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Chapter 376 Another Black Gold Card! Slap in the Face [2 more]

If MN Group had not handed the invitation letter to Wantianqing Company, Wantianqing Company would have to struggle for at least another ten years before it could gain a foothold in the international fashion industry.

We have already given Wantianqing Company the opportunity to participate in the big show, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

To take a step back, since China's ancient weaving technology is so miraculous, why is there no fireproof and waterproof technology?
There are at least 800 brands participating in the fashion show this time. Apart from the local brands of the Global Center, more brands come from the Starman Federation Empire.

China should be content that it has a brand that can make it into a fashion show.

"Of course we can't compensate them." The secretary also smiled. "On the contrary, they should reflect on themselves. Why are the clothes they sent the only ones that have problems?"

In fact, the organizers were aware of the fire and would naturally find the culprit if they continued investigating, but there was really no need for them to protect a small company like Wantianqing.

"That's exactly the point." The chairman said calmly, "Have someone send the ashes of the clothes back. If they still argue, then they don't have to attend the show tomorrow."

The secretary bowed and said, "Yes, I will follow your orders."

After leaving the office, the secretary shook his head.

The misfortune of Wantianqing Company lies in the fact that it does not have a strong enough backing and no one to support it. No matter how wronged it is, it can only swallow the matter.

**
Christine slept until nine o'clock in the evening, and she slept very well indeed.

After stretching, she got out of bed, washed up, and started to handle official business.

She turned on her phone and made a video call.

A virtual 3D projection appeared in front of him. It was the young butler.

"Ms. Christine, there are only two people who know that you will go to the Tower of Babel to attend the Supreme Council today." The young deacon said seriously, "One is your father, and the other is your half-brother."

"Oh?" Christine's expression was not surprised. "If it was the two of them, then it doesn't matter who did it."

The young deacon was in a dilemma: "Those old guys in the family are still too traditional. With them protecting them, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to take action."

The Constance family is not only connected with the World Bank, but also involved in other fields. Its internal affairs are intricate and complicated, and far more troublesome than the Yunjing Xiang family.

"Got it." Christine said casually, "Then suspend their credit cards. The Global Center has more than just the World Bank. They must have deposits in other banks as well."

The young deacon understood: "Understood."

"Have you settled the matter with Daxiu?" Christine asked again.

"Sorry, I'm on my way." The young butler apologized, "I spent a long time dealing with the attack on you during the day."

"Just finish it by tomorrow morning." Christine nodded. "After you finish this, you should also take a two-day break. It's not good to be too tired."

The young deacon smiled and said, "It is my honor to serve Miss Christine."

With a "beep", the call ended and the virtual projection disappeared.

Christine opened the door and walked out of the room, smelling the tempting aroma of food.

"Are you awake?" Ye Wanlan waved at her, "Sit down and eat something."

"Oh, right." Christine pulled out a black and gold card from her wallet. "Here you go. It's an unlimited bank card. You can use it as you like. It won't be insufficient. If it's really insufficient, I'll keep earning more."

At this moment, Fang Qingli felt that this "otaku" President of the World Bank was very much like the overbearing president described in novels.

She stared: "Ms. Christine, you are so handsome!"

Ye Wanlan took the black gold card and took out another one.

There is no difference in appearance between the two, except for a line of gold-plated numbers on the back.

One is 007 and the other is 180.

"You already have one?" Christine was surprised. She blurted out, "This card—"

She stared at the number on the black gold card that Yan Tingfeng gave to Ye Wanlan and frowned slightly.

Ye Wanlan asked: "What does the number on the card mean?"

"Yes." Christine said slowly, "The smaller the number, the earlier the card was registered. Cards with single-digit numbers were all registered in the early 21st century, when I was just born."

So this black gold card of 007 was issued by the president of the World Bank in the early th century.

Once issued, this black gold card is valid for life. "So early?" Ye Wanlan pondered, "It seems to be passed down from my ancestors, I'd better give it back to him."

"Who gave it to you?" Christine asked angrily.

Now only she and another vice president can sign such a black gold card, and she thought that the gift she prepared for Ye Wanlan was unique.

"My patient." Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows slightly. "He's a very good person. Sometimes he's a little cute."

Christine was even more unhappy: "I want to fight with him."

Ye Wanlan added: "He is also the only person who does not feel any discomfort and is happy when riding in my car."

Christine: “?”

Three seconds later, Kristen said slowly, "Is the person you describe with these words really a human being?"

How strong must one's physical and mental qualities be to be able to withstand Ye Wanlan's terrifying driving skills?
"Yes, he is a human, but he does have some serious health problems." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "I'll cure your motion sickness first."

She took out a long box from her backpack and selected three gold needles and two silver needles.

Christine was a little curious: "Is this Shenzhou's acupuncture? I have never tried this kind of treatment method."

But Ye Wanlan's medical skills were indeed magical. After a few injections, she actually felt a lot lighter.

Every time she gets carsick, she needs a day to rest.

"Alright." Ye Wanlan put away the last needle. "For the rest, you just need to take medicine. One course of treatment is seven days. After three courses, I guarantee that you will not get dizzy even if you ride in my car."

Christine had a blank expression on her face: "I'm not worried about getting dizzy when I ride in your car. I'm worried about my life."

"How could I let anything happen to you?" Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "Just sit back and relax. I'm still here. Your life is safe."

Although this sentence was said in a joking tone, it did bring a strong sense of security.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone rang, and Fang Qingli picked it up: "Sister Lan, it's the show organizer calling."

Ye Wanlan nodded: "Turn on speakerphone."

"Hello, Ms. Fang, the ashes of the clothes have been packed in a box. I wanted to send it back to you, but considering that you will arrive at the show tomorrow." The secretary said, "So it is better not to waste this manpower. When you arrive at the show tomorrow, you can take it back by yourselves."

Fang Qingli shouted angrily: "Don't go too far!"

"Ms. Fang, I understand how you feel." The secretary's tone was polite and distant. "But there is nothing we can do about it. Instead of getting angry here, why not think about what amazing performance Wantianqing Company will bring to the stage tomorrow?"

Every sentence is ironic.

Ye Wanlan was not angry, but smiled: "Of course, that will attract everyone's attention."

The secretary heard a different voice on the other end and was startled at first, then sarcastically said, "Since your company is so confident, we also want to see what it means to be so popular."

He hung up the phone and went to call the chairman back.

At this time, the young deacon also arrived at the organizer's building.

He was very polite: "Miss Christine asked me to do something."

"Please take a seat!" The chairman was flattered. "If Miss Christine has anything to say, she can just call me. Why would you have to come here in person?"

The chairman had never met Christine, but he would recognize her confidant.

It’s just so late now, and the big show is going to start tomorrow, what’s the hurry?

He winked at his secretary, who hurried to pour some water.

"Don't be so nervous." The young deacon said calmly, "It's just that Miss Christine heard that there was a fire at the show and some clothes were destroyed, so she asked me to come and take a look."

"It's a small matter, a small matter." The chairman said hurriedly, "We have already solved it. The damaged clothes belong to a small company and will not affect the big show. Please tell Miss Christine not to worry."

"Miss Christine really likes the ancient gold, pearl and jade jewelry of Shenzhou Wantianqing Company, as well as ancient weaving techniques such as brocade and brocade." The young deacon stopped laughing and said coldly, "She is very sorry that three pieces of Shenzhou brocade were destroyed in a fire. If you don't give an explanation, there will be no need to hold future fashion shows."

See you tomorrow~~