Dragon God

Ye Fann walked down from the car and looked at the unremarkable building in front of him as he complained in his heart.    

Who would have thought that Citibank's branch in China would be so hard to find.    

He had made a lot of money in the past few years, but he had also spent a lot of money. Before returning to his home country, he transferred some money to his Citibank account.    

The place to live could trouble Tang Jianrui. After all, he can't rely on Tang Jianrui. After all, he had to spend money, so he thought of this money.    

"Hello sir, how may I help you?"    

Just as he walked through the revolving door, a waiter came up to him and greeted him with a mouth full of fluent English.    

Ye Fann frowned, "I am Chinese."    

"Sorry." Zhang Ying immediately switched to Chinese, apologizing awkwardly.    

Ye Fann nodded, then he took out his bank card from his wallet and passed it to Zhang Ying, "Help me take out all the money."    

"Haha."    

The moment Ye Fann finished, mocking laughter sounded beside him.    

"Young Master Zhang, I'm at work. Please don't disturb my work while I'm at work, okay?" Zhang Ying frowned and snapped at the direction of the voice.    

Ye Fann looked towards the so-called Young Master Zhang. He saw a man dressed entirely in white staring at him playfully from three to four meters away.    

"Ying Ying, do what you need to do, do what you need to do." Young Master Zhang's face was filled with disdain, "I just didn't see any Citibank customers still trying to withdraw all the money from their bank account. It was so hilarious."    

"Zhang Dong!" Zhang Ying scolded again in a low voice, but Zhang Dong was still smiling. He looked Ye Fann up and down, then walked to Ye Fann and asked, "Brother, is it fun?"    

Ye Fann frowned. He was only taking out some f * cking money. Ignoring Zhang Dong, he directly said to Zhang Ying: "Half of the money in the card is 50% Chinese dollars. I need it urgently, please hurry."    

Zhang Dong's expression turned ugly, he did not expect Ye Fann to ignore him.    

Zhang Ying couldn't do anything as she stood on the spot. If she were to leave now to help Ye Fann manage his business, Zhang Dong would probably find trouble with Ye Fann.    

She didn't know Zhang Dong before, but after they met, Zhang Dong was like a fly that stuck to her and even chased her to where she worked, but she just couldn't scold him.    

Zhang Dong's identity was extraordinary.    

Ten million dollars was saved at the bank, and with Zhang Dong's identity, she was completely abandoned by her manager and colleagues. There were even people who kept on persuading her to curry favor with Zhang Dong.    

If it wasn't for the fact that she had to work so hard for the position in front of her, she would have given up long ago.    

"Young Master Zhang, can you not disturb my guest?" Zhang Ying couldn't help but change her tone. If she were to continue on like this, she probably wouldn't be able to carry on even if she didn't resign.    

Zhang Dong giggled, "Yingying, what's so fun about going to work? Why don't we go watch a movie?" That way you won't have to worry about me delaying your work. "    

"Young Master Zhang!" Zhang Ying raised her voice slightly. "Can you respect the work of others?"    

Zhang Ying's eyes flashed with decisiveness as she said to Ye Fann, "Sir, please follow me to the VIP room. I will take care of your business very soon."    

Ye Fann didn't even do anything before Zhang Dong's face changed. He mocked, "With his level, he can enter the VIP room?"    

With that, Zhang Dong's gaze fell on Ye Fann, and said arrogantly, "Brat, you have to be self-aware, and now I want you to find someone else to do business, understand?"    

Ye Fann frowned. Zhang Ying, who was beside him, suddenly exploded.    

"Zhang Dong!"    

Zhang Ying shouted loudly.    

"Let me tell you, I don't think much of you, do you understand?" "Go f * cking back to where you came from, wandering around in front of this old lady every day. You don't f * cking feel nauseous at all, instead feeling nauseous."    

The entire hall became quiet in an instant. Everyone looked at Zhang Ying, flabbergasted.    

Hey... You're a girl, and what are you talking about here?    

Zhang Dong's face was as red as a monkey's butt. Under everyone's gaze, he felt what it meant to be humiliated.    

However, Zhang Ying seemed to heave a sigh of relief as she pulled Ye Fann back, "Come, let's go to the VIP room. Don't bother with this toad."    

Ye Fann lost himself for a moment and subconsciously followed Zhang Ying. It was the first time he saw such a valiant girl in the country, and compared to his former comrade, Hot Rose Ilya, she looked weak and gentle, but she was always a mad dog on the battlefield and could do anything.    

Under Zhang Dong's resentful gaze, Zhang Ying and Ye Fann directly entered the VIP room.    

When the door closed, Zhang Ying was like a frightened rabbit. She released Ye Fann's hand and apologized repeatedly.    

Looking at the guilty Zhang Ying in front of him, Ye Fann sighed secretly. She was still a girl after all, not a crazy rose with pure eyes.    

"I want to get what I want as quickly as possible."    

With Ye Fann's words, Zhang Ying went back to work.    

When the number on the bank card appeared on the screen, Zhang Ying was so shocked that her jaw dropped. She looked at Ye Fann in disbelief, "Mr. Ye, everything..." You have to take them all out? "    

What a joke! One hundred million dollars, almost six Chinese dollars, he had to take it all out, how could a truck fit all of it?    

"A lot?" Ye Fann frowned.    

He had transferred a sum of money, but it was only 100,000 yuan, why …    

No, that little girl volunteered it for me.    

Ye Fann had a wry smile on his face. It was impossible for Zhang Ying to stop now. That little girl must have received the news a long time ago. He remembered that Citibank account was automatically tracking the sum of 100 million.    

"Mr. Ye …" You want them all? " Zhang Ying asked again. In her eyes, Ye Fann had become a mysterious fuerdai.    

Ye Fann rubbed his temples and said with a wry smile, "Just give me a hundred thousand."    

It was already useless for him to regret now, so he might as well think of a way to deal with that little girl. Thinking about how this little girl was naturally familiar with him, he felt an incomparable headache; if he included the father of the doting demon behind the little girl, then even he would be willing to admit defeat and flee.    

"Alright."    

Restraining her emotions, Zhang Ying recovered her ability and immediately began helping Ye Fann.    

Bang!    

The VIP room door suddenly opened, and a fat middle-aged man angrily walked in. Just as Zhang Ying was about to greet him, that middle-aged man immediately started cursing.    

"Zhang Ying, is there anyone who treats their clients like this? Do you know how much of a negative impact your actions have on Citibank? Did a pig eat your brain? Now, immediately apologize to Young Master Zhang! If Young Master Zhang doesn't forgive you, then scram! "