Chapter 3490: Everything Depends on Mr. Ye's Care

Upon hearing that Ye Chen and Xiao Churan could receive compensation even though they were not present at the scene last night, Xiao Changkun suddenly felt a sour pang in his heart.

He felt that he had risked his life to earn this hundred thousand dollars, yet Ye Chen and his daughter could get the same amount without going, making his life-risking effort seem meaningless.

After all, he was at least a college graduate of some talent, and an equation immediately formed in his mind: assuming being on the island is X, bearing risk is Y, then originally X+Y meant being on the island and bearing risk, which equaled a hundred thousand; but now, X also equals a hundred thousand, plugging both conditions in, the value of Y becomes zero.

Ma Lan also unconsciously felt some dissatisfaction, muttering to Hani: "I say, Hani, you need to tell your boss that we almost lost our lives yesterday at the bar, my daughter and son-in-law didn't go to the bar yesterday, if they can get a hundred thousand dollars, shouldn't we at least get two hundred thousand to be reasonable? We can't just bear the risk for nothing, can we?"

Hani apologetically said: "Sorry, Ms. Ma, this matter was decided by our group's CEO; I'm just a low-level steward, I don't even have the chance to speak to the CEO, let alone have the qualifications to raise opinions with him..."

Ma Lan resentfully said: "Can't we just get one hundred fifty thousand? At least give us a little extra to make it acceptable!"

Hani felt embarrassed, hurriedly saying: "Ms. Ma, I will report your opinion to my superior, but whether it will be approved, I dare not guarantee to you."

After saying that, he quickly looked for an excuse: "Sorry, Ms. Ma, I still have other guests to notify; if there's nothing else, I won't disturb you!"

Before Ma Lan could speak, Hani hurriedly turned and left.

Ma Lan angrily said: "Their boss is really clueless, how can being on-site and off-site be treated the same?"

Xiao Churan helplessly said: "Mom, it's already good that they proactively offered compensation; don't be so picky, if you won't take my share of compensation, give it to them."

Ma Lan's face instantly bloomed with joy, yet she said: "Oh Churan, Mom isn't after your money, Mom thinks their actions are inhumane, this is also about seeking a bit more benefit! I remember American compensation standards are very high—slipping and falling in a restaurant can get the restaurant to pay out hundreds of thousands, even in US dollars; yesterday, you and your dad almost got killed, twenty thousand dollars per person isn't too much."

Xiao Churan said: "You also said American compensation standards are high, but after all, we're in the Maldives, where per capita GDP is so low, a hundred thousand dollars is already a lot, so let's not dwell on this."

Ma Lan quickly nodded and smiled: "You're right, Mom won't dwell on it anymore. By the way, Churan, your hundred thousand, I'll split it with your dad—just have them deposit it directly into Mom's account later, that way it's convenient for them too."

Xiao Changkun froze for a moment, wanted to say something but held back.

Regarding money, he dared not argue with Ma Lan, after all, for Ma Lan, money is harder to snatch than a bone from a dog's mouth; he didn't dare provoke her bad luck.

Seeing Xiao Changkun's displeased expression, Ye Chen proactively said: "Dad, then I'll transfer my share to you; you and Mom go have fun in Dubai this time, don't be like last time."

Xiao Changkun delighted again and again: "Oh good son-in-law, you... you're not joking with Dad, are you?"

Ye Chen smiled: "How could I joke about this? I'll tell them in a moment, the compensation for me and Churan will be separately transferred to you and Mom."

Xiao Changkun was overjoyed, couldn't help but step forward and hug Ye Chen, sighing: "People say a son-in-law is half a son, the ancients truly did not deceive me!"

At this moment, the doorbell rang again.

Xiao Changkun hurriedly turned back to open the door, muttering: "I don't know who came again."

As he spoke and opened the door, standing at the doorway was actually Ye Chen's Middle Eastern wealthy client.

Hamid looked at Xiao Changkun and politely asked: "Mr. Xiao, is Younger Brother Ye in? I just rang the doorbell at his villa but no one was there; I saw your steward, who said he's at your place."

Xiao Changkun nodded: "Yes, yes, good son-in-law, your client has come!"

After saying that, he politely said to Hamid: "Please come in first!"

Hamid waved his hands: "No, no, I won't go in; if Younger Brother Ye is convenient, I'd like to speak with him alone."

Ye Chen had already walked over by then, smiling and saying: "Older brother, what do you need?"

Hamid hurriedly said: "Oh, it's about feng shui, I still have some doubts I'd like to consult with you, Younger Brother; how about we go out for a walk and talk?"

"Fine." Ye Chen readily nodded in agreement, greeted his family, and then walked to the beach with Hamid.

Seeing no one around, Hamid said somewhat apprehensively: "Younger Brother, if I go back now, will I encounter danger? The opposition and traitors are surely watching me..."

Ye Chen said: "Traitors are still manageable; he definitely hasn't yet grasped the overall situation, so he's waiting for you to die before colluding with the opposition from within; the opposition definitely still wants to eliminate you; I'll have Ma Que wait for you at the Syria border to cover your return, and I'll also notify Wan Pojun to send people over to protect you completely."

Hamid breathed a little easier, saying: "Then thank you so much, Younger Brother! Once I return, I'll find a way to root out the traitors and eliminate them! Thoroughly purge internal risks!"

Ye Chen nodded: "During this period, try not to leave your station; I'll have the Wan Long Temple arrange some experts to go protect you; also, remember what I told you before—try to work from within the opposition's internal ranks, win over some weak groups in the opposition, first divide them from within."

Hamid nodded heavily: "Okay, thank you, Younger Brother! Thanks!"

Ye Chen asked him: "When do you plan to return?"

Hamid said: "As soon as possible; I want to take tonight's flight to Beirut, then cross the border back."

Ye Chen nodded: "Then I won't see you off, Older Brother; wish you a smooth journey."

As they were talking, a golf cart drove toward them from afar.

The driver was Bernard Arnault's assistant, while Bernard Arnault himself sat in the passenger seat.

From afar, he wore an eager expression, waving at Ye Chen and shouting loudly: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, are you available? I want to say a few words to you!"

Ye Chen nodded: "Come over."

Bernard Arnault quickly had the electric cart stopped at the roadside, refused the assistant's offer to help him, he himself grasped a cane, limping toward Ye Chen and Hamid.

Seeing him grimace with each step, Ye Chen from afar extended his hand and made a gesture of lifting something into the void; Bernard Arnault initially didn't understand, but the next moment he felt an invisible force lifting his lame leg, his body suddenly felt much lighter, and the pain vanished instantly.

His heart filled with astonishment; thinking of Ye Chen's gesture just now, he guessed it must be related to Ye Chen, and he was utterly shocked.

Ye Chen indeed possesses great supernatural powers—last night in the bar he could summon heavenly thunder, that scene left him with an unforgettable memory; he felt that even if he were to develop senility in the future, he would never forget that earth-shattering scene.

Light as a swallow, he arrived beside Ye Chen and immediately said with a respectful face: "Thank you, Mr. Ye!"

Ye Chen nodded and asked: "Mr. Arnault, what do you need from me?"

Bernard Arnault hurriedly said: "Mainly I just want to thank you for everything you did last night; you saved everyone, yet all the credit ended up on my head alone, truly I don't deserve it."

Ye Chen smiled: "Be honest, Mr. Arnault, I see the joy you can't hide on your face, you don't look the least bit undeserving."

Bernard Arnault awkwardly chuckled: "Don't hide it from you, Mr. Ye, from last night until now, this might be the peak of my personal reputation in this lifetime; I dare not lie to you, I am indeed very happy inside—everything is thanks to your care!"

Ye Chen casually said: "It's not really caring for you, after all you also spent money, it's just normal cooperation between us."

Bernard Arnault quickly said: "No, no, no, everything still thanks to your care, Mr. Ye; otherwise I might have died long ago."

After saying that, he paused slightly, then continued: "By the way, Mr. Ye, the French President wants to see me as soon as possible and confer an honor on me; I'll spend tonight on the island accompanying you and your family and other Chinese guests to see out the New Year, then depart for France tomorrow morning; however, regarding the two islands, you can rest assured—I'll settle everything within a week; if you have any other needs regarding these two islands, just tell me, I'll handle them all together!"

Ye Chen said: "How about this: if you have matters, go attend to them; once this batch of guests gradually leaves the island, you announce externally that White Horse Island is suspending operations for rectification; I plan to make this place a maritime base of the Wan Long Temple; this place is relatively close to Colombo, Sri Lanka, thus more convenient; when the time comes, you'll go greet the Maldives high-level officials, saying you want to reconstruct White Horse Island; then I'll have the Wan Long Temple bring construction personnel over to carry out the renovation."

The vast majority of cargo ships going from the Suez Canal to Europe must pass through Singapore, go through the Strait of Malacca, proceed via Sri Lanka, then enter the Red Sea to pass through the Suez Canal.

Colombo, Sri Lanka is an important hub on this route; even if ships don't stop in Colombo, they still pass through southern Sri Lanka; although it's still a few hundred kilometers from the Maldives' White Horse Island, compared to that, it's also convenient; Ye Chen plans to renovate White Horse Island, station a batch of Wan Long Temple soldiers there, equip them with high-speed powerboats similar to those Ma Que and others ride, as well as medium-sized seaplanes; once any problem arises on the route, they can respond swiftly; moreover, the Maldives' military strength is weak and cannot cover this sea area.

Bernard Arnault said without hesitation: "Mr. Ye, rest assured, I will personally resolve everything, allowing the Wan Long Temple to construct here with peace of mind!"