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On their way back to the Mansion of Longevity, Chen Feng told Ye Qingqing everything that the emperor had said during their meeting.
Chen Feng had no intention of keeping secrets from Ye Qingqing because she would definitely not leak any of it.
"So, you're saying that 6 billion was paid to you in advance as your salary for a year?" Ye Qingqing was dumbfounded.
"Exactly." Chen Feng nodded.
"Your salary is outrageously high."
Ye Qingqing was caught between laughter and tears.
In the entire world, considering salaries alone, how many could rival Chen Feng's level? Almost none.
"It's no big deal, I'll leave it to you to handle it, I don't need it."
Chen Feng handed the black card to Ye Qingqing.
"No need," Ye Qingqing waved her hand, smiling, "This card is bound to you; no one else can withdraw a penny with it except for you. You should keep it. Now that everything in Fuyao is on track, I'm not short of money."
