Chapter 370 World Bank, Unlimited Black Gold Card! 【2 updates】


    In her previous life, she would also receive foreign guests from Beilu and other regions with great respect to her.


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


    How many mysterious netizens Ye Wanlan has? This is also a mystery.


    But the only undeniable point is—


    Every netizen in Ye Wanlan has various supernatural skills.


    Able to cover all the advertising screens around the world, such a big deal is not something that ordinary people can do.


    "Yeah." Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, "They are all working at the Global Center. I''m here for the first time and I happened to meet them."


    Fang Qingli nodded: "Sister Lan, don''t worry, go to see netizens. I will continue to follow up on the fashion show."


    "Don''t worry, I''ll be back soon." Ye Wanlan patted her on the shoulder, "You won''t face such a big thing alone."


    Her eyelashes drooped and her pupils were cold.


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


    Even if the three top luxury brands and the group behind them do not fully suppress Wantianqing Company, the group of people hidden in the dark will definitely pursue and intercept them in all aspects.


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


    She also wants to see how big the global center will be.


    Ye Wanlan put on a mask and hat again, covered his face, and pushed the door out.


    "Miss Ye!" Seeing her coming out, Binghe hurried forward and respectfully handed over a card, "This is given to you by the teacher. This card is universal. If you have urgent matters, you must be busy with. If you have any instructions, just call the teacher."


    "Let him be busy with him, I won''t disturb him." Ye Wanlan pondered for a moment, but still picked up the card, "Thank you."


    "Mr. Ye, you can use it with confidence." Binghe''s brain twitched and suddenly a sentence came out, "The amount of this card is as limitless as the love Mr. loves you!"


    Iron Horse: “…”


    He took a step back silently.


    He really doesn''t want to admit that a person who tastes so rustic is his colleague and partner.


    "Oh? Unlimited limit?" Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, and his eyes did not change for a moment.


    She turned the black and golden card behind her back and indeed saw the classic World Bank logo—


    A towering tree with lush branches and leaves.


    But even World Bank cards are not every one of them has an unlimited limit.


    Although people who can have unlimited black gold cards at the World Bank are not rare enough to count, they also have names and surnames.


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


    "As long as Miss Ye''s orders!" Binghe was very attentive, "Sir, have you prepared the car for you. Can you choose a motorcycle or a car?"


    There was indeed a pure black motorcycle and a red sports car outside.


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


    All are newly released not long ago, and are limited to the world.


    "Motorcycle," Ye Wanlan picked up his helmet and sighed softly, "This red car looks very good. I''m afraid it will be a ball of scrap iron when it comes back."


    Ginghe: “…”


    Iron Horse: “…”


    The two of them recalled the fear of being dominated by Ye Wanlan''s driving skills that day.


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


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


    Only the young master can bear such driving skills.


    Binghe was very proud: "Tie Tie, how did I perform just now? Isn''t I wrong? Look, Miss Ye is in a good mood too."


    Tiema glanced at him with some contempt and lazily threw out a word: "Tu."


    "What do you know?" Binghe snorted coldly, "It''s the ultimate tide. I''m saying what the young master is holding back."


    Tiema didn''t say anything, took out his cell phone and started to report to Yan Tingfeng openly.


    [Young Master]: I did a good job and I will give you an extra year-end bonus.


    Tiema: "???" He looked at the reply in confusion, then looked at the Glacier, and began to remain silent.


    Could it be that he also wants to learn this kind of local dialect?


    For the bonus, he fought hard!


    **


    At this moment, the main city of Global Center.


    This is an extremely high tower, which goes straight into the sky and cannot see the end at a glance.


    This is the most iconic location in the Global Center - the Tower of Tongtian.


    This tower was built three hundred years ago, and its meaning is the same as its name, and it wants to reach the sky.


    There is a huge circular conference room on one floor of Tongtian Tower.


    There was a long table in the conference room, and there were people wearing formal clothes on both sides, including men and women, and most of them were elderly people of different races.


    "That group of people in the sensation are really getting more and more excessive!" A middle-aged man slapped the table with both hands and roared, "Can''t you really drive them out of the Global Center? If this continues, they will sooner or later become more and more arrogant!"


    Not long after, he received the news that Jidao had something to do again, and he actually started fighting with other organizations in the main city.


    "Elfman, this is a plenary meeting, please pay attention to your image." A woman said lightly, "I can''t stand others'' big quarrels, which will aggravate my recent headache."


    The middle-aged man with an angry face seemed to be silent and immediately sat back: "Sorry, Miss Christine, I was too impulsive, but the people of the extreme are really too much. They are no longer satisfied with acting wantonly outside the main city!"


    Christine slowly raised her head: "If it was just such a small matter, there was no need to say it at the plenary meeting."


    The plenary meeting of the Global Center can only be attended by the highest-level 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 this year and is incompatible with the average age of sixty or seventy for others on the long table, her authority is higher than that of many people.


    As soon as 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 speaker was Christine, he could only endure it again.


    "The style of Jidao has always been like this. There are peace schools in the global center, and naturally there are combat schools." The old woman holding Buddhist beads spoke indifferently, "It is not good if there is Jidao to balance."


    "The only major event in recent times is fashion shows." An old man roamed the bell and spoke slowly, "This year is about to pass, and I hope you don''t cause any trouble. Let us welcome next year smoothly."


    Hearing this sentence, the people on the long table looked solemn.


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


    Not only has China University changed the way of enrollment, but several major forces including the International Institute of Strategic Studies, World Cultural Heritage Center, and the G2018 have new plans and goals.


    "Okay, today''s meeting ends here and the meeting ends." The person at the end of the long table finally spoke, "Kristen stays for a while."


    "No time." Christine stood up, very cold, "I have something to do, look for someone else."


    The middle-aged man who spoke before couldn''t help but take out his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat that came out of his head.


    This Miss Christine is more bold than the rumored one. She dares to refuse this person''s orders, and she is really arrogant.


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


    Kristen nodded and left the conference room.


    A young deacon came forward and respectfully handed her coat: "Miss, where are you going next?"


    "You don''t have to follow me today." Christine picked up her coat casually and draped it over her shoulders. "I went to meet a friend I''ve known for many years but hadn''t met."


    "Friend?" The young deacon was stunned and was very surprised by this answer.


    Miss Christine has always been at will and acts extremely ruthlessly.


    Her appearance seems peaceful and elegant, but in fact she has a very strange temperament and few people can truly accept it by her.


    The Constance family, the original family, also made Christine very indifferent.


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


    "It''s not very accurate to say that it''s a friend." Christine smiled, "The word friend is still too shallow to describe our relationship. In the words of Chinese people, it should be ''best friendship''."


    The young deacon''s expression trembled.


    Chinese is a must-learn subject at Shenzhou University, so he can certainly understand the meaning of this ancient Chinese poem.


    What is the origin of the person who can make Miss Christine call her "the most friendly"?


    Christine took out her cell phone and turned on her private chat.


    [The world''s number one rich]: I''m going to find you after the work is over.


    See you tomorrow~~