"Saint Brahma, to be honest, there are so many geniuses in India, and I admire you the most, and you are the ones I value!"
Ye Hao looked unconcealed and admired.
"As the rumors, you are not only beautiful but also the strongest person in the Indian generation!"
"It's really a blessing to be able to meet you!"
"I happen to have a chain martial arts hall under my name, which has opened dozens of branches."
"I wonder if Saint Fan is interested in being the chief instructor?"
"Don't worry, you're just the kind of name!"
"But I can give you 30% of the shares of Guoshu Hall and give you an annual salary of 100 million yuan!"
"In addition, I can guarantee that the people of India dare not cause trouble for you because of this!"
"As long as the Saint Brahma nods, we will have blessings in the future!"
"For me, you can earn one billion yuan in annual salary, and even if the Guoshu Hall is listed in the future, your net worth can reach tens of billions or hundreds of billions!"
Ye Hao looked serious and earnest, as if he really wanted to recruit Fanlisha.
In this way, whether it was Sha Po Armor or Du Ba Qiang, he was subconsciously looking at Fanlisha.
Especially when they saw that she did not shake Ye Hao's hand away, their faces suddenly looked extremely ugly.
After all, Fanlisha is the number one beauty in the world of India, and these young generations of India must admire her.
At this moment, when they saw Fanlisha not resisting Ye Hao's hand in hand, they suddenly felt strange.
Fanlisha's eyelids twitched at this moment. She quickly pulled back the hand that was held by Ye Hao, and chuckled: "Thank you, Master Ye, for you, you respect me too much!"
"My abilities are limited, I really can't stand your foothold!"
Just saying that, Fanlisha's eyes looked at Ye Hao were still a little strange.
Although this man is not as handsome as a star, his attitude of spending a lot of money and his courage to fight against the country have made him invisibly add an unspeakable aura.
Even if each of them is their own masters, Fanlisha has to sigh in her heart that it is difficult for the younger generation of Tianzhu to find someone who can be compared with Ye Hao.
"Saint Brahma, you are too humble!"
"Do you know that sometimes excessive modesty turns into hypocrisy?"
Ye Hao seemed not to sense Vanlisa's embarrassment, but once again grabbed Vanlisa's little hand and kept mousing.
"I'll tell you the truth. Whether it's the holy land of martial arts in Tianzhu or the royal family in Tianzhu, I don't take it seriously!"
"Even if your big man from the first caste of India comes, I won't look at him in person."
"But you are different from Saint Brahma!"
"You are not only the Indians I admire the most, but also the Indians I fear the most!"
"If there is a choice, I don't want to be enemies with you!"
"Is it because my sincerity that makes Saint Fan feel that it is not enough?"
"It's okay, I can give you up to 49% of the shares. As long as Saint Brahma, you are willing to join my National Martial Arts Hall!"
"Although we are each of us now, I have to admit it!"
"The billions of Indians, except for the Brahma Saint, are all native chickens and tiles!"
Ye Hao looked emotional and admired.
But this statement made Sha Pojia and others look even more ugly.
"Thank you, Master Ye, but I still refuse!"
Vanlisa's face became even more ugly. She forced her hand out and returned to the rest area west with a bit of escaping.