"There should be about half a month left, and we must leave New York then!"
Ye Tian re-deduce it, but the specific time when the disaster occurred seemed to be covered with a veil. He couldn't figure it out, so he had to give it up.
"Anna, where is my mother?"
In the past few days, Ye Tian had been severely depleted in both physical strength and energy. He didn't get up early to practice the exercises the next day, and didn't get up from bed until after ten o'clock.
"Master, the master has gone to the company, I will get you breakfast!" Anna, who was watching TV on the sofa, stood up quickly when she saw Ye Tian coming out.
"Hey, steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks? Anna, where did you get these things?" Ye Tian was immediately happy when he saw the breakfast on the plate brought by Anna. You know, he was in New York at this time.
Anna said: "The master knows that you like to eat breakfast from Beijing, so he specially asked the restaurant in New York's Chinatown to send it to you!"
"Yes, I'm used to eating bread and milk, so don't let me give it to you tomorrow."
Ye Tian shook his head. Although he was a man with a net worth of hundreds of millions, he was really not used to this kind of lifestyle. Ye Tian had suffered a lot since he was a child, and his pursuit of material things was not very strong.
"Huh? Anna, what kind of show is this?"
With the bun in his mouth, Ye Tian focused his attention on the TV. Looking at the two strong men fighting on the screen, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The picture that appeared on the TV was a boxing ring, with two burly men who could compete with Andreevich fighting on it. The scene looked extremely tragic.
However, what surprised Ye Tian was that after one of them threw his opponent to the ground hard on his back, the person who fell to the ground could actually get up and knock the opponent down.
Ye Tian, who had personally experienced a black market boxing match, couldn't believe it. After such a heavy blow, his entire spine would be broken. How could he get up?
"Master, this is the American WWE competition, also called World Wrestling Entertainment..."
Anna looked at the picture and curled her lips, and said: "These are all fake fights, just to entertain the audience. They are completely different from the game you are playing, Master..."
World Wrestling Entertainment mainly focuses on professional wrestling and conducts wrestling competitions in a dramatic style. It is currently the largest professional wrestling company in the world.
As a super giant in the sports entertainment industry, WWE's television programs are translated into 30 languages and broadcast to more than 145 countries, and more than 500 million families watch WWE television programs.
Wrestling has never been a competitive event, but in the early days, wrestling had no plot and was just a performance, and had nothing to do with sports competitions. After 1982, this sport became a more entertaining game.
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WWE has a role for every superstar or female player, but these roles are not fixed. Sometimes heroes can turn into villains, and villains can also turn into heroes.
But it is precisely because of its ups and downs and bloody battles that are more exciting than those in TV dramas that WWE has become more and more popular and has begun to be broadcast all over the world.
"Damn, this old beauty really knows how to make money."
After listening to Anna's explanation, Ye Tian couldn't help but shook his head. This society is really crazy. In addition to the Queen's black market boxing that is exclusively for the super rich, there is actually wrestling in the United States to entertain the public.
"Let's go, Anna, go to my mother's company!"
After stuffing breakfast into his stomach in a few mouthfuls, Ye Tian turned off the TV. Such a program was simply a blasphemy to fighting. Those so-called superstars were no different from clowns in Ye Tian's eyes.
Coming to the Twin Towers again, Ye Tian found that the evil spirit here was even stronger. Looking from the outside, the Twin Towers seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and the blood light shot straight into the sky.
However, unlike the naturally formed evil spirits, the evil spirits formed by the movement of heaven have no impact on the human body. Except that Ye Tian can see that some people have a lifeless look on their faces, the people in the World Trade Center are still the same as before.
Busy.
Walking in the World Trade Center, Ye Tian couldn't help but feel a little creepy, because he knew that in the near future, these people who had met him would most likely turn into ghosts.
This made Ye Tian feel that he was dealing with a group of dead people, and he felt unspeakably awkward in his heart. If he hadn't been worried about his mother's safety, Ye Tian would never have stepped here.
After arriving on the floor where Song Weilan's company was located, Ye Tian's mood improved slightly. Because of him, the faces of the staff of his mother's company did not have that layer of gray color on their faces.
People in the company were very polite to the big boss's son, especially Ye Tian's appearance, which indirectly brought them a happy holiday and made all the employees in the company have a good impression of Ye Tian.
Especially the girls with blond hair, blue eyes and hot figures are very enthusiastic towards Mr. Ye.
When Ye Tian walked from the front desk to his mother's office, he found at least a dozen pieces of paper with phone numbers in his pocket. This frightened Ye Tian so much that he didn't leave the door of the chairman's office for a whole day, and Song Weilan thought that his son
I am accompanying her thoughtfully.
Song Weilan was also extremely busy as she had to deal with matters for the next month within one week and spent almost the whole week in the company.
Ye Tian had nothing to do. Apart from recovering from his injuries, he just accompanied his mother to and from get off work. After entering the second week of September, the company finally got a holiday, and everyone including the cleaners flew to Brazil.
After Ye Tian's persuasion, Song Weilan did not stay in the company, but returned to work at home. Of course, she also failed to fulfill her promise to accompany her son on a trip to New York.
"Mom, there's nothing going on here, let's go back to China?"
In the past few days, Ye Tian has always had a frightening feeling in his heart. He knew that the danger was getting closer and closer to New York. This feeling of not being in control made Ye Tian very uncomfortable.
"Xiaotian, according to what you said, we only need to leave the World Trade Center. There is no need for us to leave New York!"
Flipping through the documents in her hand, Song Weilan looked at her son apologetically and said, "If the disaster really happens, the world's financial system will be severely damaged. I still have many things to deal with. Ye Tian, wait until this matter is over before returning to China."
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Although Song Weilan listened to her son's words and did not take advantage of the disaster to make a fortune, she still did some things to ensure that the crisis caused by the disaster would not affect her company's operations.
Disasters will inevitably cause panic. At that moment, Song Weilan must stay in New York, and she actually still has a doubt in her heart. Is things really as bad as her son said?
"It's up to you, but after what happens, if we want to leave the United States, it will definitely not be as easy as now!" Ye Tian thought for a while, but did not insist on leaving.
To be honest, in addition to being uneasy, Ye Tian also had a little doubt about how this al Qaeda organization, which he had never heard of, could rely on to destroy the Twin Towers.
Could they smuggle a nuclear bomb to the United States and detonate it in the Twin Towers? Ye Tian has been deducing it for the past few days, but it always seems like seeing flowers in the fog, and he can't figure it out.
Ye Tian believed that he would definitely feel something before the disaster struck. Therefore, as long as he did not get close to the ghostly twin towers recently, the danger should not be great.
"Mom, you should go to bed early. I'm going back to the room first."
Seeing that the hour hand on the wall was already pointing to ten o'clock, Ye Tian stood up. His work and rest schedule was very regular. He started meditating at ten o'clock every day and practiced standing on time at five o'clock in the morning.
"Okay, you go and have a rest." Song Weilan waved her hand absentmindedly and turned her attention to the documents, "Hey, I remember bringing back the contract signed by Thomas, why can't I find it?"
Ye Tian shook his head speechlessly. Since coming to the United States, his mother has changed so much. The graceful image has disappeared, and has been replaced by the face of a strong woman.
September 11, 2000, New York.
At around six o'clock in the morning, the streets of New York became lively. People from all over the place gathered in the subway. The metropolis with tens of millions of people became noisy and noisy again after a night of silence.
For some reason, Ye Tian was unable to enter a state of trance last night. He felt restless all night long. Even when he got up early to do morning exercises in the sky garden of the house, his mind was filled with confusion.
"Mom, if something happens to me, don't call me!"
Before going back to the room, he met his mother. Ye Tian warned him that he had never felt like this before and wanted to deduce it carefully to see if the disaster would happen today.
Taking out a roll of rice paper specially bought from Chinatown, Ye Tian scratched his thumb nail on his middle finger, and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared. Before the blood could flow out, Ye Tian drew a Bagua pattern on the rice paper with his middle finger.
After listing the directions of Xun, Li, Kun, Dui, Qian, Kan, Gen and Zhen Bagua, Ye Tian took out the copper coins and sprinkled them into the Bagua pattern.
What Ye Tian used was a secret technique inherited by Mai, which used his own essence and blood to perform divination. If it weren't for his mental state, Ye Tian would not have used this technique.
"Is it really today?"
After reading three hexagrams in succession, Ye Tian couldn't help but change his face. The hexagram indicated that Huangmen was the god of wood, Linkun's second palace, and Gen's eighth palace was wood subduing earth, indicating great misfortune!
Taking a deep breath, Ye Tian opened the door and walked out. It was said that it was not appropriate to go out today. He could not let his mother out of his sight no matter what he said.
"Anna, where is my mother?" Seeing Anna herself sitting at the dining table, Ye Tian felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.
"Master, the master said she forgot a contract at the company, and the driver sent her to pick it up!" Seeing Ye Tian come out, Anna quickly brought the breakfast to the table.
