Chapter 92: Could It Be That He Arranged It?

Tomorrow morning at 10:00? Chen Yaozu pondered for a moment; he cannot make a phone call right now, and if he went to make one now, it probably would not have that effect.

Moreover, there is also a possibility that his method of notification might cause others to misunderstand, and they might think all of this was arranged by him.

When the time comes, he might not get the money, and what is more likely to come is the World's Richest Man's suspicion.

So he must pay attention to methods and approaches, and not let the outcome backfire.

If it were someone else, even if they knew Ma Kaiyuan had this calamity, it would be of no use.

Not everyone can know Ma Kaiyuan's contact information and his address, and with time so tight, there is simply no way to notify him in time.

But now, Chen Yaozu has Ma Kaiyuan's phone number, and the two sides have even spoken on the phone, and he, this so-called Purple-robed Archbishop, carries some weight with Lao Ma, even if only a little.

However, what Chen Yaozu is thinking about is how to speak so that Musk will not suspect him. You must understand, a tycoon, and the World's Richest Man at that, once he suspects someone wants to harm him, with a prejudice formed in his heart, he can always find suspicious points.

What he wants right now is to get this windfall, but he does not want to be marked as an enemy by a World's Richest Man.

Do not think Ma Kaiyuan lacks this mindset; he is actually very suspicious, and has said more than once in the media that if he continued to support the Big Golden Hair, he would very likely be done in soon! "Can tell you're quite troubled?"

Olivia walked in carrying a cup of coffee and placed it in front of him.

It is now hard to see on her the kind of intellectual elegance she had at home and in the school library; now with a handgun slung at her waist, she looks quite dashing and heroic.

"Tell me, what happened?"

She rarely sees her son-in-law looking troubled; all along, whatever Chen Yaozu does, he has a plan in mind, and even facing the Medical Affairs Committee's investigation, he did not worry too much.

But now, he is actually racking his brains, unknown what he is troubled about.

"How to put it... just now on a whim I did a divination, got a piece of information, a rich man might be in danger, and it can be considered life-threatening danger at that.

So I thought, while saving him, I would get the reward I deserve.

But doing this might very well arouse his suspicion..."

Chen Yaozu had not finished speaking when he was interrupted by his cheap mother-in-law: "Suspect what? You are a Purple-robed Archbishop of a Religious Sect serving a God/Spirit; receiving enlightenment from a god is the most normal thing in the world, isn't it?

So, what can he suspect..."

Hiss... right! A wake-up call!

I am a Seal Mastery Celestial Master, not an Ordinary Person; receiving a god's enlightenment is perfectly normal, isn't it?

This way there is no need to explain the intelligence source problem.

And since this is all a god's enlightenment, saving a life — such weighty Divine Grace — taking a reward of one or two hundred million seems quite proper, right! The next day.

Ma Kaiyuan and his wife had just gotten up to eat breakfast when suddenly the phone rang; it was the Assistant's call.

"Sir, that Purple-robed Archbishop who is doing disaster relief in the Disaster Area called this morning, saying he wants to find you.

I asked what it was about, he said it was news about your personal safety, very urgent, very urgent! I asked for specifics, but he insisted on talking directly with you.

So I didn't dare be careless, and notified you!"

That's right!

Chen Yaozu thought he had Ma Kaiyuan's contact method, but actually that phone was just held by the Assistant; to notify Ma Kaiyuan, he still had to pass through this layer of the Assistant's Border Checkpoint.

That Purple-robed Archbishop, news related to his personal safety?

Ma Kaiyuan thought for a moment, didn't dare be careless, and dialed out using the phone number the Assistant sent over.

"Hello, respected Mr. Purple-robed Archbishop, heard you were looking for me?"

On the other end of the phone, a steady young voice came: "Yes, Mr. World's Richest Man, I want to ask, have you gone out?" Subconsciously, Ma Kaiyuan stood at the window and scanned the surroundings; the security in the courtyard was still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Not yet, what does the Archbishop want to say?"

The other end fell silent for a second, but quickly said: "Last night I received a god's enlightenment, saw some things, which led to this morning's call.

You don't go out first, at least not before 10:00.

Then have your people pay attention to news on the Highway.

If, on the Highway, at ten o'clock a fifteen-car pileup appears, you owe me ten million US dollars!"

If a 15-car pileup appears, I'll owe the other party 10 million? What does this mean? But the phone had already been hung up.

Ma Kaiyuan thought for a moment afterwards, and changed his plan to go out.

He did not believe the words of that so-called Purple-robed Archbishop; he even suspected the other party wanted him to stay home with ulterior motives.

So he decided to change to a different place.

But since the other party told him not to go out, and said there was a car accident on the Highway, then he would not go out.

Changing houses is no problem, right? So, he and his wife switched to a Backup Residence not far from him.

Then he waited in suffering.

He had already sent people out, sent them out to scout for information.

According to his original plan, where should he appear at 10:00? Which stretch of Highway? He had people go wait there.

Sure enough, very quickly he got the news: the place where he should have arrived at 10:00 if he went out normally had a car accident, a 15-car pileup really appeared.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a time, and the wounded were countless.

This news came back, and he did not immediately call that Purple-robed Archbishop.

Instead he pondered, and even called his Security Chief: "You say, if someone prophesied this car accident, is it possible he arranged it?"

"I can go investigate, Sir!"

The Security Chief responsible for Ma Kaiyuan's security work belongs to the top-tier private bodyguards; he has 100 methods to investigate clearly whatever he wants to investigate.

Of course all this costs money! Even if his Boss doesn't say so, he also wants to investigate clearly whether today's events were accidental or premeditated.

After all, if he had gone out today, under that 16-car pileup, even as a top-tier bodyguard, he could not guarantee his Boss's life safety in this chain collision.

This is dereliction of duty!

"Good! I'll wait for your news!"

After Ma Kaiyuan gave the order, after the Security Chief went out, he thought for a while, then dialed that Purple-robed Archbishop's phone.

"Your prophecy was accurate, respected Purple-robed Archbishop! Provide your bank account, I'll have someone transfer you ten million US dollars right away."

For a Purple-robed Archbishop to actually be greedy for money, Ma Kaiyuan did not find it strange.

On the other end of the phone, Chen Yaozu had long since prepared his account: "Mr. Richest Man, I hope the amount transferred is a post-tax Ten Million! Also, I have another piece of news that concerns your Life Safety!"

Ma Kaiyuan paused for a moment, unable to help but frown; this Purple-robed Archbishop is greedy for money in a rather... down-to-earth way! "Deal!"

"However, I want to know what the next piece of news is first!"

Hearing this sentence transmitted from the phone, Chen Yaozu smiled: "Mr. Richest Man, the God/Spirit's revelation, only Devout Believers can Obtain the Truly Divine Grace! So, if you want to know the next piece of news...

You have to Add Money!"

(Chapter End)