Beauty's Supreme Expert

C1467 Employee 18



C1467 Employee 18

2Just after two seconds of effort, Ye Tianloong was immediately drenched by Lin Fann's words. One hundred million underworld dollars, how much could this be worth?    

    

"Boss Lin, are you sure you're not joking? You're just asking for one hundred million underworld coins?"    

    

After sitting back down, Ye Tianloong frowned: "How much face do you want? A thousand? Ten thousand? A hundred thousand? "    

    

"Of course the bigger the face value, the better. Think about it. I'd have more than a hundred thousand yuan in face."    

    

Seeing the disdain in Ye Tianloong's eyes, Lin Fann quipped, "Other than the underworld currency, I still want your dolls. As for the quantity, give me a temporary ten sets. I'll go back and experience what it feels like."    

    

"Boss Lin, I'll let Mannru take a look."    

    

Seeing that Lin Fann wanted to continue, Ye Tianloong said without any interest, "I remember that I still have some matters to attend to. Mannru will bring you to the finance department to pay you later."    

    

"That's fine. Director Ye, you go ahead. I'll go find Mannru."    

    

Seeing that it was about time, Lin Fann shook hands with Ye Tianloong and said, "I believe that we will meet again soon, Director Ye."    

    

"Hur hur, Boss Lin take care, I won't send you off."    

    

After wiping his pants, Ye Tianloong lit a cigarette and took a drag. The disdain on his face became thicker and thicker.    

    

After exiting the office, Lan Mannru, who had been waiting outside for a long time, immediately came up to him. "Lin Fann, have you finished discussing business?"    

    

"Director Ye happily agreed to a 100 million RMB deal."    

    

The corner of his mouth curved, Lin Fann indicated and said: "Isn't this the same as asking you to take me to see your company and buy this 100 million yuan product while you're at it."    

    

With a laugh, Lan Mannru rolled her eyes at Lin Fann, "I see that Director Ye was angered to death by you, even if you converted 100 million products, it would only be worth less than 50 dollars."    

    

"No, no, no, your boss just said that he would pay a total of one thousand hundred thousand yuan and then add in some dolls. I think it should be around one hundred yuan, no matter what."    

    

"Shameless, Lin Fann, you're so shameless."    

    

Lan Mannru led the way and said, "Follow me. Let me introduce you to the company's structure and sample."    

    

"Mannru, this sample is fine. I want to see your office environment. The most important thing is your # 19 seat."    

    

Lin Fann took a long look at Ye Tianloong's office, then left and followed Ye Tianloong: "100 million business, I'm coming."    

    

Hmph, little city boss.    

    

Looking at Lin Fann's proud expression through the window, Ye Tianloong snorted coldly and said, "With that little ability of yours, you actually dared to call yourself a great deity and even passed down your legacy for three generations, you don't even know how to boast."    

    

As the cigarette filled the air, the yellow paper in the trash can flew up into the air with a flick of his finger. After spinning a circle, it suddenly broke into pieces and then each of them was burned into ashes.    

    

"No.18 is ready for harvest, next is No.19."    

    

When his eyes landed on the number 19 on the calendar, Ye Tianloong's mouth curved into a smile: "Going down the mountain to cultivate is much faster than going up the mountain. According to this cultivation speed, I'll be able to amaze next year's people with Luotian Festival. Haha."    

    

Hm? This is?    

    

Lin Fann, who was following behind Lan Mannru, suddenly stopped and touched his chin thoughtfully. "Mannru, what day is it today?"    

    

"Number 18, what's wrong?" Seeing that Lin Fann had suddenly stopped, Lan Mannru asked curiously, "Is there something wrong?"    

    

"I'm just asking out of curiosity. Today's the 18th, so tomorrow's the 19th."    

    

The number 19 appeared again. Lin Fann finally caught on to something: "Does your company have an employee with number 18?"    

    

"Of course, I'm already number nineteen. I'm definitely number eighteen."    

    

Bringing Lin Fann to the seat, Lan Mannru pointed to the one in front: "Number 18's staff is sitting in the front, is that so?" When did you change it to number seventeen? "    

    


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