The World’s Richest Man Starts From Signing In 1 Million Every Day

"Well, this suggestion is good."

Su Ye nodded in agreement.

"Then except for the art resources, are everything else done?"

"No problem." Wang Yifei picked up a glass of beer and emptied it as soon as he raised his neck.

"However, President Su, our department has also conducted internal tests on this game, but it doesn't feel so fun."

"Not fun?"

Su Ye was stunned.

How could the blood legend not be fun.

The game with the highest number of millions of people online in the past few years was an empty alley.

And even if there is competition from other games because of the external plug-in, the legend of the blood is constantly being entered.

The famous slogan "This is a new version of the ship you have never played before", that's it.

At least a dozen new private servers are opened every day.

In terms of the ability to attract gold, the legend of the blood is definitely numbered.

Such a game was summed up by Wang Yifei's "not very fun".

Su Ye was also speechless.

"Don't worry, you will know about this when the game comes back online."

"Now let's concentrate on making the game well."

Su Ye didn't know why Wang Yifei came to such a conclusion. He had already decided that he would go to the QQ game department when he was free tomorrow to personally experience Wang Yifei's "not very fun" passionate legend.

A meal did not end until more than 10 o'clock in the evening.

Tang Lili and Wang Yifei took Su Ye, who was drunk and confused, back to her residence.

As night fell, a plane landed in the capital of Great Stick Country.

As a neighbouring country of the Longhan Empire, there are a lot of flights between them on weekdays.

Keep going back and forth once a day. If it is during the peak period, Imperial Airlines and Bangzi Airlines will coordinate to increase the number of flights.

As the most central city in the universe, Seoul is still brightly lit at night.

Hu Yidao walked out of the airport slowly.

There is no pick-up ticket and no reception vehicle.

Because he came to Dabangzi country in secret, the employees of Qingyun Technology’s Bangzi branch didn’t even know that the headquarters dispatched people to solve the current problems.

At this time, the person in charge of Qingyun Technology's Bangzi branch is hosting a banquet to entertain relevant officials.

Where would I know that Hu Yidao has arrived.

Hu Yidao walked out of the airport and did not choose the airport bus or the taxi waiting at the gate. He turned left and walked for several hundred meters. He saw a row of black cars parked on the side of the road. He stepped forward and asked in a proficient stick language.

"Go to Jiangnan?"

The driver of the black car who was smoking saw Hu Yidao's generous body, and subconsciously threw the cigarette on the ground and trampled it out, saying, "Go, 55,000 won."

"Huh?" Hu Yidao stared at the driver with a bad eye.

"I came here last week, only 45,000, are you slaughtering me as a fat pig?"

The driver quickly sneered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong just now, it's 45,000, and the guests get in the car."

"Well, faster, I'm in a hurry.""Guest, if you go to Jiangnan here, it will take an hour and a half at the earliest. Even if you are anxious, I can't help it."

The driver said with a sad face.

This guest looks very fierce, maybe from a mixed club.

But if he takes which way, although it can save almost 20 minutes of time, he still has to pay a toll of almost 10,000 won.

This is not worth the gain.

The driver also hesitated for a while.

"Don't worry about the black clothes meeting, they come to charge, I will come forward to deal with it."

"Okay, okay, please get in the car soon, please."

The driver hurried over to help Hu Yidao open the car door. Since he knew the black clothes club, he might be able to exempt part of his tolls.

If you can use this to recognize some of the leaders of the Black Clothes Club, you might be able to follow that path more often in the future.

The car was driving fast on the streets of Seoul, but Hu didn't say a word after getting in the car.

He kept thinking about his plan of action on the plane.

If it is said that the operation of the national community in Gouri is legal, then in the country of Dabangzi, the community is a semi-official organization.

It's just that due to the characteristics of the people of Dabangzi country, the few large groups in their country have always been little known.

The Black Clothes Club is a second-rate society in Seoul.

The main thing is to make money by doing some car bandits and road tyrants. Those industries that really make money, they have no way to get involved.

And Hu Yidao sought them out just to get in touch with a dark hand he left behind.

Before getting on the plane, he had turned off his mobile phone. In addition to reporting his whereabouts to Su Ye every day, he needed to use the bearer phone card he was going to buy in Stick Country during his work.

"Guest, we are going to the Luca of the Black Clothes Club ahead."

The driver of the black car whispered a reminder.

"Okay, when their people come over, I'll talk to them."

Cui Minhao joined the Black Club since graduating from high school.

For some bigwigs, the black club is just a second-rate gang.

But for ordinary people like their family, Heiyihui is a behemoth that he dare not provoke anyway.

After graduating from high school, he successfully entered the black club. At that time, Cui Minhao's father set up three tables to celebrate.

In this blink of an eye, 8 years have passed.

Cui Minhao, who was young at the time, has now learned to have all five poisons.

Hearing the sound of a car coming in the distance, he looked up and saw, oh, a car actually came.

You know, since the black clothes will occupy the only way to Jiangnan Road two years ago, because of the high fees, there are now very few cars still passing through here.

That is more during the day. Once 10 o'clock in the evening, he can only play cards with his men for fun.

"Stop and get checked."

Cui Minhao put on a reflective vest and shouted with a traffic stick.

The driver stopped the car and bowed deeply to Cui Minhao, who was looking fierce: "Sir, there is a distinguished guest in the car. He is also from our black clothes club. He is going to work on Jiangnan Road, so Come here in my vehicle."

"What distinguished passenger, come out and be checked."

Cui Minhao said impatiently.

Recently, many people have pretended to be members of their Black Clothes Club, trying to avoid the high tolls.

"Come out."

Cui Minhao yelled loudly, and the younger brothers beside him kept yelling.

Hu Yidao in the car smiled slightly, unfastened the seat belt fastened on his body and opened the door.

Cui Minhao nodded at the clamoring Cui Minhao, and said, "Minhao."

Cui Minhao found that something was wrong when Hu Yidao got out of the car. When he saw the familiar figure, he was stunned.

When he heard the familiar word "Minhao", he suddenly felt a bit of softness in his legs.

"One, one knife, you, you are back."

The driver of the black car next to him watched this scene in shock, feeling very nervous.

Fortunately, I refused the help of a few black car drivers next to him at the time, otherwise he would cause a catastrophe.

Later, Hu Yidao followed Cui Minhao to the headquarters of the Black Clothes Club.

Said it is the headquarters, it is actually just an inconspicuous residential house on Jiangbei.

There are idle big guys around on the left and right, standing in the corner and looking around.

"Brother Jin Ximing, Brother Yidao is here." (Still not accustomed to what Oppa)

Jin Ximing, who was watching a movie in the room, came out again and again.

After seeing Hu Yidao behind Cui Minhao, a round and fat face covered with pits overflowed with a gloating smile.

As for how Hu Yidao saw the deep meaning of gloating, it is not clear.

"Big Brother Yidao, long time no see, last time I said goodbye, I haven't seen him for at least a year."

"Hurry up, sit in the house, I have sent someone to buy beef bibimbap, and I will deliver it later."

Hu Yidao nodded, hugged Jin Ximing expressionlessly and followed into the room.

When Jin Ximing couldn't see it, Hu curled his lips in disdain.

Is it possible to get a beef stone pot?

I used to be with such a mess, is it a bit too bad?

During this period of time with Su Ye, Hu Yidao mostly went to some large hotels to eat out, at least four-star hotels.

Even if you eat a roadside stall once in a while, it is a very distinctive store.

In the Great Stick Country, this country known as the center of the universe.

When people receive guests, they use a beef stone pot to entertain them. It really is the center of the universe, and it has an internal taste.

"Brother Yidao, is there anything I need to help you when you come to Seoul this time?"

Jin Ximing asked carefully.

He still remembered that for more than a year, Hu Yidao, who had accepted the task, came to Seoul and could make several large societies in Seoul bow their heads in minutes.

For more than a month, Cheonggyecheon and Hanjiang didn't know how many people eventually fell into the water due to accidents of various reasons. When they were finally discovered, they were all floating on the river.

He came this time, will he set off another bloody storm?

This time, the black clothes will say nothing, and will no longer participate in it.

Last time Hu Yidao borrowed their name from the Black Clothes Club and did those things, after he left, the Black Clothes Club changed three bosses in a row.

That is to say, Jin Ximing understood in his heart that he was able to subdue his eldest brothers in time, and then he passed a year safely and steadily.

"Have."

Without even looking at Hu Yidao, he could feel the slightly trembling body of the opposite Jin Xishan.

"You help me get a phone card for Seoul and give me eight bullets."

"in addition……"

"Tell me the address of this person again."

With that, Hu Yidao took a note from his pocket and put it on the table, pushing it in front of Jin Ximing.

"Zhou Zhiruo?"

Jin Ximing blurted out that, as an elder brother with aspirations and ideals, he had accompanied his son to learn Dragon Chinese for about 28 minutes.

"Um?"

Hu Yidao took the note over and looked at it, sweating in his heart.

This is a note he casually wrote from the administration department.

Later, the Administration Department sent him the other party's detailed information, which he wrote down on another piece of paper.

Unexpectedly, I got it wrong.

It was also the first time Jin Ximing saw this kind of embarrassment on Hu Yidao's face.

Can't help but lower his head carefully.

"Here, it's this."

Jin Ximing looked up at the desktop when he heard the words.

A few crooked words were written on that note.

"Zhou Zhilong."

"Secondary member of the Seoul Internet Administration Office."

"Phone, 8734****."

this person?

Jin Ximing searched for Zhou Zhilong's name in his mind and found that he had no impression.

For Long Hanhua, he can barely know some surnames and relatively special individual names.

For example, Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Wuji, Yin Susu, etc.

Because when Hu Yidao came over at the time, he used a copy of Yitian Slaying Dragons to eliminate the tension during the mission.

After he left, that book became a must-read book when the black-clothed man was free to do nothing.

"Big Brother Yidao, I don't know this person."

"However, you can handle all the calling cards and bullets you want."

"Also, are you Seoul just now? Do you need a little rest here."

Naturally, Hu Yidao didn't intend for him to tell himself some information about Zhou Zhilong immediately.

When will they use high technology like the Internet?

It is normal to not understand Zhou Zhilong.

"Give me the calling card and bullet immediately."

"You, how do I rest..."

Hu Yidao turned his head and looked around.

It is estimated that this dwelling will only live in some impoverished mountainous areas in Longhan.

Of course, this is not to say that the poor mountainous areas are not good, after all, the conditions are limited.

But Seoul, as the center of the universe, still has people living in such a place. How would you let Hu Yidao live?

Squeeze the bunk with a group of big guys?

It was still in this kind of house where the leaks happened to rain at night, shivering by the cold wind.

"Uh, this, we are indeed a bit rudimentary now..."

Jin Ximing smiled awkwardly.

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