If these shares are dumped in the secondary market, based on Mi Tuan’s current market value, Yang Chen could get about 200 billion, which is roughly 30 billion US dollars.
Last year, the total crude oil export of the United Arab Emirates was only 35 billion US dollars. This comparison shows the gap.
However you calculate it, Yang Chen is quite clear.
Yang Chen shook his head and said, "I don’t want to get into the oil business right now. I’ll think about it in the future when I want to."
Maya: "But by the time you decide to, I might have already become someone else’s wife, and you wouldn’t have the chance to partner with me. I mainly don’t want to obey my family’s arranged political marriage to a 50-year-old man. I urgently need a strong person to marry me and get me out of this. Do you understand what I mean?"
Yang Chen nodded and said, "I understand! But this matter isn’t worth it for me. I’ll take the stuff upstairs. You guys go ahead and eat."
Yang Chen carried the carton upstairs.
Maya looked at Yang Chen with disappointment, feeling like her last hope was gone.
A while later, Yang Chen came down to eat.
Maya was still unwilling to give up, trying to persuade Yang Chen to help her.
Yang Chen remained resolute, refusing to do something so unprofitable.
Maya then said, "Then I’ll really marry you, give you two kids, and then divorce, without hindering you from marrying others. Or we don’t have to divorce. I won’t stop you from seeing other girls and can even let them have your children. How about that?"
Maya felt that being with a young, handsome, and wealthy guy was definitely better than being with a fifty-year-old man.
As long as Yang Chen could help her escape the political marriage, she was willing to do anything.
However, Yang Chen’s focus was on staying low-key; otherwise, it would be hard to earn rewards from bad reviews later.
Therefore, no matter how much she sacrificed, Yang Chen was not going to agree.
"You don’t need to say any more; I won’t agree." Yang Chen firmly refused.
Maya nodded sadly and said, "Can you introduce me to someone as powerful as you who has the chance to take me away? Preferably someone around your age; I don’t want an old man."
To snatch someone from the Royal Family requires extraordinary strength.
Even someone like Master Yida, Wang Nianming, might not qualify.
Yang Chen chewed on his rice, shaking his head, and after swallowing, said, "I really can’t think of anyone in my circle who could marry you. And your traditions are so strict that if you privately associate with another man, you might be stoned to death when you return. You shouldn’t think about these random things now, but enjoy life while you’re not taken back."
The last King’s daughter was stoned to death because of emotional issues, which was not just Yang Chen trying to scare Maya.
It’s just how the customs are there, with very low social status for women.
Maya nodded and said, "I know. That’s why I want to escape from there. I want to live in a truly free and fair country. I think Dragon Country is very nice, and I really want to stay here forever."
Yu Shishi sighed and said, "I sympathize with your situation, but customs and legal stipulations aren’t something any one person can change. Unless a complete social revolution happens, no one can save you."
Maya nodded, the light in her eyes dimming.
...
After lunch, Yang Chen went upstairs for a nap before driving out to pick up passengers.
That morning, he helped a delivery boy with a delivery, which surprisingly counted as a special mission.
Yang Chen suddenly had an idea, why not register for a Mi Tuan delivery account and occasionally deliver some orders—who knows, another special mission might trigger?
Acting on the idea, Yang Chen went to the nearest Mi Tuan center.
He stopped a delivery boy and asked, "Excuse me, where is your center manager?"
The delivery boy pointed to an office and said, "In there."
Yang Chen nodded and walked over to knock on the door.
Manager: "What can I do for you?"
Yang Chen: "I’m Yang Chen. I came over to have a look and ask you to register a rider account for me."
Manager: "Yang Chen? You mean the Yang President who just acquired 25% of Mi Tuan’s shares?"
Yang Chen took out a business card and handed it to him.
The manager instantly stood up in a flash and, holding Yang Chen’s hand with both of his, nodded and bowed, saying, "Hello, President Yang, hello. I didn’t know you were coming, otherwise, I’d have brought the team to welcome you. My name is Wang Bing, and I am willing to work like a dog or a horse for you."
Yang Chen replied with a smile, "No need to make a fuss. I’m just here to register an account and experience the life of you guys."
After speaking, Yang Chen took out his ID card.
Wang Bing nodded and quickly registered an account for Yang Chen personally.
Yang Chen didn’t have time for chit-chat, downloaded the app, grabbed the gear, and left.
He was just trying his luck to see if he could trigger another special mission, not actually planning to deliver takeout. So he wasn’t ready to compete with other delivery guys for time or to buy an electric bike—just occasionally picking an order and delivering by car was fine.
Yang Chen wanted to experience something new. The platform also had a newbie protection period, which pushed quite a few orders his way, and he picked a flower delivery order.
Yang Chen drove to the front of the flower shop, changed into Mi Tuan’s yellow uniform, and went into the store.
The flower shop owner was immediately stunned, wondering which young celebrity was here doing a cameo as a delivery guy.
This delivery boy looked really amazing.
Yang Chen: "Hello, I’m a delivery rider, here to pick up Zhou Changhe’s order."
Female owner: "Wow, are all delivery guys this handsome now?"