Novel & Cerita Andy Ye Billionaire

Yara. He was Bryce Hurt. Bryce hurt. The Hurts. The number one richest family in the capital. The real definition of money and power. In a place where the Hurts sat, the Fox couldn't even set foot at the door. They were worlds apart. He was the heir to the Hurts fortune. The youngest CEO in the business world. A renowned bachelor in the capital. A real business mogul. At the age of eighteen, he funded his first tech company, and after three years of operation, it was listed as the leading tech company in the country.

Placing the coffee on the table and passed me the Ipad, which I immediately swiped open. I could see the golden grin formed on the corner of his lips as I checked in with the news. TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD, BILLIONAIRE/ BUSINESS TYCOON. ZANE CREED HAS BEATEN THE LIKES OF NATASHA TAYLOR, RICHARD MOFURE, MOHAMMED KUMAR, AND OTHERS TO BECOME THE NO. 1 BUSINESS TYCOON IN THE WORLD WITH NETWORTH US$200.5 BILLION. ZANE IS KNOWN AS THE FOUNDER OF AINSOFT AND WHITE ORIGIN ( THE WORLD'S LARGEST GAME COMPANY). Click here for more info...

"Humph! The news that our Ye clan is going to go bankrupt is just a rumor. As long as they see the benefits, these companies will naturally come up." Yeyingcai's eyes lit up, "I know, Grandpa." Soon, Yeyingcai cooperated with three companies and received a case worth one billion from ye clan. The news spread quickly and quietly in the upper class of the East Sea city. For a moment, those companies that had doubted the Ye clan's going to go bankrupt all regretted. If they had been bold enough, they would have had a share of the one billion dollars. In just half a month, all kinds of "whispers" about the integration of Yeyingcai and making money spread

His hawk-like gaze was fixated on Julian like a beast eyeing its prey. A stiff, palpable tension fell over the room. Even Julian was silent as he stared at Liam, his face pale. This esteemed investor was capable of forking out 50 billion dollars at a moment's notice for a single investment opportunity, so one could only imagine how astronomical his true wealth was. What were the Yeagers compared to someone like him? Not only that but it had been rumored that Mr. Miller had ties with the legendary Wendell family. This was a man that one in their right mind would never dream of offending.

she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."

But he’d earned it, every damn dollar. Born to nothing and raised in a two-bedroom apartment with a mother who worked three jobs. He started coding at thirteen and by nineteen, he’d built a start-up in his dorm room. By twenty-two, he sold it to a global tech firm for eighty million. And then he got greedy...in a smart way. Investments, real estate, patents, security software. He saw holes in the market and plugged them before anyone else could and the moment he made his first hundred million, he learned the secret to keeping it.

she said as she stabbed her banana split with a spoon. Aliyah just laughed. “Cheers to that, bestie! Leave it to the Lord. A baby is a blessing. And the donor is extremely handsome, so that’s fine. I still can’t believe you met again and that you still love him. And even more surprising—he’s apparently been a billionaire all along. He just pretended to be poor and worked as a tricycle driver.” She nodded.

"Now piss off. You're starting to get on my nerves." The bartender slides two drinks toward us. She takes hers without another word and sips it, ignoring me completely. I take mine, lean against the bar, and try again. "Hey, maybe you might not know who I am-" "Oh, I know who you are." That stops me. She turns toward me, that faint smirk curving her lips. "You're Zayne Beaumont," she says. "The young billionaire who runs Beaumont Industries. Tech empire worth, what, over a hundred billion dollars now?"

Out of place. The door opened. The man who stepped out did not belong to her world. He wore a dark tailored coat, sharp lines, and quiet confidence. Silver cufflinks caught the weak winter sun. His posture was controlled, his expression unreadable. He moved like someone who had never been told no. Isabella recognized him instantly. Alexander Voss. The billionaire heir to Voss Enterprises. The man splashed across every headline since his father’s death three days ago. Rumors followed him like shadows, whispers of power, inheritance, and a will with unusual conditions.

He glanced at me disgustingly for some second and turned to go sit on the couch. I smirked. "Now do have any questions to ask?" "No I am done asking." I said. "We are having a special guess coming in today." I began. "We are going to be having a meeting with the lady." "Really? Is that time of the month?" I blew out a breath through my mouth. "We are going to be having more guess coming in today." "Yeah you don't need to remind me of that. My parent won't miss this opportunity for a billionaire."