No one may believe it when I say this, but Pan Han is so rich now, but opening the National Restaurant is just his first formal business venture.

During the meal, several people added each other on WeChat and also created a national restaurant work group.

After dinner, Yan Xiaoli took Xiaoling upstairs first, while Pan Han took Qin Hongbing downstairs to smoke.

While the child was away, Pan Han stuffed the cash into Qin Hongbing's hands.

"Boss Pan, why are you giving me back the money? I really don't need it." Qin Hongbing held the money in his hand, feeling a little apologetic.

"Take it. Buy the child some good food and a cell phone. You may be busy soon, and she needs to be able to find you at the first opportunity." Pan Han waved his hand and let him take it.

"Okay, Boss Pan." Qin Hongbing heard this and quickly put the money in his pocket, fearing that it would be blown away by the wind.

As long as it benefits Xiaoling, he doesn't care about his face.

Pan Han had given me 5,000 yuan before, which was barely enough for a month's medicine. For the rest of the food, drink, and toilet expenses, I still needed to find a job.

With these 20,000 yuan in cash, I don’t have to worry about food and drink for at least a few months, and can focus on preparing to open a store.

Pan Han held a cigarette in his mouth, turned around and looked at the first floor of the building, thinking about how to get through, and unconsciously took out his special mobile phone.

"Send Ellie back."

"Yes, Master!"

Ouyang Cong has been recovering from his injuries recently and has been helping Pan Han with some chores.

He has gradually accepted this reality, and the new leader has not caused him any trouble.

But as his body slowly recovered, he became a little depressed.

Before, Ouyang Cong was considered a local emperor in China and could do whatever he wanted.

Now with Pan Han's pressure on him, he is like a little turtle, ready to obey orders at any time.

Ouyang Cong put down the phone and stretched: "I have to go out for a walk."

Eli, who was in northern Myanmar, received the order and immediately set off for home, leaving all other matters to the bodyguard captain.

The repatriation of victims is already halfway done and only requires a small number of people.

The biggest problem in northern Myanmar now is that the Myanmar government forces have begun crossing the border and are preparing to regain lost territory.

All the warlords were eliminated, and the Knights Templar were short of manpower, leaving many vacuum areas.

Therefore, when Ellie returned to China this time, he also brought the captain's instructions, hoping that Pan Han could give clear instructions as soon as possible.

If you want to keep your previous territory, you need to send more troops in as soon as possible.

When Pan Han, Qin and Hongbing returned to the house, Xiaoling was washing fruit.

When Yan Xiaoli saw Pan Han enter the room, she shrugged her shoulders, indicating that she had to wash it herself.

"Uncle, come and have some grapes." Xiaoling brought a plate of big purple grapes and placed it on the table.

The last time Pan Han ate grapes properly was last time.

He looked at Yan Xiaoli with ill intention, and they both reached out to eat grapes.

They stayed until three in the afternoon before leaving and agreed to come back in two days.

Pan Han planned to leave the entire matter to Ellie and bring her to see the scene when the time comes.

"Okay, this matter has come to an end. I have to get busy with the film promotion and scheduling. I have to start working for you again." Yan Xiaoli took off her shoes and sat lazily in the passenger seat.

"Do you still have money left for publicity? You must have used it all up from filming."

"It's all gone."

“Then don’t advertise it.”

"Stop joking. This movie relies on word of mouth, it may not make a comeback." Yan Xiaoli invested a lot of energy in her first movie, but her ability is there, so she lacks confidence.

"Then how much are you prepared to spend on publicity and promotion?"

"10 million, maybe!"

"Holy crap! It only cost over 30 million to shoot the movie, and it's going to cost 10 million for publicity and promotion?" Pan Han was shocked by the budget.

It’s not about the amount of money, it’s just that the proportion is exaggerated.

"My boss Pan. All kinds of advertisements, soft articles, various activities, and treating people to dinner, which one doesn't cost money?" Yan Xiaoli looked at Pan Han as if he were an idiot.

"Okay, let's leave professional matters to you professionals. I'll give you some money." Pan Han thought about it and felt that Yan Xiaoli was right.

Amateurs leading professionals is a major problem in the Dragon Country.

Pan Han encountered this kind of situation several times during his school years, which annoyed him greatly.

Now he has the final say. If he decides to be a coal boss, he will only choose actresses and will never interfere.

"Just beat me as you like. I'll ask you for money when I run out of money. Hehe." Yan Xiaoli moved her butt and fiddled with her skirt, revealing a brand new pair of black stockings that emitted a dark light.

"Too slutty!" Pan Han pretended to curse, then transferred 30 million to her.

"Then you can arrange it yourself tomorrow." After receiving the money, Yan Xiaoli immediately started thinking about how to promote the movie, and her mind was obviously not on Pan Han.

The two returned to the flat. Although it was still early, it was already dark.

The winter in Kyoto gave Pan Han a feeling of unreality.

The grayness and bare trees everywhere indicate their withering.

But there are tens of millions of people busy here.

Pan Han lazily lay on the sofa on the balcony, smoking and playing King of Glory.

Yan Xiaoli turned on the computer to work in the room, and the two agreed not to disturb each other before 7 o'clock.

At 7 o'clock, eat hot pot.

The network is obviously much better today, with almost no 460 errors.

Pan Han won four games in a row and was in a very good mood.

He opened the window and let the cool wind blow across his face, feeling quite pleased with himself.

"Boss, I'm at the gate of the community." At this time, Ali sent a message.

The corners of Pan Han's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

"Go to the North Gate Supermarket and buy five pounds of lamb rolls, vegetables, meatballs, and sesame paste. These are all we need for hot pot tonight."

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