MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 578 Find a benefactor

  Chapter 578 Looking for a sponsor

  Brother Gold Master?

  Ye Changan narrowed his eyes and recalled this guy.

  Actually, it is definitely not uncommon for Xiaonai to mention Rong Qing today.

   After all, the Rong family is a big customer of Xiao Naijin every month.

  The Rong family's business is open in all aspects.

   Open a shopping mall from time to time to cut the ribbon, and from time to time some land needs to be started.

   Includes monthly inspections.

   After all, with Rong Qing's physique, it's not easy or sloppy.

   It is too easy to provoke things that should not be provoked, and it is too fast, and the appearance is different from ordinary people, and it is easy to get bad luck from time to time.

  Little Nai is very worried today.

   I also asked Taoist Sanqing many times how to deal with this kind of thing.

  Earlier, Ye Changan had already paid close attention to this little brother who is the gold master.

  I feel that this person appears too many times in Naijin's mouth.

   It seems that we can finally meet this time?

  He has to take a good look, what is the background of this little brother who is the gold master.

  Ye Changan nodded seriously.

   While he was trying to think about things, he put down Naijin and casually threw the things in his hand into the trash can.

  The people Xiao Naijin has seen should not have any major problems.

   Ye Changan is not too worried about this.

  He was just curious about Rong Qing's physique.

  He has seen a lot of people with special physiques.

  From his master leaking money, to his younger sister who is still a little bald now, there are too many knowledgeable people in this industry.

  Rong Qing, who provokes dirty things, is really unlucky and miserable.

   Worse than his master.

   However, there are signs of various constitutions.

  The physiques of his master and junior sister are all due to their special talents in Fengshui and metaphysics.

   According to what Xiao Naijin said, Rong Qing took control of the entire Rong family business at the age of ten.

Uh-huh-

  Ye Changan was thinking.

  But after all, both Rong Qing and Xiao Naijin are very young, so they won't make people think of going anywhere else.

  He was so serious, just thinking about the screenshots that Naijin showed him every time after receiving money.

   Regardless of his young age and poor physique, he is really rich!

   Rongjia enterprises should not only have industries in Shendu, right?

   There should be traces of the Rong Family Group near Sanqing Mountain.

   After this, building a good relationship will also be a regular income for him?

   is the real gold master!

  Ye Changan raised his hand, clenched a fist with one hand, opened the other hand, and hammered the fisted hand on the palm of the other hand.

  Turn your head to look at Naijin.

   "Today, when the time comes, you can contact your little brother who is the patron, let's meet up, it's rare to have such a fate!"

   But Ye Changan felt a little strange.

  Mainly because Naijin was looking at him with a very subtle expression.

"What's wrong?"

  Ye Changan was a little dazed, and subconsciously reached out to touch his face.

  The originally smiling and gentle face was a little flustered and weird.

   "I shouldn't have done anything today, right?"

  Ye Changan squinted his eyes and recalled in a low voice.

"ah-"

  Little Naijin paused for a moment, and finally made a sound.

   "Brother."

  The little milk's voice was soft and soft, but it sounded a bit weird, as if she was holding back a laugh.

"What's wrong?"

  Ye Changan poked his head over.

   "I will tell my little brother Jinzhu at that time, but anyway, we will meet at that time, so I will push the communication number of little brother Jinzhu to you first, okay?"

   "Isn't that too abrupt?"

  Ye Changan smiled softly, "Let me remember—hey? Where's my phone?"

  Little Naijin finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

  Ye Changan followed her gaze blankly.

  In the trash can, the mobile phone was lying quietly inside.

  Ye Changan: …

  (end of this chapter)