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Chapter 1992

At the entrance of Huanghao Hotel, countless people flocked to it.

They all wanted to go over and curry favor with Yecheng!

Farewell to King Tianlong!

At this time, the taxi driver was already scared.

He looked out of the car window in amazement.

Seeing a group of people rushing towards him.

What's going on?

Are these people all brain diseases?

Why are you rushing to pay the fare for a small waiter?

And it seems that each of these people is rich and has little assets.

Anyone who comes out is hundreds of times better than him, a taxi driver!

They are all people he can't afford to offend!

He is a taxi driver, but he has never seen such a situation. He was so scared that he was so shocked.

By the time he realized it, Ye Cheng had already handed over the car money through the car window.

"Driving Master, car money."

The driver glanced at Ye Cheng and couldn't help swallowing.

"You...you are sick!"

After saying that, he quickly drove away.

I still muttered something, this is so scary!

Is a small broken waiter so awesome?

Is this world crazy?

I am sick, but I am not very sick!

At this time, Wang Tianlong was ordering several of his men with an unhappy expression: "Driving these people away will disturb Mr. Ye. Can they afford to take responsibility?"

After responding, the men immediately drove the onlookers.

All the onlookers were shocked by Wang Tianlong's words.

Mr. Ye!

Where did you come from such a Young Master Ye?

And the young man with a buzz cut who started to flatter Wang Tianlong was sweating coldly at this time.

This person who took a taxi to Huanghao Hotel was actually Mr. Ye!

Damn, I just said that!

He said that Mr. Ye was a rustic man, and said that Brother Tianlong was the ancestor of Mr. Ye.

No wonder Brother Tianlong looked at himself with that kind of eyes just now!

It's finished!

This is over!

But he didn't know that Ye Cheng didn't take him seriously at all.

At this time, Ye Cheng saw that Wang Tianlong was asking his men to drive away everyone. Ye Cheng frowned slightly and waved his hand and said lightly: "Forget it, we are just here to discuss cooperation with each other. There is no need to be so high-profile."

Wang Tianlong was stunned when he heard this and hurriedly said, "What Mr. Ye said is that I am not thinking carefully enough!"

Ye Cheng shook his head and signaled that Wang Tianlong did not need to explain too much.

However, this time he went to Huanghao Hotel, so many people watched him, which really made him feel a little unhappy.

Wang Tianlong saw what Ye Cheng was thinking at a glance, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, and he hurriedly said:

"Mr. Ye, the other party has booked the private room. It is the A-level private room of Huanghao Hotel!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally noisy onlookers suddenly became silent.

Class A private room?

I'll go!

True or fake?

How many people can’t get in even if they want to spend money!

The onlookers just came to the D-level private room of Huanghao Hotel for a meal, posted on WeChat Moments, and pretended to be a dumb.

What's more amazing is that you can go to level C.

There are basically few people who can reach level B.

It's just a rare occurrence.
Chapter completed!
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