In the spacious hall, Lan Feng sat on the sofa and introduced Su Hanyan and Annie.

After listening to Lan Feng's introduction, Annie showed a slight smile on her face and stretched out her white jade hand: "Miss Su Hanyan, I'm very happy to know you, so please take care of me in the future."

"Miss Anniel, you are polite. I should thank you." Su Hanyan showed a rare smile on her face, and she stretched out her white jade hand and held Anniel's hand with her.

"Smack it..."

Lan Feng clapped his hands with a smile, and a charming smile appeared on his face: "Okay, everyone will get along happily in the future."

Su Hanyan nodded, and was silent for a moment and said slowly: "In order not to attract the attention of others, Miss Anelle will appear in the company as the assistant to the president in the future. When I arrive at the company today, I will issue an appointment notice."

"Okay." Lan Feng nodded: "Annie will go to and from get off work with you."

"Well, the time is almost over, let's go to the company." Su Hanyan nodded.

When Lan Feng slowly came to the billion-dollar company, Su Hanyan's appointment notice had been issued, which caused a stir. No one expected that at this time, an assistant to the president would be airborne, and he was a blonde foreign beauty.

Annielle caused a sensation as soon as she arrived in billions. After all, 99% of such blonde foreign beauties have never seen them.

"These girls came so quickly."

Lan Feng sat in the office, listening to the discussions of people around him, and shook his head with a smile.

Because Annielle and Su Hanyan both took the Rolls-Royce Phantom, they had already arrived at the company. Lan Feng was ruthlessly abandoned by them and could not even get a taxi. In the end, they had to squeeze the bus. In addition, there was a traffic jam. It was already nine o'clock when Lan Feng arrived at the company.

Looking at the busy people in the office, Lan Feng showed a slight smile on his face. After Wen Xiang's strict rectification these days, the working atmosphere of Group Nine is almost the same as that of other groups, which makes Lan Feng quite pleased.

Wen Xiang, who had just finished his work, saw Lan Feng sitting on the chair, and hurried back to his office to make a cup of tea and send it to Lan Feng: "Brother Feng, drink tea."

"Didn't I say I won't drink tea in the morning?" Lan Feng said with a smile.

Wen Xiang quickly said, "Brother Feng, that's it. On the weekend, I visited a knowledgeable old Chinese doctor and asked him some questions about tea. He said that he is most suitable for drinking black tea in the morning. After sleeping for a night, the body is often in a relatively quiet state. Drinking black tea can promote blood circulation, and at the same time it can remove the cold in the body and provide sufficient blood supply to the brain. I have tried it myself, and the effect is very good. So please give it a try."

"You are really mean." Lan Feng smiled and took the black tea handed over from Wen Xiang, then stretched out his palm and patted Wen Xiang on the shoulder: "I have done a good job recently, work hard. If possible, I want to build the Nine Group into a special sales team and enjoy special treatment."

"Really?" Wen Xiang was overjoyed after hearing Lan Feng's words.

"This is my idea. As for whether it can be realized, it depends on you." Lan Feng said with a smile. Wen Xiang has worked hard recently, so Lan Feng also gave him a sweet date, and doing so is more beneficial to the entire company.

"Brother Feng, don't worry, Wen Xiang will definitely work hard." Wen Xiang quickly expressed his loyalty. Since Lan Feng fired Wen Bin in minutes last time, he has more intuitive and clear understanding of the energy contained in Lan Feng.

"Go. Do it well." Lan Feng smiled and was afraid of Wen Xiang's shoulders.

"yes!"

Wen Xiang left excitedly.

Lan Feng was about to turn on the computer, but then he saw four small buns and a cup of soy milk on the side of the table, and a note was left on the side.

"Lan Feng, I said last night to bring you breakfast, but you haven't come yet. I have something to do. Remember to eat while it's hot."

Looking at the note left by Cheng Xiaohan, Lan Feng showed a faint smile on his face. He turned on the computer, put a movie on it, then picked up the buns and soy milk and ate it. Since it was Cheng Xiaohan's wish, Lan Feng naturally could not waste it.

When Lan Feng finished eating Cheng Xiaohan's breakfast, Lan Feng's mobile phone vibrated, and the name displayed on it was McDonald's.

Looking at the name, Lan Feng smiled and pressed the answer button: "Hi, McDonald's, are you doing well recently?"

Moscow, Russia, in a huge castle that looks similar to the Kremlin.

The ancient palaces are all modern decoration designs, and both the walls and the floors use modern 5D technology, giving people the feeling that they are deep in the heavenly palace deep in the clouds.

A middle-aged man with long golden hair was sitting in the middle of the hall, holding a mobile phone with a unique shape exactly like Lan Feng. He looked at the screen in front of him and showed a faint smile on his face.

He looked about thirty years old, with a square face, and a pair of gray eyes that seemed to have a desert, a stubborn face, five gem rings on his hands, and under the brown windbreaker, a golden pistol seemed to be embellished. He looked like a typical super rich man.

If you know his name, you will be extremely surprised, because his name is CT Maidon's, the founder of Mikeson's game company Storm, the developer and operator of Hunter Games, and the richest man in the world!

Of course, he also has a name in the dark world of the West, the God of Time: Cronos!

Only Lan Feng dares to call him McDonald's.

Hearing the sound from his phone, a faint smile appeared on the face of the God of Time Cronos: "It's normal, but you are far from free as tyrant."

"Tsk, your daily income is as low as my King's Palace's ten-day expenses, and you still say you are not as good as me?" Lan Feng sat in the office and heard the sound from his phone, and said with an unhappy look: "Tell me, what's the matter with me? Anyway, you only have one purpose to find me, that's money."

"I'm wrong, it's making money." The phone came Kronos's smile: "There are three months left to be the second anniversary celebration of the Hunter. I have counted that you have 329,780 fans who hope you can make an appearance on that day. You should know that except for the day when the Hunter's public beta, you didn't even make an appearance at the first anniversary celebration in other times. This disappoints the fans who are looking forward to you."

"So you want me to make a debut at the second anniversary celebration?" Lan Feng said coldly.

"No, I hope we can have a happy online game that day." Kronos, the God of Time, leisurely lit a cigar and held it in his mouth: "I have already told several bastards to participate in this anniversary celebration, and none of their answers disappointed me. How about it? Are you interested in having a game with them?"

"According to my estimates, if this anniversary celebration is completed, the profit you can share is enough to meet the expenses of the King's Palace for three years. I think you don't want your little girl Shani who works so hard every day for the expenses of the King's Palace?"

"Tyrant, you are playing leisurely and making so many girls work hard, is it really good?" Kronos, the God of Time, took a chew of a cigar, and the light in his eyes flashed like a demon who saw through people's hearts.

"Give me an accurate time." Lan Feng was silent for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Three months later, it's 10 o'clock in the evening in Beijing time." Kronos smiled and said.

"good!"

After saying that, Lan Feng hung up the phone directly.

"Ha ha……"

Looking at the phone being hung up in his hand, the God of Time Cronos could no longer help, and a loud laugh came from his mouth.

The laughter lasted for five minutes before stopping. Then Cronos picked up his phone and dialed another number: "Aris, how are you doing recently?"

The God of War Ares, the leader of the twelve gods in the dark world in the West, and the combat madman, who was determined to take the tyrant and replace him, became one of the four emperors.

"Don't bother me, don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I'm not interested in your little money." A violent voice came from the phone.

"Oh...it seems that this is the difference between you and that guy Tyrant. No wonder you can only become the leader of the twelve gods, but you will never reach the emperor level." Kronos said with a teasing look on his face.

"Bastard, do you believe it or not, I will fly over and drop your headquarters?" An angry voice came from the phone.

"Well, I really don't believe this. After all, I am the God of Time after all. I can't say that you're taking it off, right?" Cronos smiled and shook his head, not daring to joke about the battle madman again: "You will definitely be interested in what I'm talking about next, it has to do with the tyrant."

"What's the matter?" The voice of the God of War Ares opposite gradually became excited.

"The second anniversary celebration of the Hunter, the Tyrant will be online. Are you interested in fighting with him?" A faint voice came from Cronos' mouth.

"Really? Can I call him?" The ecstatic voice of the God of War Ares came from the phone.

"Of course, but I won't give you the appearance fee. On the contrary, if you want to fight with the tyrant, you have to pay the registration fee. How about charging you 50 million per game?" McDonald's said with a smile.

"Kronos, you bastard..."

The roar of the God of War Ares came from the phone.

Kronos did not speak, but hung up the phone directly.

A moment later, a message came from the phone, but it was a transfer from Ares, which turned out to be 150 million. This combat maniac actually wanted to fight Lan Feng three times.

Looking at the message, McDonald's had a slight smile on his face, took a sip of tea, and then called another phone number: "Harrow, Diana."

Diana, whose English name is Artemis, is the incarnation of female purity. She is known as the god of hunting. She is called the moon god in the dark world in the West. Of course, she also has a unique Chinese name, but it is said that only the tyrant knows it.

"Cronos?" A refreshing voice came from the phone, as if it could purify people's hearts and eliminate their negative emotions.

"That's right, it's me." Kronos took a sip of the cigar and slowly spit out the smoke.

"What's the matter?"

"I have some news about tyrants here." Cronos smiled.

"Bi Chi! Where is that bastard? I have to kill him."

The voice on the phone was filled with strong anger, which made Cronos shiver involuntarily. He couldn't help but secretly sweat for the tyrant. He didn't know what that guy did to make the pure moon god of this woman so angry and so disobedient.

"Three months later is the second anniversary celebration of the hunter, and he will be online at that time. What? Are you interested in fighting with him? The registration fee is 50 million." A light smile appeared on Cronos's face.

"I'll give you 500 million, I'll fight him ten times." The cold voice of the moon god Diana came from the phone.

"this……"

Before Cronos could finish speaking, Diana hung up the phone directly.

Then, Kronos received a cross-bank transfer of 500 million yuan, which shocked him.

How big is this moon god Diana and the tyrant?

However, it was so good to earn 500 million so quickly.

Kronos shook his cigar, took a leisurely sip of tea, and then continued to make the phone leisurely.

If Lan Feng knew what this guy did, he would definitely chop off his head and throw it into the toilet.

This is simply selling tyrants to make money.

This profiteer.
Chapter completed!