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Chapter 370 World Bank, unlimited black gold card! [2 more]

In her previous life, when she received foreign guests from Hokuriku and other regions, she would treat them with great ceremony to show respect.

Fang Qingli's eyes lit up: "Are they the foreign players that Sister Lan found online before?"

It is also a mystery how many mysterious netizens Ye Wanlan has.

But the only thing that cannot be denied is that -

Every one of Ye Wanlan’s netizens has various extraordinary abilities.

Being able to book all the advertising screens around the world is a big deal that not everyone can do.

"Yeah." Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows. "They all work at the Global Center. This is my first time here, so I just happened to meet them."

Fang Qingli nodded: "Sister Lan, you can go meet your online friends without any worries. I will continue to follow up on the fashion show."

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Ye Wanlan patted her shoulder, "I won't let you face this kind of thing alone."

Her eyelashes drooped and her pupils were cold.

She had a hunch that the risk this time would be extremely high.

Even if the three top luxury brands and the groups behind them do not suppress Wantianqing Company with all their strength, the group of people hiding in the dark will definitely carry out an all-round pursuit and blockade.

But she would not let these people get what they wanted.

She also wanted to see how big a storm the Global Center would cause.

Ye Wanlan put on his mask and hat again, covering his face, and pushed the door open to go out.

"Miss Ye!" Seeing her coming out, Binghe hurried forward and handed over a card respectfully, "This is from Mr. Ye. This card is valid worldwide. Mr. Ye has urgent matters to attend to. If you have any instructions, just call Mr. Ye directly."

"Let him do his thing. I won't disturb him." Ye Wanlan hesitated for a moment, then took the card. "Thank you."

"Mr. said that you can use this card without worry, Miss Ye." Binghe's mind suddenly jumped and he said, "The credit limit of this card is as unlimited as Mr.'s love for you!"

Iron Horse: "..."

He took a step back silently.

He really didn't want to admit that someone with such bad taste was his colleague and partner.

“Oh? Unlimited credit limit?” Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, without even changing his expression.

She turned the black and gold card over and saw the classic logo of the World Bank.

A towering tree with lush branches and leaves.

But even for World Bank cards, not every card has unlimited credit limit.

Although the number of people who can own an unlimited black gold card at the World Bank is not so rare that they can be counted on one's fingers, they all have names and can be counted.

Ye Wanlan put away the black gold card and nodded slightly: "Remember to remind him to take his medicine on time."

"I will follow Miss Ye's orders!" Binghe was very attentive. "Sir, I have prepared a car for you. Would you like to choose a motorcycle or a car?"

Sure enough, there was a pure black motorcycle and a red sports car parked outside.

Ye Wanlan is a car lover, she can tell the brands of these two cars at a glance——

These are all new styles that were recently released and are limited edition worldwide.

"A motorcycle." Ye Wanlan picked up the helmet and sighed softly, "This red motorcycle looks great, but I'm afraid it will be nothing but a pile of scrap metal when I return it."

Glacier: "..."

Iron Horse: "..."

The two of them simultaneously recalled the fear they felt on that day when they were dominated by Ye Wanlan's driving skills.

Ye Wanlan skillfully got on the motorcycle, started the car, and sped away.

Looking at the figure that disappeared in the blink of an eye, Binghe felt a chill in his heart even though he was not in the car.

It turns out that only their young master can handle such driving skills.

Binghe was very proud: "Tietie, how was my performance just now? Wasn't what I said right? You see Miss Ye is in a very good mood too."

Tie Ma looked at him with some disdain and lazily threw out a word: "Dirt."

"What do you know?" Binghe snorted coldly, "When things are too rustic, they are too trendy. I am just saying what the young master has been holding back."

Tiema didn't say anything. He took out his cell phone and started to tell Yan Tingfeng about the matter openly.

[Young Master]: You have done a good job. I will give you an extra year-end bonus.

Tiema: “???” He looked at the reply in confusion, then looked at Binghe and fell silent.

Does he have to learn this dialect too?

He fought hard for the bonus!

**
At this moment, the main city of Global Center.

This is an extremely tall tower that reaches into the sky, with no end in sight.

This is the most iconic location at the Global Center - the Tower of Babel.

This tower was built three hundred years ago, and its meaning is the same as its name, which means reaching to the sky.

On one floor of the Tower of Babel, there is a huge circular conference room.

There was a long table in the conference room, and on both sides of the table were people in formal attire, both men and women, of different races, mostly elderly.

"Those Jidao guys are really going too far!" A middle-aged man slammed his hands on the table and roared, "Can't we really kick them out of the Global Center? If they keep going like this, they will become more and more arrogant sooner or later!"

Just a while ago, he received news that Jidao had caused a big incident again and had started a fierce battle with other organizations in the main city.

"Elfman, this is a general meeting, please pay attention to your appearance." A woman said calmly, "I can't stand people making noises, it will make my recent headaches worse."

The middle-aged man with an angry face seemed to have lost his temper and immediately sat back down. "I'm sorry, Miss Christine, I was too impulsive, but the people from Jidao really went too far. They are no longer satisfied with acting recklessly outside the main city!"

Kristen slowly raised her head: "If it's just a small matter like this, there's no need to talk about it at the general meeting."

The plenary meeting of the Global Center is attended only by the top leaders of each force.

Christine Constance is not only the president of the World Bank, but also the eldest daughter of the Constance family.

Even though she is only in her twenties, which is out of place compared to the average age of the other people at the long table, who are in their sixties or seventies, her authority is higher than many of them.

When she spoke, she also represented the views of the two major forces, the World Bank and the Constance family.

The middle-aged man wanted to say something else, but because the person who spoke was Christine, he had to endure it.

"The Jidao style has always been like this. The Global Center has a peace faction, so naturally there must be a fighting faction." The old woman holding the Buddhist beads said indifferently, "Without the Jidao to balance it, it would be bad."

"The only big event recently is the fashion show." An old man rang a bell and spoke slowly, "This year will soon be over. I hope you won't cause any more trouble. Let's welcome the next year smoothly."

Upon hearing this, everyone at the long table looked solemn.

Next year will be a crucial year for the Global Center.

It is not just Shenzhou University that has changed its admissions methods. Several major forces, including the International Strategic Institute, the World Cultural Heritage Center, and the International Group, all have new plans and goals.

"Okay, today's meeting is over. Let's adjourn." The person at the end of the long table finally spoke, "Christine, please stay for a moment."

"I'm busy." Kristen stood up and said coldly, "I have something to do. I need to find someone else."

The middle-aged man who spoke earlier couldn't help but take out his handkerchief and wipe the cold sweat from his head.

This Miss Christine is even bolder than the rumors say. She even dares to refuse this person's order. She is really arrogant.

The man was silent for a moment: "Then next time."

Christine nodded and left the meeting room.

A young butler had already stepped forward and respectfully handed her her coat: "Miss, where are you going next?"

"I'm taking a break today, so you don't have to follow me." Christine casually picked up her coat and draped it over her shoulders. "I'm going to meet a friend I've known for years but haven't met yet."

"Friend?" The young deacon was stunned, very surprised by the answer.

Miss Christine has always done whatever she wants and behaved extremely perversely.

She appears to be calm and elegant, but in fact she has a very strange temperament and few people can be truly accepted by her.

The Constance family, Christine's original family, also made her temperament very cold.

The young butler reacted quickly and bent down: "Do you need to prepare a gift for your friend?"

"It's not quite accurate to call us friends." Christine smiled. "The word friends is still too shallow to describe the relationship between us. To use the words of the Shenzhou people, we should call them 'best friends'."

The young deacon's expression froze.

Chinese is a required subject at Shenzhou University, so of course he could understand the meaning of this ancient Shenzhou word.

Who is the person that Miss Christine calls her “best friend”?
Kristen took out her phone and opened a private chat.

[The Richest Man in the World]: I will come to you when I am done with my work.

See you tomorrow~~