Otherworldly Architect

Early the next morning, Ming Yan made a trip to the government department first.

He wants to donate hundreds of millions of dollars.

However, the law stipulates that such a large amount of funds must be reviewed by the government first, which may be to prevent money laundering and other behaviors.

This process is not difficult, Ming Yan took ten minutes to fill out the form, and then submitted the information.

The yawning little brother on the counter took a look at the form, his eyes fixed on the amount and he didn't move. After a long while, he looked at Ming Yan with strange eyes and said, "Sir, did you bring the bank's certificate?"

Ming Yan handed over the proof of assets printed early in the morning.

The little brother took this very light and thin piece of paper with both hands, then took a deep breath, his face was a little red with excitement, and he trotted to the back hall.

After a while, a blond woman with **** came out.

The beauty was wearing a very professional uniform, but the buttons on her chest were inadvertently ripped open, revealing white flowers, a soft chest and a bottomless career line.

"Sir, please sign here." Her voice was soft and weak, more moving than most seiyuu.

Ming Yan, who was thinking about dubbing recently, couldn't help but raised his head and looked at her more.

In an instant, two shy little red clouds appeared on the beauty's face, and she lay down softly and her chest was placed directly on the table.

A fresh floral scent permeates the air.

Then Ming Yan pondered: Well, a beauty with a score of 95 probably doesn't like a small job like dubbing.

So he put his head down.

After all the materials were prepared, Ming Yan finally wrote his contact information.

The beautiful woman took it with both hands and looked at him with affectionate eyes: "Sir, would you like to leave one more contact number?"

Clearly: "?"

The beauty blushed even more and said, "I admire a young, promising, talented and beautiful person like you very much, and I hope I can make friends with you. Whether it's singing, drinking, or other entertainment activities, I'm willing to do so in the future. join."

Mingyan thought for a while and said, "No." There is only one alumni association, aha.

The beauty was a little disappointed, but left a business card and said, "This is my business card. I am a senior salesperson here. If you still come here to do business in the future, you can come to me directly, and I will help you deal with it first. ."

Mingyan accepted the business card and said, "Got it."

Under the eyes of beautiful women who are sobbing and complaining and resentful, Ming, ruthless, young and promising, talented and beautiful, designer walked out.

…

Ming Yan has not bought a car yet, and originally planned to take the maglev around the city to his destination.

Unexpectedly, something happened to the maglev today and it stopped working. So he had to rent a small electric wheel on the street and stand on it to automatically find his way to his destination.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Xia Cheng on the way.

A silver suspension car stopped directly on the side of the road, and then the window discolored and disappeared, revealing Xia Cheng's face.

"Where to go?" Xia Cheng asked, "I'll take you off."

Ming Yan hesitated for a while, he didn't like being late, so he said, "Thank you."

Parked the small electric wheel on the side of the road, Ming Yan got into the car.

Xia Cheng seemed to be socializing today. He was wearing a nice little white vest, and his body was as tall and straight as a pine tree.

It is the bloodshot of lack of sleep in the eyes, and the curly hair is also a little asymmetrical, which is probably the trace of falling asleep.

Ming Yan couldn't help but glanced at his head.

Xia Cheng quickly noticed his gaze and said, "My hair is beautiful?"

Ming Yan said: "It is very artistic and creative."

Xia Cheng: "Although I really want to take this as a compliment, your fake smile says it all."

Ming Yan: "Actually, I have been injected with Botox, and this is my real smile."

Xia Cheng: "Botulinum toxin was listed as a banned chemical 2,400 years ago."

Ming Yan: "...I'm sorry, but I'm actually an aging stone from more than 4,000 years ago. I was dug up just a few years ago, and I even learned the language now."

Xia Cheng: "Hello, Mr. Caveman who was injected with botulinum toxin."

Ming Yan: "I'm not, I don't. The cave man was 40,000 years ago, and it's impossible to be as handsome as me."

Xia Cheng said: "Can you be as handsome as you can smash obsidian mines with bare hands?"

He actually played the stalk of "Minecraft"!

Ming Yan looked at him for a long time, then Xia Cheng said uncomfortably, "I haven't played your game, the assistant just told me."

Ming Yan said: "Add a game friend."

Xia Cheng quickly took out his phone and said, "Well."

Ming Yan: "You really have an account."

Xia Cheng was stunned for a moment: "...that's...because...because the works I recommend, always have a basic understanding. I just played for ten minutes, and it feels okay."

Mingyan took out his mobile phone and added him as a friend on the IPP platform.

Then he flipped through Xia Cheng's play record: 300.2 hours.

Xia Cheng changed his sitting position, looked at Ming Yan and said, "I lent my cell phone to my niece to play with. Many times."

Said clearly: "Oh."

Xia Cheng: "It's true!"

Ming Yan put down the phone: "Then your niece is very powerful. She's about to become platinum. Let me introduce you when you have time."

Xia Cheng: "No, she's only 8 years old."

Ming Yan: "Does it have anything to do with age?"

Xia Cheng: "...You don't mean that you are more than 4,000 years old. That's more than 500 times worse than hers. I'm afraid that she will also be damaged, and then start to slap obsidian with bare hands."

Ming Yan: "I am more than two hundred times worse than you."

Xia Cheng: "Impossible, I'm 27."

Ming Yan: "I actually only 'lived' to be 24 years old."

"Ha," Xia Cheng suddenly became excited, "Call me brother."

Ming Yan: "...Thank you, I'm here."

I don't know when, the car has arrived at the destination smoothly.

Xia Cheng was chatting to the point of itching, but he didn't want to let him go, and said, "Why so fast."

The driver suddenly groaned in his heart, but he didn't even guess what the boss was thinking.

He regretted it a little, he knew that he should drive 30 yards and make a circle.

Ming Yan had already got out of the car, put his hand on the shed, slipped his fingers on his other hand in front of his eyebrows, and said with a slight smile, "See you later."

"Goodbye." Xia Cheng pursed his lips and raised the car window.

Mingyan saw his little dimple again.

The car drove away quickly, and Ming Yan looked back.

Half of the class will be donated by Kerry, and everyone agrees to use the rest in one go, so the restaurant this time is quite good.

Just thinking of Kerry, Ming Yan really saw people.

When he went out, he was still shouting back and forth. About seven or eight people in the group circled around him, and they all seemed to have just got off the extended sports car behind.

But at this moment, everyone's faces were weird.

Only Kerri's face was swollen red, he looked at Ming Yan with his nostrils, and said viciously, "Humph!"

Then, with a look of exploding anger, he walked into the restaurant with a slap in the face.

Clearly: "?"

A few attendants walked in with a stinky face, and the remaining classmates greeted Ming Yan awkwardly.

Ming Yan said strangely: "Why did I provoke Kerry? Why did he have this expression when he came."

One of the classmates hesitated and said, "Did you see Kerry's car?"

Ming Yan looked at Kerri's car.

...Well, as a dug up old stone, Ming Yan doesn't know any sports cars. He can only look at the appearance and think it is quite expensive.

The classmate approached a little and whispered: "He is a limited edition commercial car that we have released this year. It is very valuable. I heard that a car costs several million..."

"Yeah," the person next to him helped, "he was in the limelight as soon as he came, and the hotel manager personally reserved a parking space for him. Who would have thought..."

The classmate said: "Whoever thinks that you are here, it will be nothing."

Ming Yan thought for a while: "My car is expensive?"

"Hold the grass, do you really not recognize the car?" The classmates clasped their fists in shock, "Xiaosheng admires! Do you see the little wings on the car? It is the special energy car of the Suzaku Empire. It is never sold. It was sent when the two countries had diplomatic relations, and I have only seen it on the news... In short, one word: awesome!"

He said in a helpful voice: "The manager was standing at the gate of the parking lot just now. When he saw you got out of the car, his eyes straightened immediately. He was sweating profusely, and called the boss with his earphone. I don't know where to let him park. "

Clearly: "…"

Master Xia is really a fighter in the second generation.

Speaking of luxury cars, I can actually afford one now.

But he has always felt that it is unnecessary, these are external things!

He, Ming Yan, was a man out of vulgar taste, a noble man.

He didn't make games for money, otherwise he wouldn't donate 99%.

It's like saying that an author always writes about unprofitable cold subjects when he writes books, so what does he want?

That's for the rainbow farts in the comments, of course!

Every fart is the driving force for the creator to update every day while eating WoWotou with tears. It is the fire of life, the light of desire, and the thirst in the soul.

All in all, the designer Ming, who is indifferent to fame and fortune, smiled freely and entered the hotel.

For the last class activity, I booked a very large box, and the students who arrived first have already started ordering food, and they also ordered a few bottles of wine.

Kerry and Mingyan were both late, but Kerry sat in the corner with a stinky face, and no one paid any attention.

Mingyan walked in and said, "I just happened to be late when the bus was out of service. I'm sorry! I'll have a drink later."

"It's okay, it's okay, many people are late, we all know about it."

As the classmates spoke, they pulled a seat out for him.

As soon as Mingyan sat down, Kerry began to act a demon: "Oh, the Ming champion is here. It seems that it is different after making money. There is no sound for a month, did you immediately forget our classmates? "

Ming Yan said: "Don't dare, I just got a job."

Kerry smiled, stood up and said, "Everyone has seen his work, right? It was recommended on the IPP platform! With more than 100,000 comments, it must have made a lot of money."

The followers jeered and said, "That's right, you're still pretending to be poor! Are you afraid we'll borrow money from you or what?"

Creary raised a hand, and all of them shut up at once.

"I treat all the meals today, and I also treat the twenty-year-old wine," Creary said, "but you have to express yourself a little bit, right?"

Ming Yan said: "I can wrap the rest, and the class fee will be reserved for everyone to give out red envelopes."

The students immediately cheered.

Kerry showed a meaningful smile and said, "Okay, since you said so, then I'm welcome."

After speaking, he clapped his hands.

The door of the box was suddenly opened, the lights dimmed, and then many slender figures walked in gracefully.

There were more than 40 people in total, who happened to be able to make a pair with every student present.

Kerry sat down, raised his legs, looked at Mingyan from the air, and smiled evilly: "Everyone present is an adult. Mingyan classmate, I will teach you how to live a rich life. Let's go."