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Chapter 609 Mission Recruitment
"It's not too much. The combined shares of my deputy manager Bai Masheng and I are about 40.00%." ​​Jiang Cun replied sincerely.

"Okay, if you want to sell, I can buy them all."

Ye Fan didn't hesitate.

Having money without making money is a fool.

It's less than a month away.

Blue Spring Energy will experience a rebirth from Nirvana, and the stock market will explode.

At that time, the money earned will be eighty times that of now.

It is impossible to remind Jiang Cun.

One is that he cannot divulge the secret.

The second is that it is not necessary.

Originally, he was someone else in two lifetimes, so why bother to express his bad kindness.

"Really? The full amount? Cash?"

Ye Fan said unhappily: "If I pay on credit, do you agree to sign the contract?"

"Ha ha……"

Jiang Cun smiled embarrassingly, excited.

bought its own shares.

Ye Fanke officially became the first shareholder and leader of Lanchun Energy.

The children were starving to death.

Can he sit idly by?
Funding can be settled.

This is the first reason why he wanted to sell his shares.

Of course Ye Fan understands, isn't it just to be a cash machine for a while.

No problem at all, not bad money anyway.

"The price will be based on the market value, and then I will give you an additional 1000 million to run the company well. If there is a problem, I will only ask you."

"Okay, okay! Don't worry, I will do my best."

It took two days to trade shares.

There are too many messy things like signing contracts, transferring equity, and so on.

Today is finally over.

Ye Fan also found new things to do.

In order to prevent Sun Shiyin and Anyang from discovering her hooliganism.

He decided to intercept Ouyang Yi halfway, and told him not to show up at the Jiangcheng Warrior Association.

Otherwise, your own affairs will be exposed.

Although there is no substantive punishment, the fame of the first life is destroyed, which is really not worth the loss.

Ye Fan asked Sun Shiyin about it.

Although Ouyang Yi belonged to the Warrior Association, he traveled abroad all the year round.

Specially received civil missions to complete.

Not only can it punish evil and promote good, eliminate harm for the people, but also obtain huge profits and inject huge funds into the association, which is extremely conscientious.

And this time.

Ye Fan came to a secret clubhouse in Jiangcheng.

This is a place where folk warriors organize themselves.

They are similar to mercenaries, who are responsible for solving all kinds of difficult and chores for the rich.

Ye Fan was curious at first.

Why didn't the association include these floating warriors.

It was later learned that these warriors were roughly divided into three parts.

Some of them are not strong enough and not qualified enough.

The other part of the idle cloud and wild cranes are used to it, and they can't join the association at all.

There are also some people from the martial arts sect, who are rooted in Miaohong, and they don't need to join the martial arts association at all.

It has its own set of rules.

"Hi sir, please show the invitation letter." The receptionist at the entrance of the club said politely.

Ye Fan took out the logo of the Martial Artists Association from his pocket: "I don't have an invitation letter, is this okay?"

"Warrior Association? Of course you can go in, welcome."

"Thank you!"

Ye Fan entered the club, only to find that there is a world inside the ordinary club.

The whole clubhouse was covered with a good-smelling qi.

Concentrating and calming down, taking a sip, the whole mood is much more comfortable.

"Boy, don't block the way at the door, go in quickly."

An angry voice sounded from behind Ye Fan.

He turned his head slowly.

What catches the eye is a shiny big bald head.

Ye Fan's eyes are very sharp.

At a glance, he can see that his baldness is not so complete, and there are still a few hairs fluttering stubbornly on his scalp, stubbornly taking root and refusing to leave.

This is a middle-aged man with a very ferocious expression.

"Are you talking to me?"

Ye Fan frowned.

He came to look for Ouyang Yi, not to be trampled on.

Someone dared to play tricks on me, I was really tired of it.

"I'm standing here blocking you, what's the matter?"

If only he spoke well.

Ye Fan might feel sorry and get out of the way.

But with such a bad attitude and mouth full of dung, that's absolutely unbearable.

"What? How dare you scold me?"

Bald Naoliang was very surprised, but what surprised him the most was not Ye Fan's attitude, but Ye Fan's sky-defying hairline and volume.

It's too thick.

A man's hair is so smooth.

It seems that every hair is dancing like an elf.

Coupled with his heaven-defying appearance, it can be said that his skin is as smooth as fat and jade, which is an insult to him.

No one can understand it at all.

How important hair is to a middle-aged man.

Anger rose steadily.

Bald Naoliang said viciously.

"Do you know who I am?"

His loud voice attracted many people's attention.

"Huh? Feng Han? Master Han?"

"Did this handsome guy offend Mr. Han? He's a famous person in the clubhouse, so he dared to challenge him, how brave he is."

"Who says it's not, and Master Han is notoriously difficult to deal with, this is not going to end well."

Hearing the compliments from the people around him, Feng Han gradually swelled up.

He raised his head and looked at Ye Fan with his nostrils, majestic.

Ye Fan didn't care about the gazes around him, and said calmly.

"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know, but don't you know what politeness is?"

"Didn't your former teacher tell you to be civilized and not to spray shit all over your mouth?"

what?
Contrary to Lord Han?

The people around were dumbfounded, and seemed to be looking at Ye Fan with pity.

really.

Feng Han's eyes showed a fierce light, and his head seemed to become more dazzling in an instant.

The aura on his body was rising layer by layer, as if he was about to make a move.

Everyone avoided Ye Fan.

For fear of being harmed.

in a moment.

There was a vacuum around Ye Fan.

The whole scene is on the verge of breaking out.

Suddenly, a thick and majestic voice resounded through the entire club.

"Everyone, be quiet and listen to me."

In an instant, needles could be heard in the noisy clubhouse, and there was no sound, and everyone turned their eyes to the speaker.

He is the director of the clubhouse and the convener of all warriors.

Even Feng Han, who was furious just now, became behaved.

He could only walk up to Ye Fan and threaten in a low voice: "Boy, don't let me meet you again, or you will suffer."

"roll!"

"you"

The president seemed very satisfied with his power, and smiled lightly: "Everyone, don't be cautious, I just issued a few tasks to everyone."

"I think everyone has heard that the Muyang Real Estate Group is going to recruit a bodyguard recently."

"People call for powerful warriors for a period of three years."

"The bid is 1000 million, does anyone want to sign up?"

Ok?
Mu Feng is actually recruiting bodyguards?
Hehe, it's really interesting.

"This one……"

Everyone fell into hesitation.

"The task is good, but the cycle is a bit long."

"Yes, 1000 million in three years, and more than 300 million in a year, maybe you can earn it if you work hard."

(End of this chapter)