With a plop, Sister Yao fell to the ground softly, and she burst into tears and tears.

The commission bonus of 1.8 million is just like that?

Sister Yao now wants to kowtow to apologize on the spot, but the store manager directly asked someone to carry her away.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I'll let you laugh." The manager wiped his sweat and pulled the cute Tang Youyou over: "You can take responsibility."

Tang Youyou looked at the envious and jealous eyes of colleagues around her, and felt like a dream.

She asked foolishly: "Sir, you can't ride so many electric cars."

Chen Qingzhi smiled faintly: "Leave that red two-seater car for me and donate the others."

He pointed outside: "Look at how hard the cleaning aunts on the street work, they can only ride tricycles to work. You can arrange it."

Tang Youyou's eyes widened and she showed excitement: "Sir, you are such a great person."

Chen Qingzhi shook his head and walked towards Minister Liu.

At this time, the little white-collar worker was trembling all over.

Chen Qingzhi only glanced at the teller and pointed to the teller: "She has a good job and helped me solve the problem. Go back and tell President Zhou, and help me get a few cards with a smaller limit."

In recent years, he rarely went out to spend money. In the past, he used to help with these payment matters, but now he feels it is a bit inconvenient.

At this moment, the phone vibrated.

Chen Qingzhi glanced at the information group, but Fang Lingsu from the Divine Doctor Hall had arrived in Hanzhou.

This is the main thing. He nodded slightly to Fatty Liu, rode a cheap electric car and left.

It was not until this time that the little white-collar worker who was huddling in the corner of the wall dared to come out. He rubbed the corner of his clothes and asked the woman uneasy: "Well, that gentleman won't hold grudges, right?"

The woman slapped him again with anger: "Barring, what are you, how could that gentleman remember it in his heart?"

The young white-collar worker swallowed, feeling ten thousand puzzled: "But he is so rich, why buy an electric car..."

Chen Qingzhi rode a cheap red electric car and rushed to the airport.

Hanzhou Hanshan International Airport is huge in scale and has first-class facilities. It is also a top airport in the Jiangnan region.

At this time, the exit of the VIP channel outside the airport terminal was already full of people.

This exit is only a few hundred meters away from the VIP area, and behind it is a temporary parking lot.

From a distance, Chen Qingzhi looked at the parking lot with countless luxury cars, and piles of people gathered there, as if waiting for someone.

Another red banner suddenly pulled up, which read: Warmly welcome Miss Fang in the Divine Doctor Hall!

Chen Qingzhi frowned when he saw it.

That girl Fang Lingsu doesn’t have such a high-profile personality. Moreover, she was invited by her private invitation this time. Why did these people get news?

He rode forward on an electric bike and was immediately stopped by an airport ground crew member.

"Go out, how did you get in this car?" Diqin posed a face and scolded with his nostrils facing the sky.

Chen Qingzhi glanced at the sign next to the parking lot: "It's said that electric vehicles can come in."

The ground officer sneered: "That's before, I didn't see any special VIPs coming today? I can't even stop luxury cars here. Are you still running around with a small electric car?"

"Don't look down on my electric car?" Chen Qingzhi asked lightly by turning the handlebars.

The ground crew is not a fool either. He glared: "Don't frame people, I have never said this. But, for so many years, I have seen someone come in on a small electric bike. This is the VIP exit!"

This kind of person is so common in society. Although he is just a choreman at the airport, he gradually becomes snobbish because he has such a little power in his hands.

If you come now, you can see if he dares to stop him!
Chapter completed!