My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

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

Fang Qingli's eyes lit up: "Are they those foreign aids that Sister Lan found online?"

How many mysterious netizens Ye Turning has is also a mystery.

But the only thing that is undeniable is -

Every netizen who turns the tide at night has a variety of extraordinary abilities.

Being able to cover all the GG large screens in the world is not something that ordinary people can do with such a big deal.

"Yeah." Ye Banlan raised his eyebrows, "They all work in the Global Center. It's my first time here and I happened to meet them."

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

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Ye Banlan patted her shoulder, "You won't be allowed to face such a big event 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 fully suppress Wantianqing Company, the group of people hiding in the dark will definitely pursue and intercept them in all directions.

But she wouldn't let these people get what they wanted.

She also wanted to see how much trouble the Global Center would cause.

Ye Banglan put on the mask and hat again, covered her face, and pushed the door open to go out.

"Miss Ye!" Seeing her coming out, Binghe hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully handed over a card, "This is given to you by sir. This card is valid worldwide. Sir, you have something urgent to do. What do you have?" Just call sir."

"Let him do his thing, I won't disturb him." Ye Banlan pondered for a moment, then took the card, "Thank you very much."

"Sir, Mr. Ye, you can use it with confidence." Binghe's mind twitched, and he suddenly said, "The credit limit of this card is as unlimited as Mr.'s love for you!"

Iron Horse: "..."

He silently took a step back.

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

"Oh? Unlimited?" Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow without even changing his eyes.

She turned the black and gold card over to her back, and sure enough she saw the classic logo of the World Bank——

A towering tree with lush branches.

But even if it is a World Bank card, not every card has an unlimited limit.

Although the number of people who can have unlimited black gold cards in 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 Banglan put the black gold card away and nodded slightly in greeting: "Remember to remind him to take his medicine on time."

"I obey Miss Ye's order!" Binghe was very attentive, "Sir, I have prepared a car for you. Would you like a motorcycle or a car?"

As expected, there was a pure black motorcycle and a red sports car outside.

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

They are all newly released styles not long ago and are limited edition worldwide.

"Let's take a motorcycle." Ye Banlan picked up his helmet and sighed softly, "This red car is very nice, but I'm afraid it will be a piece of scrap metal when it comes back."

Glacier: "..."

Iron Horse: "..."

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

Ye Banglan climbed onto the motorcycle skillfully, started the car, and drove away.

Seeing the figure disappearing in the blink of an eye, Binghe felt his heart skip a beat even though he was not in the car.

As expected, only their young master can withstand such driving skills.

Binghe was very proud: "Tietie, how was my performance just now? What I said was correct, right? You see Miss Ye is in a good mood."

Tiema looked at him with some disdain and lazily threw out one word: "Tu."

"What do you know?" Binghe snorted coldly, "The extreme level of soil is like tide. I am just saying what the young master is holding back in his heart."

Tiema said nothing, took out his cell phone and started to make a report to Yan Tingfeng openly.

[Young Master]: If you do well, I will give you an extra year-end bonus.

Iron Horse: "???"

He looked at this reply with some confusion, then looked at Binghe, and became silent.

Does he also want to learn this kind of dialect?

He fought hard for the prize!

**

At this moment, the main city of Global Center.

This is a very tall tower, reaching straight into the sky with no end in sight.

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

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

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

There was a long table in the conference room. On both sides of the long table were people in formal attire. There were men and women of different races. Most of them were old people.

"The Yakuza people are really going too far!" A middle-aged man slapped his hands on the table and roared, "Can't we really drive them out of the Global Center? If this continues, sooner or later they will Getting more and more arrogant!”

Not long ago, he received news that the Jida was causing trouble again, and they started fighting with other organizations in the main city.

"Elfman, this is a plenary meeting, please pay attention to your image." A woman said calmly, "I can't stand other people making a lot of noise, it will make my recent headaches worse."

The angry middle-aged man sat back immediately as if he had lost his temper: "Sorry, Miss Christine, I was too impulsive, but the people of Jidao are really too much. They are no longer satisfied with acting recklessly outside the main city!"

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

The general meeting of the Global Center is only for 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 this year, which is incompatible with the average age of the other people at the long table, who are in their sixties or seventies, her authority is higher than many people.

When she spoke, she also represented the views of the two major forces of 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 factions in the Global Center, so there must be fighting factions." The old woman holding the Buddhist beads said indifferently, "It would be bad if there is no Jidao to balance it."

"The only big thing recently is the fashion show." An old man shook the bell and spoke slowly, "This year is about to pass, I hope you will not cause any more trouble. Let's welcome next year smoothly."

Hearing this, everyone at the long table looked solemn.

Next year is a crucial year for the Global Center.

Not only has Shenzhou University changed the way of recruiting students, but also several major forces including the International Strategic Research Institute, the World Cultural Heritage Center, and the International Group have new plans and goals.

"Okay, today's meeting ends here, adjourn." The person at the end of the long table finally spoke, "Christine, please stay for a while."

"No time." Christine stood up and said coldly, "I have something to do, find someone else."

The middle-aged man who spoke earlier couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and wipe the cold sweat on 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 deacon came forward and handed her coat respectfully: "Miss, where are you going next?"

"Today is a rest day, you don't have to follow me." Christine casually picked up the coat and put it on her shoulders, "I'm going to meet a friend I have known for many years but have not met yet."

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

Miss Christine has always been free to do whatever she wants and behaves extremely perversely.

Her appearance seems peaceful and elegant, but in fact her temperament is very strange, and few people can really be accepted by her.

The original family of the Constance family also made Christine's temperament very indifferent.

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

"It's not quite accurate to say that we are friends." Christine smiled, "The word friend is still too shallow to describe the relationship between us. In the words of the Shenzhou people, it should be 'best friends'."

The young deacon's expression was stern.

Chinese is a required subject at Shenzhou University, so he certainly understands the meaning of this ancient Shenzhou word.

What kind of person is this person that Miss Christine calls a "best friend"?

Christine took out her mobile phone and opened a private chat.

[The Richest Man in the World]: I'll find you when I'm done with my work.

See you tomorrow~~