"Thank you so much, Ye. Co, co in, we must have a good get-together..."
Mude, too excited to contain himself, grasped Ye Hao's hand and headed towards the Mude Manor, with Nangong Tianmi and the others following closely behind.
Although the wealthy families have money, Mude is the local powerhouse, and they must give Mude so face; otherwise, overly loud fanfare might displease him.
Of course! If it were Xue Zhaolong and others present, it would be different; if it were them, they would certainly speak loudly, make a great fuss, and definitely wouldn't worry about pleasing Mude.
After all, they, like Ye Hao, are truly the bosses of wealthy families; even Qin Xiweng works for them.
But their minds aren't on such matters; they just want to follow Ye Hao and enjoy life; money is of little concern to them.
Perhaps now they are chatting and boasting with Ye Long over in the South African Primordial Forest.
Mude warmly entertained Ye Hao and the others, showing gratitude towards Ye Hao at the banquet.
This scene made Qin Xiweng, Nangong Tianmi, and the others secretly praise Ye Hao, marveling at his charisma, as he garners respect everywhere he goes.
Of course! Ye Hao didn't act superior towards Mude, rather he treated him as an equal, even stating that he would help with whatever Mude needed help with.
With Ye Hao's words, Mude bead with smiles, but he felt that Ye Hao was worth deep friendship, so he didn't intend to milk Ye Hao aggressively.
If it were soone else, Mude would have already been asking for large sums of money from them.
"Brother Mude, last ti you ntioned wanting to visit our Huaxia if given the chance. Here, I've prepared you a thirty-year pass to freely enter Huaxia. Brother Hao Ling, this is yours." Ye Hao took out two bags from his suit pocket, handing one to Mude and the other to his subordinate, Hao Ling.
Upon hearing this, Mude and Hao Ling were overwheld with excitent, wanting to hug Ye Hao tightly!
Having the opportunity to enter Huaxia was their longstanding dream, as their identities were too sensitive. If they entered Huaxia abruptly, people would surely misinterpret their intentions.
If they entered Huaxia openly, they would be under heavy supervision and have to follow Huaxia's arrangents ticulously.
This wasn't the Huaxia they wished to travel to.
But the docunt Ye Hao provided was different; it equated to a legitimate identity within Huaxia, transforming them from generals to ordinary residents of Huaxia.
"Ye, thank you, thank you so much. I thought you might forget about it, but you rembered. You're a good brother, a brother for life." Having spent his life on the battlefield, Mude's closest brother was only Hao Ling, who was always by his side, hence there wasn't much that Mude owed Hao Ling.
Having a good brother like Ye Hao, who rembered even small matters, how could Mude resist the urge to shed tears of gratitude?
Ye Hao brought him glory and warmth, convincing Mude within that such a good brother should not be missed for a lifeti.
"Brother Mude, no need to be so formal. I have every intention to fulfill what I promised. By the way, about those items from last ti, I'm bringing you another ten thousand units. Though it might be a bit small in number, it's a token of goodwill, and I hope Brother Mude doesn't mind." Ye Hao chuckled.
"Oh my God! Brother, how can I repay such a massive favor in this life?" Mude's hands were trembling with gratitude.
"Haha, the things I send to you, Brother, never require repaynt. I just hope you don't take nonsense from those San guys. Brother, your concerns are my concerns, right?" Ye Hao laughed, and his words ward Mude so much that he almost wanted to switch roles and call Ye Hao 'Big Brother'!
"Alright! With your words, next ti those San folks are disrespectful towards , I'll make them understand the might of gunfire," Mude said, clenching his fists tightly.
"Of course! Brother, I can't stay too long in Karachi this ti; let's end this banquet here today." Noticing the eagerness in Aixinjueluo Xiaolong and Aixinjueluo Kanglong's eyes, Ye Hao could not bear to keep them waiting, so he planned to leave the table and take them back to the Glamour Hotel.
"Brother, have a little more?" Mude wanted to spend more ti with Ye Hao, as it was so comforting being with him. There were no cunning sches, and Ye Hao was generous and genuine in friendship; who wouldn't want to be around such a person?
However, Mude felt a bit self-conscious, as each ti Ye Hao brought benefits, he had contributed little in return.
Like when Aixinjueluo Xiaolong developed the longest beach in the world in Karachi, all he could help with was so land acquisition, but encountered so extrely stubborn landholders.
To these landholders, he was at a loss, but Aixinjueluo Xiaolong could resolve issues with just a few simple words.
Hence, he always felt sowhat guilty towards Ye Hao after benefiting from his generosity.
"No more for , Brother Mude, Brother Hao Ling, you guys continue. I'm a bit busy these days, so I don't have much ti to gather with everyone. I hope Brother Mude and Brother Hao Ling won't take it to heart." Ye Hao smiled.
"No, no, if Ye has matters to attend to, go ahead." Mude, afraid that Ye Hao might think he was keeping him too long, quickly urged him to attend to his affairs.
Ye Hao nodded with a smile, then a large group of people headed towards the Glamour Hotel.
When they returned to the Glamour Hotel, Ye Hao took out more than a dozen Huaxia identification docunts from his space.
These IDs were processed after Ye Hao previously returned from Pakistan, and all the ID shares the sa surna — Jin — as the original Aixinjueluo surna was too complex to handle.
Thus, Ye Hao chose the first character from the Golden Triangle to form the surna Jin, integrating them into Jin Buhuan's family lineage.
To Ye Hao's arrangent, Jin Buhuan said only that if any help was needed from the Jin Family, just to voice it.
The Eight Banner Sect's middle and high-ranking mbers, upon receiving their identities from Ye Hao, had tears shoot from their eyes.
Although born in the Golden Triangle, they never forgot their fathers' and grandfathers' dying words, feeling the regret: "If there's a chance, return to Huaxia and beco a righteous Chinese. You are always the descendants of the dragon..."
Tears brimd in the eyes of Aixinjueluo Xiaolong, Aixinjueluo Kanglong, Zhou Mingjie, Feng Han, and others as they looked at their IDs. Though the surna had changed, that wasn't important; what mattered was they were now Huaxia people, no longer a group of drug traffickers from the Golden Triangle.
"Thud!"
Those who received their IDs kneeled hard on the shiny floor, the loud sound of their kneels can be heartwrenching...(To be continued. If you like this story, please visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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