Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 156 - 155: Best Substitute (17) - Third Update

Ye’s mother had always harbored a profound fear of the Zhao Family.

Having grown up in the countryside, she was vague about the concept of wealthy people, but from the descriptions given by Zhao’s mother about Zhao Yijun, she knew that Zhao Yijun was outstanding—plus, there was the grudge from years before.

The Zhao Family had become an invincible nightmare in her mind; Old Master Zhao had always looked down on her, she was aware of this.

But Ye’s mother absolutely couldn’t allow Ye Shaohua to be humiliated by them as well. Her daughter had been raised so wonderfully. Yes, she wasn’t on par with Zhao Yijun, but when she went to the Underworld, she would still have the face to explain things to Zhao Yan.

However, if they didn’t leave Imperial City now, and her own matters were brought to light by the Zhao Family, Shaohua would never wipe this stain from her life.

She absolutely couldn’t let Shaohua carry this burden, she must leave.

"The Zhao Family?" When Ye Shaohua heard this, she let out a cold laugh, then took the bag from her mother’s hand, and looking down, she gazed steadily at her, "Mom, you just stay here peacefully. Don’t worry about the Zhao Family, I have a plan. If they dare do anything to you, I’ll make them regret it."

Ye Shaohua’s calm demeanor made her mother even more inclined to cry, "Shaohua, I’m not joking. That’s the Zhao Family we are talking about. They even know some high-ranking officials; there’s no way we can fight them. Will you please listen to me?"

She was also afraid Ye Shaohua didn’t grasp the extent of the Zhao Family’s influence, and listed several examples. frёewebηovel.cѳm

"The way you were slandered online, Mom has thought it through—it must have been Zhao Yijun’s doing, but what can we, commoners, do against those people?" Ye’s mother’s face was full of sorrow.

Ye Shaohua rarely had such patience when persuading others.

It was only now that she realized that the truth behind the online posts was real—once a woman stopped being reasonable, there was no way to handle her.

"Mom," as her mother was about to continue, Ye Shaohua fumbled in her pocket for a long time, finally pulling out a black card, "Take this."

This was Ye’s mother’s first time seeing a black card, and she was stunned for a moment.

"Can’t be helped, there are twenty million in here," Ye Shaohua let out a sigh, "Spend it as you like, hire a hundred and eighty bodyguards if necessary. I’d like to see who would dare lay a finger on you."

"Twenty... twenty million?" Ye’s mother felt completely dumbfounded, "Shaohua, I didn’t hear an extra ’million’ by mistake, did I?"

She had never heard of such an amount of money before. After receiving confirmation from Ye Shaohua, Ye’s mother shifted her gaze toward Ji Yunchen, who was standing beside her.

Even if she couldn’t understand, she could see the expensive clothes on Ji Yunchen. Her expression changed, "Shaohua, could it be that everything Zhao Yijun and her family said is true, that you’ve really been..."

Ye Shaohua pressed her temples. She hadn’t even spoken when Ji Yunchen pulled out his phone.

He flipped through some headlines for Ye’s mother, smiling warmly, "The latest person in Asia who can disturb the whole stock market, Auntie Ye, meet the ’Stock God Y’."

Catching the look from his boss standing outside the door, the Assistant stepped forward and gave Ye’s mother a good primer.

For a long while, Ye’s mother still hadn’t snapped back to reality. As she listened to the Assistant’s every word, she felt like she was dreaming. Could her daughter really be the person behind those transactions worth millions?

She hadn’t recovered from that shock when she overheard her daughter chatting with that person called Ji something.

"Hey, how much capital is required to acquire the Zhao Corporation?"

Ji Yunchen pondered for a moment, then replied, "Three hundred million, that’s the most."

"Three hundred million, huh? It’s more than I expected," Ye Shaohua stroked her chin, "It seems to acquire the Zhao Corporation within a month might be challenging. Mom, just hang in there for one more month. By next month, I’ll have you sitting as director of the Zhao Corporation."

Ye’s mother wiped her face; she was too shocked to know what to say.

The nurse who came to change Ye’s mother’s dressings listened to Ye Shaohua’s boast. Initially, she thought to herself, who is this lunatic? But when she looked up and saw the faces of Ye Shaohua and Ji Yunchen, she immediately fell silent.

Especially Ye Shaohua, who was now the headline on Weibo. Even those who didn’t follow finance closely knew of this woman—a financial pundit who could sway Asia’s economic pulse with the flip of her hand.

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The title "Stock God" was not one that just anyone could claim.

The judgment of M Country’s top economists on Ye Shaohua propelled her to peak popularity. No morning paper, no publication, no magazine failed to feature Ye Shaohua’s picture as the biggest and clearest image on the page.

There was a flurry of online discussion. Earlier photos of Ye Shaohua with Liao Yizhou and others were debunked.

Was someone who breezily turned tens of thousands in stock trading, and whom top international companies vied for, lacking in money, only to be kept by others? Did these netizens really think of themselves as imbeciles?

Such was her influence that even housewives who hardly understood the finance market knew the name Ye Shaohua.

The carefully predicted future richest person in Asia by M Country—how could that be a joke?

Old Master Zhao, who had just warned Ye’s mother, was recuperating at home when he thought back to the words he said to her and asked his butler, "Have you checked if that mother and daughter have moved out?"

After setting people to look into it, Old Master Zhao sat at home, but to his surprise, he received calls from several old friends congratulating him on having an extraordinary granddaughter.

Old Master Zhao felt puzzled. Zhao Yijun was indeed excellent, but these old friends had met her before and had not been so excited then. Moreover, due to the Zhao Family’s downfall, these friends had not been in much contact with him. What was happening today?

While he hung up the calls with bemused appreciation, he picked up the morning paper and froze when he saw the huge picture on the front page.

It was very clearly a picture of Ye Shaohua.

She looked too much like Zhao Yijun, and those past events were no secret. His old friends also knew of Ye Shaohua’s existence, and upon seeing her photo, they called him, hinting that he should cultivate Ye Shaohua well. Some even subtly mentioned potential collaboration with the Zhao Family.

And then there was the eye-catching headline that nearly dominated the entire front page—

[The financial tycoon capable of shaking the entire Asian economic system—Ye Shaohua!]