How A Ride-Hailing Driver Comes To Dominate The World? [EN]: Chapter 610

Yang Chen is a Liar Who Talks Big? What’s Wrong with a Ride-Hailing Driver Having Some Money?

The uncle, clearly frightened, rushed to help his son.

Yang Chen immediately stopped him. “Don’t move him! Don’t touch him!”

He quickly handed the camera to Liu Naixin and sprinted to his car to grab his acupuncture kit.

“My son, what’s wrong? Why are you so stiff?” the uncle wailed, panic-stricken.

Yang Chen quickly responded, “Everyone, please step back and give him some air. Don’t crowd around.”

Liu Naixin echoed, “Please, everyone, give us some space. Thank you for your cooperation!”

Yang Chen swiftly began administering acupuncture to revive the child. After a few moments, the boy’s body gradually relaxed.

After a short while, the child opened his eyes.

The uncle, tears welling up, asked, “Son, how do you feel?”

The child rubbed the back of his head. “It hurts a little!”

Yang Chen reassured him, “It’s okay, just rest for a couple of days. The back of your head will likely swell, so take it easy and try to sleep on your stomach. Avoid spicy and greasy foods; eat light.”

The uncle asked, surprised, “Young man, can you treat illnesses?”

Yang Chen replied, “I know a little. Now you see how dangerous that was, right? You could succeed countless times, but one failure could be irreversible.”

The uncle nodded, remorseful. “I know I was wrong. I definitely won’t do this again. Thank you, thank you.”

Yang Chen said, “You’re welcome. Now, go, and be careful.”

The uncle nodded and carefully helped his son onto the tricycle before driving away.

Just then, the system issued a notification.

“Congratulations to the host for completing the special task. Current special task progress is 7/10. Please keep up the good work.”

Liu Naixin, with a surprised expression, asked, “Mr. Yang, you even know medical skills?”

Yang Chen replied casually, “A little. I pick things up in my free time. It can really come in handy at critical moments.”

Liu Naixin gushed, “Mr. Yang is truly amazing. You do research and development, make money, drive a ride-hailing car for fun, and still find time to learn medical skills. Truly excellent people are excellent in every aspect. I really admire you.”

Yang Chen chuckled. “Haha… Alright, stop flattering me.”

At that moment, Huang Hongsen called Yang Chen.

Huang Hongsen: “Mr. Yang, hello. I’ve gotten off the plane. Where are you?”

Yang Chen: “I’m on Century Avenue here.”

Huang Hongsen quickly asked his driver if they would be passing by Century Avenue. After receiving confirmation, he said with a smile, “Mr. Yang, we’ll be passing by Century Avenue soon. Where exactly are you? We’ll meet you in a bit.”

Yang Chen: “I’ll send you a location.”

Huang Hongsen: “Okay! Send it over.”

Hanging up, Yang Chen sent his location to Huang Hongsen.

Liu Naixin quickly asked, “Does Mr. Yang have something to do? Why don’t you go ahead and take care of it; we can continue after you’re done.”

Yang Chen: “It’s nothing. Huang Hongsen is coming to meet me in a bit.”

Liu Naixin: “Huang Hongsen? Is that Huang Hongsen, the chairman of Aocheng Entertainment? The gambling king?”

Yang Chen: “Yes! It’s him.”

Liu Naixin exclaimed, “Oh my god, Mr. Yang, you even have dealings with him? Oh, look at my brain, you two donated the bronze heads of the pig and horse from the Yuanmingyuan [the Old Summer Palace, a historical site in Beijing] to the Palace Museum together. Such a big shot; I only ever see him online. I didn’t expect to see him in person today.”

Yang Chen: “Haha… Do you want an autograph or a photo? I can ask him for you.”

Liu Naixin: “Really?”

Yang Chen: “If you want it, I can make it happen.”

Liu Naixin giggled. “Hehe… Okay! Then I’ll thank Mr. Yang in advance.”

As they were chatting, an old man rode by on a small motorcycle with a decorative tree precariously balanced on it.

The old man looked to be over 70 years old. The tree was placed horizontally on the fuel tank, looking very unstable and likely to hit passing vehicles.

Liu Naixin exchanged a look with Yang Chen and quickly stepped forward to stop the old man.

She carefully removed the decorative tree and placed it on the sidewalk, then guided the old man’s motorcycle into the non-motor vehicle lane.

Liu Naixin said gently, “Grandpa, this is very dangerous. Your family is waiting for you to come home safely.”

The old man replied, flustered, “I’m not your father. Don’t talk nonsense. I don’t have a daughter as young as you.”

Liu Naixin clarified, “I’m not saying you’re my father. I’m saying it’s dangerous to ride with this. What is this anyway?”

The old man: “Oh, this is just a decorative tree, not a ‘mom’! Are you a traffic cop who doesn’t even recognize a tree?”

Liu Naixin was speechless. The old man asked again, “What do you want to ask?”

Liu Naixin: “I don’t want to ask you anything.”

The old man: “Then why did you stop me?”

Liu Naixin: “I just want to tell you that carrying things like this is wrong. It violates traffic laws and may cause unpredictable harm to you and others. What if a car hits the tree and knocks you down? Can you handle that at your age?”

The old man: “Huh? You’re saying too much. I can’t hear you clearly.”

Liu Naixin moved closer to the old man’s ear and repeated what she had just said.

The old man said with a smile, “Oh, that’s what you mean. Then what should I do? They won’t deliver it for me, so I have to carry it myself.”

Liu Naixin: “You can have your family bring it.”

The old man waved his hand. “My children have all gone abroad. There’s only my old wife at home, and she’s paralyzed and can’t move. I have to carry it myself.”

*Damn, the old man’s children are quite heartless. They went abroad without taking their parents with them. Isn’t that a waste of raising them?*

Yang Chen said softly, “Grandpa, give us your address, and we’ll deliver it to you during our lunch break. Is that okay?”

The old man didn’t hear him. Liu Naixin repeated Yang Chen’s words loudly in his ear.

The old man nodded with a smile. “That’s fine too. I still trust the police comrades very much. I’ll give you my address. Please deliver it for me.”

Liu Naixin wrote down the address and watched him ride off on his motorcycle.

Yang Chen put the tree on the roof of his car and secured it, planning to deliver it during lunch.

About fifteen minutes later, a motorcade led by two Mercedes-Benz vans arrived.

The cars parked in a row, and a youthful and beautiful girl jumped out.

“Brother Chen!” she shouted excitedly, running towards Yang Chen.

Yang Chen recognized her as Huang Chaoxin.

He waved with a smile. “Slow down, be careful.”

Huang Chaoxin ran to him, waving excitedly. “Brother Chen, we meet again so soon! Hehe…”

Yang Chen: “Yeah, I didn’t expect to see you again so soon.”

Huang Chaoxin nodded and pointed to an older, white-haired mixed-race man. “That’s my dad.”

*After all, he was the local emperor of Aocheng [Macau], so Yang Chen still had to give him some face.*

Yang Chen walked forward with a smile to greet him. They reached out to shake hands from a few meters away.

Yang Chen: “Chairman Huang, welcome to Hai City.”

Huang Hongsen: “Haha… Thank you, Mr. Yang. I’ve finally met you in person. You’re much younger and more handsome than I imagined.”

The two shook hands and hugged briefly.

Yang Chen: “I can’t compare to Chairman Huang. I’ve seen photos of Chairman Huang when he was young online. That mixed-race face was very handsome.”

Huang Hongsen: “Haha… Mr. Yang, you’re joking. I still think Mr. Yang’s pure Dragon Kingdom [China] face is more handsome. What is Mr. Yang doing here?”

Yang Chen: “I’m currently an auxiliary police officer, filming a street legal education program.”

Huang Chaoxin: “Brother Chen, aren’t you driving a ride-hailing car anymore?”

Yang Chen: “I am! I’m just experiencing what it’s like to be an auxiliary police officer.”

Huang Hongsen: “Mr. Yang’s life is truly colorful. Let’s have lunch together. We’ll go to the capital [Beijing] in the afternoon.”

Yang Chen: “Okay! Let’s go to Tang Court [a high-end restaurant]. I’ll have someone prepare a lunch banquet.”

Huang Hongsen: “Okay! Then I’ll see you later. I’ll go to the hotel to rest first.”

Yang Chen nodded. “Okay. By the way, Chairman Huang, take a photo with this young lady.”

Huang Hongsen looked at Liu Naixin and nodded with a smile.

Liu Naixin took out her phone nervously. “Thank you, Chairman Huang. Thank you, Mr. Yang.”

She quickly stepped forward to take a photo with Huang Hongsen.

Afterward, Huang Hongsen got in the car and left.

Liu Naixin said happily, “Mr. Yang, thank you. But, now that I’ve taken a photo with Chairman Huang, it wouldn’t be too much to take one with you, right?”

Yang Chen: “Not at all, but my photos can’t be uploaded or sent. You can only keep them for yourself.”

Liu Naixin: “I’m just keeping them for myself. I wouldn’t give them to anyone else.”

Yang Chen smiled and took a photo with her.

Because he had to have lunch with Huang Hongsen, Yang Chen wanted to deliver the old man’s tree earlier to avoid delaying lunch and making so many people wait.

So, just after eleven o’clock, Yang Chen and Liu Naixin ended their morning filming and delivered the tree to the old man’s house.

The old man was washing clothes and greeted them warmly.

Since they were delivering it, they offered to help him plant it.

The old man’s wife was sitting in a wheelchair, sunbathing in the garden.

“I heard from the old man. Thank you,” the old woman said.

Liu Naixin: “You’re welcome, old lady. It’s just a small favor.”

Liu Naixin chatted with her while Yang Chen planted the tree.

After finishing, Yang Chen came back to say hello to the old woman.

During the conversation, Yang Chen learned about her condition.

Yang Chen: “Old lady, have you been to the hospital for treatment for this illness?”

The old woman: “Yes, I was treated, but the doctor said it couldn’t be cured, and it cost a lot of money, so I gave up.”

Yang Chen: “Which hospital did you go to? I feel like it can be cured. Why did they say it couldn’t be cured?”

The old woman’s eyes lit up. “Young man, are you telling the truth? Can it really be cured? This old woman is over seventy. Don’t lie to me.”

Yang Chen: “Wait!”

He quickly ran to his car to get his acupuncture kit.

Yang Chen estimated that it could be cured, but he needed to verify it.

He inserted a needle into the old woman’s knee, and her calf showed a slight reaction.

Yang Chen nodded. “Old lady, this is paralysis caused by nerve necrosis. I am confident that I can cure this, at least enough to make you stand up and live like a normal person.”

The old woman was so excited that tears streamed down her face.

“Young man, please save me. As long as you cure my legs, I will immediately write a will and give you half of this house after I die. You have also seen our family’s situation. The old man is almost eighty, his ears are bad, and his legs and feet aren’t working well. It’s hard enough for him to take care of himself, let alone me. We worked so hard to raise two sons and a daughter, but they all went abroad to live and didn’t come back. It’s like we raised them for nothing. As long as you can cure my legs, I guarantee to give you my share of the property,” she said excitedly.

Yang Chen: “Old lady, you’re too kind. I don’t want your property. How about this: go back and lie down, and I’ll treat you and see how it goes.”

The old woman nodded and excitedly turned her wheelchair to go back.

Liu Naixin quickly pushed her back and helped her lie down on the bed.

The old man, who was washing clothes, saw Yang Chen taking out his needles and quickly asked, “Young man, what are you going to do?”

The old woman said loudly, “Old man, the young man said he can cure my legs! I’m saved! I’ll be able to stand up soon!”

The old man: “Huh? Is he going to poke your mouth?”

Yang Chen and Liu Naixin couldn’t help but laugh. Liu Naixin quickly shouted in the old man’s ear, “Grandpa, my friend can cure your wife’s legs! She’ll be able to stand up soon!”

The old man was genuinely moved. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he said excitedly to Yang Chen, “Young man, you’re not kidding, are you? Can you really cure my old wife? The doctors at the People’s Hospital said it couldn’t be cured. Are you sure you can cure it?”

Yang Chen: “Grandpa, don’t worry, I will definitely cure Grandma’s legs.”

The old woman: “Go wash the clothes. Don’t disturb the young man from treating me.”

The old man: “Okay, okay.”

He happily went to the balcony to wash clothes, muttering, “That’s great, that’s great, the old woman will be able to stand up soon.”

Yang Chen began to give the old woman acupuncture to stimulate the necrotic nerves and reactivate them.

This is a long treatment process. It will take at least half a month to see results. In the later stage, the old woman needs to move and exercise more to slowly recover.

Unknowingly, more than half an hour passed before Yang Chen finished the acupuncture.

The old woman felt a little heat in her legs, and there was a faint tingling sensation, which were all signs of improvement.

Yang Chen: “Old lady, I have a dinner appointment, so I have to go now. From now on, try to move your legs when you have time. It doesn’t matter if you can’t move them; your mind must have this intention. Do you understand what I mean?”

The old woman: “I understand, I understand.”

Yang Chen: “Okay. Don’t worry; since I’ve treated you, I will definitely cure you. I’ll go now and come back tomorrow at this time to give you acupuncture treatment.”

The old woman: “Young man, oh, no, you should be my benefactor. Thank you.”

Yang Chen: “You’re welcome. I’m leaving.”

The old woman: “Hey, take care. Old man, come and see off our benefactor! Hurry up!”

The old man: “Huh? Hit my head? Why are you hitting my head?”

Yang Chen, Liu Naixin: “Haha…”

…

Tang Court.

Huang Hongsen arrived and asked his entourage to set up a table for dinner. He and his daughter went to the private room that Yang Chen had booked.

Not long after they sat down, Zhang Yuanhua, chairman of Baoli Art Company, and Xu Jun, chairman of Baoli Group, also arrived.

The Palace Museum was preparing to hand over the twelve zodiac animal heads to the Baoli Art Exhibition Hall, so Zhang Yuanhua had to thank Huang Hongsen in person.

Xu Jun’s purpose was twofold: to express his importance to Huang Hongsen, and, more importantly, to reconcile with Yang Chen in person. This was a task assigned by his superior, and he had to complete it.

The two sides greeted each other and sat down to wait for Yang Chen’s arrival.

After a while, Li Lianxiu arrived with her son Li Yingjie.

However, this occasion was not suitable for discussing Aocheng Entertainment’s business, as those businesses were only legal in Aocheng, not in the mainland.

Therefore, Huang Hongsen directly dismissed Li Lianxiu and her son, telling them to take care of other things and that he would see them after dinner.

Li Lianxiu relied on Huang Hongsen, so she didn’t dare to disobey. She quickly left the private room with her son and waited in the Tang Court parking lot.

At this time, Yang Chen was on his way to Tang Court. He called Wu Caiyi.

Wu Caiyi thought Yang Chen had run away and had been lying in bed feeling sad since yesterday.

Seeing Yang Chen calling, she immediately sat up excitedly and answered the phone.

Wu Caiyi: “Hello.”

Yang Chen: “Come to Tang Court immediately, and bring your dad with you.”

Wu Caiyi: “Huh? Why? Are you going to meet my parents?”

Yang Chen: “Um… no, didn’t I promise to help you solve your business problems?”

Wu Caiyi: “Business?”

Yang Chen: “Yes! I’m already late, so I have to drive faster. I won’t talk to you anymore. You guys go over there quickly. Bye.”

Wu Caiyi: “Oh, okay.”

Hanging up, she quickly put on her clothes, went out, and shouted, “Dad! Dad! Get ready quickly; we’re going to Tang Court!”

Wu Zhixiong was frowning in the living room. Hearing his daughter’s shout, he immediately got up and asked, “What are we going to Tang Court for?”

Wu Caiyi: “I… a friend I just met asked us to go, saying he was going to solve our business problems.”

Wu Zhixiong was instantly speechless. “How can a courier solve our business problems? What are you thinking? Why do you listen to him so much? If he said shit is fragrant, would you believe it too?”

Wu Caiyi: “I don’t think he needs to lie to us. If he didn’t have the ability, he could have just hidden and not seen me. There’s no need to call and trick us into going to Tang Court. Stop talking; let’s see what happens when we get there.”

Wu Zhixiong sighed. He wouldn’t raise a daughter in his next life. When she grows up, she’ll be tricked away by some young punk, body and soul.

After they were ready, they immediately set off for Tang Court.

Wu Zhixiong asked suspiciously, “Daughter, what are we going to Tang Court for?”

Wu Caiyi: “I… the friend I just met asked us to go, saying he was going to solve our business problems.”

Wu Zhixiong smiled sarcastically. “See, see, see? This guy is full of hot air, just a jerk. Huang Hongsen is the chairman of Aocheng Entertainment. He’s the one who calls the shots for the entire company. In ancient times, he would be the king of Aocheng [Macau], like a local emperor. How can a courier introduce Huang Hongsen to us? It’s outrageous. When I see him later, I must teach him a lesson for daring to deceive my daughter!”