Chapter 3347

"The second method..."

Ye Chen pondered for a moment, then said seriously: "The second method is to find someone with sufficient ability to thoroughly intimidate the other party, forcing them to withdraw the dark flower."

Tawana pressed her lips together and said helplessly: "Mr. Ye, it would be hard to find someone who could intimidate them... Even if we could find such a person, they would likely have ties to them, and not helping them would be considered a good deed, making it even less likely they would help me..."

As she spoke, she asked Ye Chen: "Mr. Ye, what if I try to contact the winner in the United States and see if reaching out to him could secure his help?"

Ye Chen said: "Approaching him in good faith is fine, but doing so now would be awkward. First, contacting him and showing goodwill at this time would only make him think you're using him to escape your current predicament. Second, he hasn't yet fully completed his transition, and his intimidation power hasn't reached sufficient strength. If he steps forward now to intimidate, the other party may not necessarily comply."

Ye Chen added: "Moreover, in this situation, showing goodwill to him would actually be equivalent to defecting to his side in exchange for his protection. In our Huaxia, that would require submitting a letter of allegiance. As a businessman, he would demand a high price for such a gesture at this time."

Tawana asked, puzzled: "Mr. Ye, may I ask what is a letter of allegiance?"

Ye Chen replied: "A letter of allegiance is what you must do when you're preparing to defect from one camp to another—to reassure the new camp that you won't betray them again, you must take some action to completely sever ties with your former camp. If you want to join a bandit gang, you must first commit a capital crime; if you want to join an enemy camp, you must first kill your former comrades; if you want to redeem yourself through service, you must first betray your associates cleanly. If you now seek his protection, he will likely demand that you pledge loyalty to him on all social media, and your hundreds of millions of fans will become direct witnesses."

Tawana gritted her teeth and steeled herself: "If there's truly no other way, I can do it."

Ye Chen waved his hand: "I do suggest you switch camps, but I don't advise doing it so directly and abruptly. A sudden sharp turn at high speed would give whiplash to everyone following you, possibly even causing a crash. Once they feel hurt, they might turn against you or even become black fans, and by tomorrow, the entire internet could be flooded with insults and accusations against you. So I previously advised you to at least use the cycle of ten concerts to gradually make this turn, so it won't affect your stardom."

Tawana also knew the seriousness of the problem Ye Chen mentioned, but at this moment, she truly had no other option—the billion-dollar dark flower was hanging over her, and even if she survived tonight, more trials awaited ahead.

She couldn't help but shed two lines of hot tears and said helplessly: "Besides him, I truly can't think of anyone else who could resolve this matter."

Ye Chen said lightly: "Although the situation is tricky, it's not so dire as to warrant tears. I can help you look for my friends in the United States. My friend there has some influence, and no matter who placed the dark flower, I will have him find that person and force them to withdraw it. Once the dark flower is canceled, you can leave this place."

Tawana couldn't help but say: "Mr. Ye, those people... their backgrounds are extremely powerful, each backed by major conglomerates. Even the winner in the United States would struggle to generate sufficient intimidation against them... You... can your friends really suppress these people?"

Ye Chen's claim that his friend in the United States had some influence was indeed modest, and it left Tawana feeling utterly uncertain.

At this moment, Ye Chen smiled and said: "Conglomerates vary in size—some only have local influence and are ineffective elsewhere; some aren't even effective locally."

As he spoke, Ye Chen deliberately glanced sideways at Mitsui Yoshitaka with his peripheral vision.

This remark was actually meant for him to hear.

Mitsui Yoshitaka couldn't help but hear the mockery in Ye Chen's words. Although he was the head of the Mitsui family, even the Yamaguchi-gumi, such a yakuza organization, couldn't be controlled by him—indeed, it was somewhat embarrassing.

Seeing his old face turn red with embarrassment, Ye Chen stopped targeting him and instead said to Tawana: "However, my friend in the United States still has some capability. I believe this matter would be trivial for him."

After speaking, he pulled out his phone and called his loyal junior in the United States, Steve Rothschild, the designated heir of the Rothschild family.

Steve Rothschild had been having an easy time lately—the princely position was secure, his last visit to Huaxia had brought him closer to Ye Chen, and now he slept soundly every day, just waiting for the old man to step down.

At this moment, it was morning in the United States. He had just gotten up not long ago and was enjoying a lavish brunch with sleepy eyes. Upon receiving Ye Chen's call, he instantly perked up, his voice full of cheer, and said respectfully: "Mr. Ye, why do you have time to call me?"

Ye Chen said: "Steve, I have a matter I'd like to ask for your help—are you available?"

"Oh dear!" Steve exclaimed: "Mr. Ye, given our relationship, if you have any matter, just tell me. If I can do it, I will certainly get it done for you. Even if it exceeds my capabilities, I will spare no effort!"

Ye Chen said lightly: "Someone in your American underground network has placed a two-billion-dollar dark flower on Tawana Svet's life. I suspect the hitman is likely connected to that recently notorious island. They are conglomerates, and your Rothschild family are conglomerates among conglomerates—I believe you should have a thorough understanding of them, right?"

Originally, Ye Chen's companions Mitsui Yoshitaka and Tawana, upon hearing Ye Chen call someone named Steve, felt nothing unusual—after all, the name Steve is fairly common in America, much like certain Wei, Tao, or Bo names in Huaxia.

But when they heard Ye Chen mention that the other party was from the Rothschild family, both were struck with shock.

If Steve is from the Rothschild family, he should be the second-in-command and future heir of the Rothschild family—Steve Rothschild.

These two couldn't fathom how Ye Chen, such an obscure Huaxia person, could have such an extraordinary social circle.

Even Fei Keqin's respectful demeanor toward him was understandable, but that Steve could be summoned by a single phone call and addressed directly by name—this truly exceeded comprehension.

At this moment, on the other end of the line, Steve, upon hearing Ye Chen mention that island, hurriedly sought to distance himself: "Mr. Ye, I've roughly heard of that island you mentioned, but I must clarify one point: our Rothschild family has never engaged in such despicable acts, nor do we associate with those people. They play too dirty—even if that damned island invited me, I wouldn't go! Moreover, I swear before God that I have indeed never been there!"

Ye Chen said: "I don't care whether you've been there or not—even if you lived there daily, I wouldn't mind. What I need you to do now is to contact those people, tell them that whoever placed the dark flower must withdraw it immediately, or else I will kill their entire family."

Steve readily agreed without hesitation: "Mr. Ye, rest assured, this matter is easy to handle. I'll make a few calls to contact them and see if I can find the person behind the dark flower. Even if I can't find them, I have a way to deliver the message to their ears."

"Hmm." Ye Chen said satisfied: "Then I'll leave this matter to you—I'll wait for your news."

Steve then asked somewhat gossipy: "By the way, Mr. Ye, why are you suddenly speaking up for Tawana? Could it be... could it be that you've developed feelings for her?"

Ye Chen blurted out: "Get lost, you bastard son! Hurry up and get to work!"