?" Li Changfeng asked anxiously.

"Mr. Li!"

The other party hesitated, but finally told the truth, "Mr. Li, this is all thanks to Xiao Wang. You told me to slow down before, but I thought this is a new car and there shouldn't be any problems, so after getting on the South China Express, I increased the speed to 100. Later, Xiao Wang kept saying,

I slowed down to 60, and at that moment a taxi in front of me suddenly changed lanes without turning on the turn signal, so I stepped on the brakes in a hurry, but the brakes didn't work!"

In the office.

Li Changfeng's back was soaked with cold sweat. The South China Express was his daily route.

Trucks and large lorries frequently appear on that road.

And on the South China Expressway, he almost never drove below 100 per hour!

If Ye Chen had not reminded him at that time, if Zhang Jingshan had not believed Ye Chen's evil power and pulled him into the Porsche.

Then he would definitely drive back in his Ferrari.

If there is no traffic jam, he will definitely continue to drive at no less than 100 kilometers per hour.

What does it mean if the brakes fail at that speed and with frequent trucks on the road?

Li Changfeng couldn't imagine it!

Even though he was in his own office at this moment, after hearing what Ye Chen said, it seemed as if everything suddenly became clear!

The steak takes a long time to defrost, and the foie gras marinated with less brandy.

The reason why I always felt that there were flaws in me before must be this reason, it must be this reason!

"Mr. Ye has also done in-depth research on food? I have been to Champs Elysees many times, and I always feel that the food here has some flaws, but I just can't tell where the flaws are. After Mr. Ye said this, I realized that the flaws should be the problems Mr. Ye mentioned!

As if he had found a fellow traveler, Li Changfeng said anxiously. "It's not that I'm a researcher, but I'm a bit picky, haha." Ye Chen said

On the edge.

Zhang Jingshan was completely confused.

Did Ye Chen really get it right?

How could a poor gambler find flaws in these high-end Western dishes?

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li?"

There was no sound from Li Changfeng, and someone on the other end of the accident scene shouted again.

"It's good that everyone is okay. Don't panic. The other problems are not serious. You wait there first. I'll go over and deal with it now!" Li Changfeng said after he came to his senses.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Li, thank you, Mr. Li, thank you, Mr. Li!"

The one who thought he would be scolded almost burst into tears of gratitude. Although the brake failure was not his fault.

But it was a car worth two or three million after all. How could he not panic after being hit like this?

In the office.

Li Changfeng slumped down in the big chair.

That feeling of palpitations was like being pulled back from the underworld.

He swallowed and let out a long breath.

He picked up the phone and dialed Zhang Jingshan's number.

"Old Zhang, what's wrong?" Zhang Jingshan's voice came.

"Come downstairs of my company and take a trip to the South China Express with me!" Li Changfeng said hurriedly.

"What's going on?" Zhang Jingshan's heart skipped a beat.

"My Ferrari had an accident. On the way to have it checked out, the brakes failed and I was rear-ended!

"Fuck, what? Did Ye Chen really get it right? Is the situation serious?"

"Fortunately, I told them to drive slower. The car was rear-ended at 60 per hour, so no one is seriously hurt! Come here quickly!" Li Changfeng said.

"Okay, okay, I'll be right there, right there!

The call ends.

Although he was inexperienced, Li Changfeng, who had survived a disaster, felt dry-mouthed and muttered to himself.

"First I had a hunch that Mr. Zhang would be set up, and now I have a hunch that something might happen to my car."

"It was fulfilled in less than two hours..."

"Mr. Ye Chen, who are you? A half-immortal? A prophet?

"This time, what I owe you is not a favor, but my life!"

In the rental house.

Ye Chen, who came back from the Champs Elysees, had no idea that his reminder to Li Changfeng had come true.

After taking a shower again.

Sitting on the sofa, smoking, thinking about the next life plan.

Unfortunately, he had no interest in lotteries in his previous life. Even when he was a gambler, he never bought welfare lottery tickets.

Otherwise, relying on the memories of his previous life, he could become the richest man just by buying lottery tickets. Of course... the premise is that the Welfare Lottery Center has no tricks and allows him to clear the prize pool every now and then.

No matter what he said or thought, Ye Chen knew that the welfare lottery would not work, and he had never thought of relying on the welfare lottery to create his own financial empire.

Yes, that's right.

After coming back to life, Ye Chen not only wants to repair his relationship with his wife, not only wants to compensate his wife, but also wants to build a business empire to bring glory to his wife and daughter!

In his previous life, his personal fortune of 400 billion was frozen in his death due to illness.

In this life, 400 billion is definitely not enough for him. If he can't increase this number by more than ten times by relying on the prophecy of the next sixty years, then he has lived this life in vain!

However, there is no rush to build a business empire at the moment, and it cannot be done in a hurry.

The most urgent task is how to make his wife Chen Yinuo change his view of him and how to erase the harm he has caused to her.

Just a few cigarettes.

He went out to the computer store in the mall.

I used the remaining 30,000 yuan from WeChat to purchase two new high-performance computers.

- gave one to - Nuo. After all, he had secretly sold his wife Nuo's computer last month.

-The platform is convenient for me to search for information and carry out the next plan.

Develop flawless cream!

-A product that can quickly lighten scars and pigmentation on the surface of the body

Miracle plaster!

This was undoubtedly a boost for Ye Chen to become a super rich man in his previous life.

In his previous life, it was because he mastered the unique formula of the Flawless Cream and it was the development of the Flawless Cream that was sought after all over the world that allowed him to accumulate wealth and enter various industries. He thus became a super-rich man with assets of 400 billion even though he gave up going public.

But Ye Chen didn't think that far ahead. He just wanted to get the flawless cream out as soon as possible so that Yi-Nuo could remove the scars he had left on her body!

In the rental house.

According to the flawless cream formula from memory.

His fingers flew as he searched on the computer for the formula and ingredients of the flawless cream to find out where to buy it.

After all, the flawless ointment in his previous life only appeared when he was nearly forty years old.

Now, ten years in advance, if I want to buy those ingredients through the channels of my previous life, it is obviously not possible to buy all of them.

I can only ask and search through the Internet.