"Mr. Ye, you said you were helping me do something?" Chen Biao asked tremblingly.

"Well, that's you!" Ye Fanfeng nodded lightly.

Chen Biao stumbled and almost fell...

Although he didn't understand what Ye Fan was thinking.

But a promise from the master of the ground level is to borrow a quota of 500 million.

The other party's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Ye Fan wants to make money, and Chen Biao definitely does not doubt the other party's ability.

He is just a martial artist at the peak of the Yellow Order, and he is responsible for taking care of Long Guang's affairs in the Baide Chamber of Commerce.

The annual salary has exceeded 10 million, not including performance commissions and bonuses.

And the Yellow Rank and the Xuan Rank are a curse.

In the city, only the family can afford to hire the Xuanwu, but that is just for the other party's food and clothing, and the other party has to add additional money.

The expenses of Xuan-level masters are not as simple as tens of thousands of dollars a month, and the cultivation of heavenly materials and earth treasures alone has to start at 7 figures.

And the more you ask about the realm, the more you ask.

And this Mr. Ye is the grandmaster of the strength of the ground level...

Want 500 million?

I'm afraid those families are rushing to send...

Of course, Chen Biao has always positioned Ye Fan above the strength of the ground level, and this is all because of his last shot.

And Ye Fan didn't want to explain more, it was better not to explain, misunderstandings were sometimes a powerful deterrent.

Besides, he himself is only one chance away from the ground level.

"Mr. Ye, why is this favor me?"

"Chen really can't afford it!" Chen Biao retracted his thoughts, and finally mustered up the courage to ask.

"Nothing, I haven't met your boss, but I think you're very good at being a person." After speaking, Ye Fan got up and walked to the table.

"Give me the pen!"

Ye Fan beckoned, Chen Biao hurriedly took out a pen from his inner pocket and handed it to Ye Fan...

Seeing that the other party signed one by one, Chen Biao was not happy but worried...

Oh my God...

How do you explain this to your boss???

Do you want to tell your boss about this?

If you don't say it, what if the boss knows?

If so, then the boss may still be suspicious of himself...

Thinking of this, Chen Biao became more and more afraid of Ye Fan...

This young man's mind is terrifying!

Ten minutes passed, and under Chen Biao's guidance, Ye Fan signed all the documents.

A name called: Longyang Charity Foundation was born...

Longyang Mountain, whether it is the master or himself and his sisters, it will always be the best place in his life.

A thatched hut in the mountain stream, less than ten households in the mountain village, and an orphanage that has been abandoned for a long time, this is all there is to Longyang Mountain.

Simple and happy...

After all the formalities were completed, Chen Biao invited Ye Fan and the three of them to dinner, and the three of them did not refuse this proposal.

With short hands, I don't care if I eat him more...

Tianjiang District, Longguang City.

This is the gathering place of high-end consumption in Longguang City.

The Royal Crystal Palace, owned by the Pak Tak Chamber of Commerce, is located in this place.

Saying that its luxury can rank among the top three in Longguang City, there may be some doubts.

But the top five, there is absolutely no doubt.

Chen Biao's Range Rover took the lead, and Ye Fan drove behind.

The car did not drive towards the parking garage, but drove directly into the corridor of the hotel, and finally stopped at the entrance of the Royal Crystal Palace...

Seeing this, rows of men in black suits hurriedly stepped forward to open the door.

"Brother Biao!"

As Chen Biao got out of the car, the men in the suit shouted in unison!

Although Chen Biao is only a director, he is definitely one of the best figures in the Baide Chamber of Commerce in Longguang.

Even the general manager of these hotels has to call him "Brother Biao".

However, today's Brother Biao actually grabbed work with them...

Hearing everyone's name, Chen Biao didn't pay attention to it, but hurriedly trotted towards the Mercedes-Benz big G in the back.

After helping Ye Fan open the car door, Chen Biao hurriedly helped Shen Yingxue and the two girls open the door, raising his arms to prevent the two girls from meeting.

Although Chen Biao had already said hello to receive distinguished guests before he came, this was too expensive??? Customers who can come to the Royal Crystal Palace to consume, Mercedes-Benz Big G is very ordinary...

With the status of the Baide Chamber of Commerce and Chen Biao's prestige in Longguang, the origin of these three people... Could it be that he is a child of Long Jinglai?

That's not right...

Isn't that Shen Yingxue?

When did Shen Yingxue have such a big posacy?

The general manager of the Royal Crystal Palace was puzzled, but still walked up with a smile.

"Brother Biao!" The manager shouted.

"This is Mr. Ye!" Chen Biao didn't accept this sycophancy, but turned his head and began to introduce Ye Fan. The manager paused, and then hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Ye, hello!" ”

"Hello!" Ye Fan nodded noncommittally and responded to the other party.

"Mr. Shen, Dean Lin, you should have seen them all, right?" Chen Biao saw that the manager was a little unturned, and then glared at the other party.

"Mr. Shen, good evening Dean Lin!" The manager was glared at by Chen Biao's eyes, and then shivered, and hurriedly greeted the two women.

Of course he has heard of these two celebrities in Long Guang, but it won't attract Brother Biao like this, right?

"This is the general manager of the Royal Crystal Palace, Zhao Guang, the head of Longguang."

Hearing Chen Biao introduce himself, Zhao Guang hurriedly stepped forward to hand over the business card, but his hand hadn't been stretched out yet...

"Let's go, Mr. Ye, the box is arranged!"

Simple and casual, it's just a familiar face...

Chen Biao's series of actions caused Zhao Guang to be embarrassed...

However, Zhao Guang also dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and the hotel manager had a right to speak.

Although they are all regional heads, Chen Biao is in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, and he is directly connected with the boss.

He Zhao Guang can't talk to his boss on the phone less than three times a year...

So at this moment, he can only use his eyes to send the backs of the four people into the hotel...

Naturally, the car has a doorman to park, and this time the sycophant battle is considered a cold scene.

Zhao Guanggang was about to lead everyone away, but another car rushed up from the corridor...

Thundered!!

The roar of the engine is deafening ...

Approaching the hotel, I didn't forget to step on the accelerator a few more times, it seems like a rock rat shouting, looking for a mate!

The cloister is not something that cats and dogs can drive, and any Ferrari and Rambo have to go into the garage obediently.

Zhao Guang was a little frizzy by this voice, just waiting for him to just want to step forward and question, but after the other party turned off the engine, he saw the license plate clearly...

The pig's liver-colored face burst into a chrysanthemum-like smile again.

"Qin Shao!"

Walking forward quickly, Zhao Guang looked flattering.

At this moment, I saw a young man coming down from the red McLaren.

The young man wears a white stand-up collar pol. shirt, a pair of light-colored jeans, combed with a big back, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic and compelling.

At first glance, you can see that this is a domineering president who can contract fish ponds.

"Park!"

When the young man saw the doorman, he threw away the key, then looked at Zhao Guang in front of him and nodded.

"Which box?"

Zhao Guang responded flatteringly: "Crystal Palace No. 1." ”

Hearing Zhao Guang's response, the young man walked into the hotel with a high spirit.