Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

Chapter 820 - 314: A Wealthy Family’s Young Master? Just a Little Karami! (Part 2)

But coincidentally, this fantasy materialized today."Oppa, you’re just like Professor Do Min Joon from ’My Love from the Star,’ you’re an alien visitor!"

IU exaggeratedly said while hugging him.

Then she remembered something, looked down, and saw a salvage team pulling someone up from the sea. She finally let out a sigh of relief, but the worry on her face remained.

"Oppa, you should hurry back home; I fear he’ll cause trouble for you next." IU said, holding his hand with concern.

"Haha~ Don’t worry, even if he’s just a young one from a Wealthy Family, even if his father came over and did something like that, I’d still go ahead without hesitation."

Sun Dasheng was fearless.

Even if it meant using the methods of the capitalist world.

As the head of a trillion-dollar empire, would he fear a mid-sized chaebol from Korea worth less than a hundred billion?

Though it’s only ten times different, this tenfold leverage in global influence is completely incomparable.

The yacht’s safety measures were indeed good. Just a few minutes after the incident, the person was rescued, and there were people coming over to question them.

Initially, they intended to take them to a safe house for questioning, but Sun Dasheng made a phone call, and soon the captain personally led a team over, warmly greeted him, and asked if he was injured, among other concerns.

Meanwhile, the two victims who were like drenched chickens were seemingly ignored, left aside without mention.

"Mr. Sun, you are the most distinguished guest on our ship. Your satisfaction is our motivation, so please bring up any concerns directly to me, and I’ll improve immediately."

Everyone looked at the captain’s humble face, wondering who this black-haired, dark-eyed Asian really was to make the normally proud captain act with such humility.

They knew they belonged to a massive billion-dollar company from France.

Previously, upon learning that a young heir from a billion-dollar empire on the yacht was bullied and injured, he hurriedly came to demand accountability.

Unexpectedly, this demand for accountability was entirely fictional, and the young heir who was bullied and thrown into the sea was seemingly ignored.

The clever staff instantly thought of a possibility.

That this person’s status was even more important and prominent than the young heir from the billion-dollar empire.

It was even possible that he was more formidable than the heir’s father, who controlled the billion-dollar empire.

Sun Dasheng put his hands in his pockets and said, "I have no other comments; I’m having a good time here; it’s just some pests affecting my mood, and I hope you can address that."

Everyone knew exactly who the pests he mentioned were.

They all looked at the captain to see how he planned to handle it.

The captain decisively said, "Rest assured, Mr. Sun, I’ll immediately send a small boat to take them away; you won’t see them again on this ship."

"Good, send my regards to Mr. Frodo!" Sun Dasheng said with satisfaction, patting his shoulder and leaving with the two women.

The crew was extremely shocked; the Mr. Frodo he mentioned earlier was their company’s chairman.

This respected name seemed insignificant in his mouth.

No wonder...

After leaving, IU and Kim Mi-hee clung to his arms on both sides, admiringly saying, "Oppa is so amazing!"

"Yes, could you tell us about your company, oppa?"

Both had their little thoughts.

Sun Dasheng didn’t mind and casually mentioned the Korean companies his company had acquired.

Then the sound of gasps filled the air.

"Oppa’s acquisitions in our country are all huge companies? That’s incredible."

The names Sun Dasheng mentioned were renowned in their country, yet they didn’t know they had been acquired by oppa.

At that moment, they witnessed just the tip of the iceberg that was Sun Dasheng.

Just that tip of the iceberg made them feel a fear of greatness.

"Oppa, why not come have a drink with us?" IU suggested.

"Yeah, we just got some good wine at the auction and want you to try it, oppa." Kim Mi-hee chimed in.

"Really just for a drink?" Sun Dasheng knew that in Korea, both men and women were heavy drinkers, but he found it hard to believe.

Your eyes have already betrayed you.

A drink? I think you want... right.

But it’s like spanking the kids on a rainy day — got nothing else to do.

"Alright, I haven’t drunk for a while; I’ll try your fine wine." Sun Dasheng agreed happily.

In the end, he walked out with a sore waist.

The Korean little enchantresses truly lived up to their reputation.

Earlier they were just playing hard to get.

Now, after this heroic rescue, it seems their hearts are open?

A different mindset makes situations naturally vastly different.

Regular friends who often do what couples enjoy know that if one side is completely dispassionate, icy like a robot, the moment becomes entirely uninteresting, even feeling like grinding through overtime at the company.

By noon.

Yang Mi finally woke up fully.

She stretched lazily and reached out to find emptiness.

So she started calling out.

Sun Dasheng happened to open the door and walked over to her bed, touched her head, and asked, "What’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"

Yang Mi embarrassedly moved her head away, "Nothing, I just had a nightmare earlier, so..."

"Oh, a nightmare then, let me take you to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic for acupuncture and cupping? I’ve heard it’s quite effective for that."

Sun Dasheng saw a traditional Chinese medicine clinic on his way back, but it was on the lowest level.

"Huh? No way, that’s so ugly. Cupping leaves lots of marks on the back, which looks scary." Yang Mi was very reluctant.

"Alright then." Sun Dasheng didn’t insist.

Because this matter, guys typically don’t mind those marks.

But girls might care more.

"Hug me!" Yang Mi reached out.

She was only wearing a robe, and her perfect figure made Sun Dasheng swallow involuntarily.

If he hadn’t recently solved his issues, he’d probably pounce and take a bite of this juicy cabbage.

Sun Dasheng obediently lifted her up from the bed.

Then he helped her get dressed and patted her, "Alright, take care of the next steps on your own. You really think you’re a three-year-old baby?"

"Hehe... in front of you, I am a three-year-old baby."

Oh my, her skill in acting cute is miles ahead of other women.

No wonder I’ve been doting on her lately; turns out there’s a reason.

The emotional value she gave was abundant; she truly understood.

Three days later, the yacht docked in France.

The three of them went on a shopping spree at the luxury stores on the most prosperous and extravagant Champs Elysees avenue in France.

The women’s innate love for shopping was completely freed.

If you ask why they still have the energy to shop after buying on the yacht?

Anyone asking that clearly doesn’t understand women.

If you let women do nothing but shop all day, they wouldn’t tire.

The only ones exhausted are the men who accompany them shopping.

One by one, they’re worn out like lapdogs, either sitting on the chairs at the entrance or squatting aside playing on their phones.

Of course, Sun Dasheng was an exception.

He carried nothing, and no one dared ask him to hold shopping bags.

Moreover, Tang Yan and Yang Mi’s shopping didn’t need to be taken right away, because Sun Dasheng had top VIP cards for almost all luxury brands, offering delivery service no matter if the destination was the distant Eastern Ancient Country.

As long as the money is in place, anything can be done.

France International Airport.

Sun Dasheng’s private jet was quietly stationed at the terminal.

The last purchases didn’t require home delivery either; instead, he had them sent to the airport, to be brought back on his private jet.

Having a private jet is truly delightful.

Yang Mi was even more delighted, arm-in-arm with her good friend, giving her a detailed introduction of her family’s private jet.