I Have 30 Billion More Cards

Han Fei asked.

"that…"

Lin Fei suddenly got stuck.

"Ugh!"

"There are more houses."

"It's also very sad."

He sighed suddenly.

Pfft! Han Fei couldn't help laughing.

This bastard! Isn't that showing off that you think I can't afford it! I really can't afford it.

"Don't make me laugh."

She pursed her lips.

"All right!"

This is what you asked me first.

Lin Fei said in his heart.

They rested for a while in Southampton and ate something.

It was almost three o'clock when they set off and returned to the Sinnick Hills Golf Club.

Halfway through the car, Keya called.

John.

Mena has arrived.

This is a very responsible woman.

Lin Fei made the car a little faster.

He has to be at John.

Meet each other before Mena Golf.

They arrived just in time.

When Lin Fei got out of the car, John.

Mena is still here: Organizing his golf gear.

"That's John.

Mr. Na."

"I won't go."

"Mr. Lin, I wish you good luck."

After a little secret introduction by Koya, she left

opened.

For her, this was actually a violation, and she shouldn't have revealed the client's identity.

But everyone here knows that such violations are hard to avoid here.

Because many members of the Sinnick Hills Golf Club, the purpose is to connect with others here.

Lin Fei took a look, John.

Mr. Menor was a tall, lanky man, in his forties, with a somewhat serious expression.

"Lin Shao!"

"John.

The older man next to Mr. Mena."

"Looks like the president, Misiel."

Han Fei suddenly reminded Lin Fei.

It was business at this time, and Han Fei naturally wouldn't joke around casually.

Misier Linfei stopped.

Taking a closer look, Misier looked about 70 years old and seemed very refined on the outside.

But anyone who knows Misier's character knows that this is a ruthless man.

Lin Fei had also heard about this person.

Misier's personal worth has also reached the club of hundreds of billions of dollars.

In front of him are the president of Amazon and the president of Microsoft.

This is a very controversial figure, the wolf in the cashmere sweater, is his nickname.