"This special license represents the franchise in Daxia."

"You can not only open a business in our Daxia, but also have tax incentives."

"In addition, in order to ensure your interests, our Dizong has also obtained fifty legal documents for firearms."

"I hope Young Master Yelu can be satisfied."

"Can calm down!"

After Van Yilian finished speaking, she waved her hand and sent someone a folder, and then she respectfully delivered it to Yelu Zhuo.

The atmosphere in the whole audience instantly became a little weird.

Those Americans who were originally murderous intent all had hot eyes.

Even Yelu Zhuo was breathing a little heavy.

Although the United States' Chinatown sounds awesome, in fact, the people in Chinatown, in the eyes of the American senior management, belong to second-class people.

After all, the components of Chinatown are mainly Chinese, not mainstream foreigners in the United States.

If it weren't for the fact that martial arts masters such as Yelu Badao had been in charge of Chinatown, Chinatown would probably have been even more unbearable.

The best way for a capital empire like the United States to make a name for itself and be valued is to have huge economic results.

And Chinatown has always hoped that.

In Chinatown’s plan, as a Chinese, he obtained a franchise in Daxia and dumped a large number of American products.

This is not only the interests of Chinatown, but also the hope of the United States!

Not to mention, there are privileges such as tax reductions and legal firearm possession.

Simply put, this gift from Dizong is a dream-bought part of Chinatown's century-old plan.

Even for Chinatown, no such license is important if ten or eight Yelu Qing died.

After all, this is an opportunity to fully enter Chinatown. To the extreme, this is even a virtual bridgehead.

With this bridgehead, Chinatown has increased significantly to the United States, and they have more say in the United States.

So when he thought about this, Yelu Zhuo pinched the folder, looked carefully for a few more times before he slowly said, "Tell the young sect that we will remember the kindness of the Di sect."

"We here not only represent Chinatown, but also represent the Palace of Eternal Life..."

"I will report this to my father in person."

Yelu Zhuo's words have something in his words, but the implication is that they do have a certain relationship with the Palace of Eternal Life.

Van Yilan smiled slightly and said, "I don't know, can I have the opportunity to meet Mr. Yelu Badao?"

"On the one hand, it is here to represent the sincerity of my young sect. I hope that you can be mourning and adapting to the changes. On the other hand, there are some things that need to be reported to Mr. Yelu Badao in person in person."

Yelu Zhuo said slowly: "Yes, but not now."

"After my brother's first seven, the murderer will be killed."

"My father will definitely come to the door to thank him in person."

"Of course, I will also find opportunities to thank Van Yilan for serving."

While speaking, Yelu Zhuo could not help but licked his dry lips, and then his eyes fell on Van Elaine's long career line, and his eyes were full of hot colors.

"Okay, then you must wait for the good news!"

Although Van Elaine was a little disgusted, she did not avoid it at this moment.

For the sake of Shaozong's great cause, what is it to be eaten by someone to eat some tofu?

Just when both sides were "tender and sweet" and at this moment, the gate of Qingshan Funeral Home was suddenly kicked open with a "bang".
Chapter completed!