My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet

 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 also treat them with great ceremony to show respect.

Fang Qingli's eyes lit up: "Are they those foreign aids that Sister Lan used to find 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 all kinds of extraordinary abilities.

To be able to cover all the large advertising screens in the world is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

"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 Banlan 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?"

Sure enough, 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? Is what I said 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.

Tiema: "???" 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 middle-aged man with an angry face seemed to have lost his temper and immediately sat back: "I'm sorry, Miss Christine, I was too impulsive, but the Yakuza people really went too far. They are no longer satisfied with being in the main city. Act recklessly!”

Kristine slowly raised her head: "If it's just such a small matter, there's no need to say it in the plenary meeting."

The plenary meeting of the Global Center can only be attended by the highest level 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 and is incompatible with the average age of the other people at the long table, who are sixty or seventy years old, she has higher authority than many people.

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 more, but since the speaker was Christine, he could only endure it.

"The style of the Yakuza has always been like this. If there is a peaceful faction in the Global Center, there will naturally be a fighting faction." The old woman holding the prayer beads said calmly, "It would be bad if there is no balance from the Yakuza."

"The only big thing lately is the fashion show." An old man rang the bell and spoke slowly, "This year is coming to an end soon. I hope you won't cause any more trouble. Let's welcome it smoothly. next year."

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

Next year will be a crucial year for Global Center.

It is not just Shenzhou University that has changed the way it recruits students. Several major forces, including the Institute of International Strategic Studies, the World Cultural Heritage Center, and the International Group, have new plans and goals.

"Okay, today's meeting is over. Dismissed." The person at the end of the long table finally said, "Kristen will stay for a moment."

"No time." Christine stood up, very 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 wiped 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."

Kristine nodded and left the conference room.

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

"It's off today, you don't have to follow me." Kristen picked up her coat casually and put it on her shoulders, "I'm going to see a friend I've known for many years but haven't met yet."

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

Miss Christine has always done whatever she wants and behaves extremely surly.

She looks peaceful and elegant on the outside, but in fact she has a very eccentric temperament, and few people can really accept her.

The Constance family, the original family, also created Christine's very indifferent temperament.

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

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

The young deacon's expression turned serious.

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

What is the origin of the person that Miss Christine can call her "best friend"?

Kristine took out her phone and opened the private chat.

[The richest person in the world]: I’m going to find you now that I’m done.

See you tomorrow~~