Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

But for the sake of our ancestors' plan, this money must be spent.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I have a basic principle as a businessman. I guarantee that all orders will be delivered to you in a timely manner within the next month."

Ye Fan smiled gently.

Two trillion in hand! The experiment of artificial S-class hybrid can be put on the agenda, and all his subsequent arrangements can be prepared!

Once the Heavenly Palace is initially established, it will be like making money from money, and his money will only increase.

If there is still a shortage, then we can go and extort money from the major mixed-race families... just cultivate interpersonal relationships.

"Alright, please continue to enjoy the dinner, nephew Ye. This order is not small, I still need to inform the people in the family."

Frost turned and left. He could already imagine the scene of all the elders in the family scolding him.

After all, he was spending the entire family's money, and the daily expenses of all members of Gattuso's family depended on that family fund.

Caesar must be given some pocket money, so the food, clothing and other expenses of all family members will have to be reduced to a certain extent.

"Happy business, Uncle Frost." Ye Fan smiled and waved goodbye.

"Did the transaction go smoothly?"

Finkel walked over. Many ladies had already invited this handsome and strong German gentleman to dance, but he refused them all.

Under Ye Fan's instructions, EVA monitors every part of the Gattuso family in real time.

Thanks to Ye Fan's help, EVA now has mastered 1% of the Alchemy Kingdom - Spirit Recasting.

Although this is only 1%, it is 1% of an alchemy kingdom!

This means that EVA has come into contact with the authority of the spiritual realm. Even if an ordinary person or a half-blood of average strength grasps this bit of authority, it is impossible for them to possess some transcendent power.

But EVA is not.

This is the world's most advanced supercomputer! It has its own personality and the world's most advanced equipment.

Now she has a glimmer of power! And it is the power of the spiritual realm that best suits her!

The current EVA has no worries about being discovered by Odin and other beings while monitoring the Gattuso family. These ancient beings cannot understand the power of modern technology.

Therefore, every move of Finger is now exposed under the eyes of EVA, which can be said to be 360 ​​degrees without blind spots.

EVA will soon regain his body. If Finger acts like a loser at this moment, what awaits him in the future is... a life of kneeling on the keyboard every day.

"Well, it went quite smoothly." Ye Fan responded with a smile.

Finkel grinned: "I can tell from your expression that you have made a lot of money."

"Let me guess how much you made, 100 billion or 1000 billion?"

Finkel asked the question with the same expression of a fly rubbing his hands and a money-grubber look on his face.

Ye Fan shook his head: "Don't insult me, do I look like someone who is so short of money?"

"Ah?" Finkel was stunned.

If you are not the big brother, how can you be so pretentious? Is it an insult to describe you as 1000 billion?

What's the matter? When you visit the Forbidden City, do you still recite the line "This is a humble room, yet my virtue is fragrant?"

Don’t stand on the highest moral point and spit on you!

"We made 2 trillion from this deal," Ye Fan said calmly.

"..."

For a moment, Finkel felt that he was at the top and it was lonely. The moral high ground was too high and he wanted to climb down.

"Oh my goodness, at the rate you're making money, if you were given a few more years, would you still be complaining about where the poverty alleviation list came from when you looked at the Forbes rankings?"

"Alas, this is not something you can talk about. I'm not the principal of Shannan, where gold nuggets can fall off every time I take a few steps." Ye Fan waved his hands in pretended panic.

Finger curled his lips and said, "Haha, you won't drop gold nuggets, you will drop the Star of Africa."

"Well, life has gotten better in Heaven now. We're so rich. This money is enough to provide welfare for hundreds of years."

Finkel said with a money-loving look on his face that he was also a member of the Heavenly Court, and a direct member at that.

Maybe in the future Ye Fan will assign her the position of chief financial officer, and then he will be greedy for a little bit of it, just a little bit.

"Not enough, absolutely not enough." Ye Fan smiled, "Compared to what needs to be built in the future, these are just a drop in the bucket."

“The truly precious things cannot be bought with money, so I have to collect them.”

"Then we can't raise our salaries, right?" Finkel was a little desperate.

"Haha, believe it or not, I can apply China's labor policy to you and make you owe me money." Ye Fan rolled his eyes at Finkel.

"No, please, that kind of life is not meant for human beings."

If the conditions allowed, Finkel would have wanted to lie down and pull up Ye Fan's trouser legs.

That was all his money, his money!

"Okay, okay, I need to ask Senior EVA for a favor first." Ye Fan waved his hand and pushed away Finkel's tough German face.

"I'm always here, junior." EVA's voice sounded through the golden collar lining at Ye Fan's collar.

Chapter 231: Going to Egypt to Pull Weeds

"Please notify Shujin Yamada and ask him to put the manufacturing of electronic neurons on the agenda. I have left the manufacturing drawings here before." Ye Fan said.

"Remember to increase the stimulating current inside. I don't want those deadpools of the Gattuso family to obey their orders more when I give orders next time."

"Okay, I understand. I believe Mr. Yamada will start production soon." EVA said gently.

"No way, you made 2 trillion from others, and in the end you still want to cheat them? Tsk tsk tsk, how insidious!"

Finkel looked at Ye Fan with disdain.

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, Comrade Finkel, but your ideological awareness really needs to be lowered!" Ye Fan rolled his eyes.

"He's our enemy. How could I really help him? Your moral standards are too high. Take this opportunity to lower them."

Damn, this is too shameless...

Finkel looked at Ye Fan, while Ye Fan looked at him indifferently.

There is no hypocrisy on that gentle and handsome face, it is full of sincerity!

He really wanted to kill others from the bottom of his heart, he really did, I cried to death...

Finkel, the school's top paparazzi, the president of the news agency, the serf despised by millions of students, suddenly felt that he was too noble.

No wonder Cao Cao always wanted to chat with Jia Xu.

He is a ruthless person who can say, "I would rather let the world down than be let down by the world."

Even such a person feels that he has done his duty to the people of the world just by chatting with a ruthless scholar like Jia Xu.

Finkel felt that if he continued chatting with Ye Fan, his soul would be sublimated.

The banquet continued late into the night with an undercurrent.

When the last dessert was served, the Gattuso family had signed an order for prosthetics worth $2 trillion, and Ye Fan's purpose of this trip was completely achieved.

As the night deepened, Patsy Gattuso sat alone in his office, with a pile of documents in front of him that needed to be processed.

The huge transaction that had just been completed caused some fluctuations in the family's finances, and he had to adjust the investment portfolio overnight to balance income and expenditure.

It was Frost who was scolded, but it was Patsy who handled the government affairs.

"Strange..." Percy rubbed his temples, feeling an unprecedented sleepiness.

As a hybrid with a bloodline close to S-level, he can usually work for 72 hours straight without rest.

But at this moment, his eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

When Percy finally couldn't hold on and fell on the table, a figure walked out from the shadows of the office.

Ye Fan changed his outfit - a black tuxedo, a top hat and a cane, looking like a Victorian gentleman.

He felt it necessary to wear a suit of clothes to go with his shady and crafty work.

He hummed the melody of "Turandot" and slipped a thick glass syringe out of his sleeve.

"Tsk tsk, is this a capitalist? He should be one of the young masters of the family, but now he has no entertainment at night and has to deal with the important matters of the entire family."

"Even someone as cunning and shameless as me feels that the rules and regulations of the Gattuso family are too difficult to enter."

Ye Fan sighed.

Then he reached into his pocket and took out a glass syringe that was about one-third the size of his forearm.

"Let's see what's so special about being a direct descendant of the King of Sky and Wind..."

Ye Fan inserted the needle into Percy's arm, and dark red blood slowly flowed into the syringe.

After a while, the entire syringe was filled. Ye Fan took out the test paper and dripped a drop of blood from the syringe into it.

When the first drop of blood fell on the special test paper, a charred hole was instantly corroded on the paper.

"It seems that this paper is useless." Ye Fan spread his hands helplessly.

Then he walked to the wine cabinet and took out a glass goblet.

Dragon's blood is extremely corrosive, but it does not corrode glass.

Turn the syringe in your hand upside down, pull out the piston, and pour the blood into the glass like pouring wine, filling 1/3 of the glass.

The glass swayed gently in Ye Fan's hand, and the liquid in it swirled and stuck to the wall of the glass, leaving a faint red mark.

"Well, there's still a little bit of a lingering taste~" Ye Fan nodded pertinently, "Then let me taste it next~"

"Let's do it, brothers!"

Ye Fan put the glass to his mouth, the wall of the glass tilted, and a stream of bright red liquid slid into his mouth.

"Well, the taste is very ordinary, and a little fishy." Ye Fan smacked his lips and evaluated objectively.

"But the purity is incredibly high, worthy of being a semi-direct descendant bred by Odin using alchemical techniques. Although only half is dragon blood, the purity of this dragon blood is truly exceptional. It even surpasses that of ordinary second-generation species. One can only say that Odin truly deserves to be a nearly perfect king."

The powerful corrosive power of dragon blood does not pose any threat to Ye Fan's mouth. He is a first-generation species whose physical body can rival that of a complete monarch.

If he could be injured by the corrosion of dragon blood, he could also be killed by hitting himself with a piece of tofu.