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Chapter 1468 50 billion will be there soon

"Master, you really have a clever plan!"

On the seventh floor yard of the Black Elephant League, Hei Tou stood respectfully and looked at Ye Fan and said, "The news came from Black Rose and the others. Chen Bancheng Zhen instigated the prisoners to deal with Mr. Qi and Lawyer Qin and others."

"But they were all resolved by Black Rose and others, and Mr. Qi, Lawyer Qin and others were safe."

"They are going through bail and will probably be back in an hour."

He informed Ye Fan of the news he received, and there was still a sense of admiration on his face.

Ye Fan really did everything he could to fight, and he didn't even have the temper torture in the city.

"Prepare two tables of good wine and good dishes!"

Ye Fan sat in front of the stone table, drinking tea and playing Go.

He had come into contact with him in college, but was not proficient, so he now used it to sharpen his own character.

"After they were released from bail, they asked them to come here for dinner, and I personally welcome them."

"At the same time, use all the relationships you can use for me, and send Mr. Qi and Lawyer Qin to me at midnight."

"Whether it is legal or illegal, we must send them away today."

"After all, Xiangguo is sinking into the territory of Bancheng, and they have a great risk of staying."

He also looked at Bai Ruge who was playing chess with him.

"You can't drive me."

Bai Ruge saw Ye Fan's thoughts and smiled sweetly: "I am resusciting the mess. Once I leave, so many employees will scatter."

"At that time, not only will the promise we made will be mistaken for painting cakes, but the whole Qianying's heart will also be dispersed."

"And I have the protection of my sister Hongxiu, so I will not become a burden to you."

She pinched a white piece and fell down: "You just give me a chance to fight side by side."

Seeing Bai Ruge say this, Ye Fan had no choice but to smile helplessly: "Okay!"

As the evening approaches, the first house is brightly lit.

Chen Bancheng personally sent off more than a dozen close-knit old friends, and then stood in front of a poem about tyranny, flying dragons and phoenixes, and made anger.

Ye Fan's knife at the sales site seriously damaged the confidence of home buyers and made the check-out spread wildly.

The photo wall and dead words made up of three hundred coffins swept across major international headlines in less than a day.

Before this morning, the Peninsula City-State was the richest area, and now it has become the title of ghost town.

In the morning, except for a few intermediary companies under Chenbancheng as a custody, barely sold 100 houses, the remaining 7,900 units were left unattended.

All customers know that if this happens, housing prices will inevitably fall.

If three hundred coffins are not removed, no one will buy them in his life.

No one can’t get along with money, so he chooses to hold the money and wait and see.

Eight thousand houses cannot be sold, and the financial pressure on Chen Bancheng has soared.

First, the bank carefully asked whether part of the loan at the end of the month could be returned as planned.

Then the members of the Wanshang Alliance were anxious and asked him to borrow some money. After all, many members were stuck in today's cash turnover.

The Fubang family also used their relationship to freeze all the 40 billion yuan purchased by overseas customers in the Peninsula City-state houses and transferred them to the First Village International Account.

This is not the most terrifying thing. What makes Chen Bancheng most annoyed are hundreds of capable international customers who have asked him to refund the house payment.

Of course, he can also refuse to check out according to the contract, but in this way, they will also refuse to cooperate with the first banker in the future.

Chen Bancheng worked hard and agreed to check out as much as possible before he comforted the people's hearts.

A hoarse voice rang out casually again: "For more than a month, there are no one hundred and eight billion."

"Although Qianying Company is a piece of fat, considering the international influence, I have always boiled a frog in warm water."

Chen Bancheng walked slowly around the yard: "The frog is not cooked yet, where can I eat meat?"

"On the contrary, because of Ye Fan's appearance, I caught up with a nephew."

"So you have to find a way to turn me over 50 billion."

"Otherwise, I will collapse, and you will not only lose an ally, but also lose the power of the richest man in the country of Elephant."

He came to a utility room in the east corner of the yard, with a bed, a chair, a shot and a map. In front of the map, a middle-aged man stood.

"Old Jiu, your situation is still too small..." In the dark, the middle-aged man who turned his back was filled with regret: "This is also the main reason why you can only rank Block Nine in the Avengers."

"What is a mere richest man in the country of Elephant?"

"In our pursuit, you are the supreme king of the next Xiang King..." He reminded Chen Bancheng.

"The Supreme King is too far away."

Chen Bancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled: "The most urgent task is the 50 billion mark."

"Don't worry!"
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