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Chapter 845 Sorry, you are just air(2/2)

car……

Car sail??

His last name is Che?

This surname seems... not very simple??

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes hesitated, she didn't recognize this Che Fan.

Never heard of it either.

But I always feel that this name seems...something wrong?,

Because the surname "Che" is... an unprecedentedly popular surname in Shanghai.

Shanghai-Haihai Chamber of Commerce, chief president.

Okay, my surname is Che!

Is there a connection between the two?

"Let him come over." Qiu Yiren thought about it for a moment and said in a magnetic voice.

"Yes." On the intercom, the bodyguard nodded respectfully.

The bodyguard in front of the motorcade finally made way.

The man who called himself Che Fan walked toward the Maybach step by step with a cigar in his mouth, a straight suit and leather shoes.

His female driver, however, stood respectfully not far away and did not follow him.

Chen Chefan just walked slowly to the Maybach car.

The Maybach car window slowly lowered.

Qiu Yiren sat in the car, her beautiful eyes looking at the man standing outside the car with doubts and curiosity.

She was sure that she didn't seem to know this man?

But, there is an inexplicable feeling of familiarity??

This man seems to have appeared in many large public events?

It's just that he is very low-key. Therefore, Qiu Yiren still doesn't know him.

"Hello, Miss Qiu, I am Chefan." Chefan smiled and handed a business card into the Maybach's window.

Her beautiful eyes were calm under the autumn frost. She took the business card and glanced at it lightly:

[Oriental Group, Chairman, Che Fan.]

When she saw the introduction on the business card, Qiu Yiren's pretty face finally... condensed slightly.

Eastern Bloc?

She... had heard about this mysterious group.

This Eastern Group behaves in an extremely mysterious manner.

However, its real market value has exceeded one trillion!

Even, far above the Yuanxing Group of the Guo family!

It is a truly terrifying plutocratic empire!

However, in the entire Shanghai City, few business friends are aware of the existence of this group.

Because it is so low-key.

All media and institutions will not interview this Eastern Group.

Everyone doesn't know it exists.

I don't know who it belongs to.

According to rumors...behind this group, there are some mysterious urban forces controlling it.

However, no one can be sure whether it is true or false?

At this time, seeing this business card with his own eyes, Qiu Yiren instantly thought of it.

Dongshan Group.

Che family?

all of these.

What a coincidence.

It was such a coincidence that she had to think about it that way.

Chairman of the city's largest general chamber of commerce, Chairman Che.

Are the two related?

"Chairman Che? I seem...where have I seen you?" Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were calm, she looked at the business card and asked calmly.

Car sail outside the car window smiled.

"We have met before. We have passed each other in several public business occasions, and Mr. Che is also relatively low-key, so... we have met several times." Che Fan said lightly.

Qiu Yiren nodded, looked at him, and asked, "I wonder if Chairman Che suddenly stopped my motorcade today...what's the matter?"

Che Fan's eyes were calm and he slowly blew out a puff of cigar smoke.

His tone was indifferent and he said slowly, "I came here today just to say hello to President Qiu and to get acquainted with Mr. Chen."

Che Fan said, took out another business card and handed it into the window of the Maybach.

This business card was handed to Chen Zongheng.

However, Chen Zongheng just turned his head and glanced at him lightly from the corner of his eye.

He didn't pick up Che Fan's business card.

Disdainful.
Chapter completed!
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