Ye Yuze quickly shook his head: "We came to the meeting in another place and have not joined the company yet. Do you mean there are no locals here?"

The pancake chef shook his head decisively: "Absolutely, I also wanted to join the open one at the beginning. When they saw their ID card, they said, "Don't want locals."

Yang Geyong immediately stood up for the wrongdoing: "For such a big company, all the prizes were sent to BMW. You stand in your place, but don't give you the chance to make money. Wouldn't you make trouble?"

The pancake chef had a complicated expression on his face: "What's the fuss? There are not many people here who make money. They call home all day to ask for money. The people who come here are also mothers calling their sons, and brothers calling their sisters."

"If this is a local, if you don't let go out, you still have to come to a village to grab people?"

Yang Geyong's eyes suddenly glared: "Aren't they illegally detained? Isn't anyone taking care of it?"

The pancake master sighed: "Don't you all want to get rich? You all run here so far in the northern border to make money. Aren't these people the same? Then BMW is always true?"

"Even if there are a few people who want to run away, others won't do it. If he runs away, his performance will be gone. There are also those who go online. These people alone are enough for him to drink a pot of money."

Ye Yuze understood in a flash that these people were all autonomous, and even if the people from the Golden Lion Group did not come forward, these people would be solved internally.

He glanced at Yang Geyong: "Or why we go in too, maybe we will have a chance to get rich?"
Chapter completed!