completely handed over the entire project to Zhao Pujia's hands. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe entire bidding project and the final judgment, Si Fan is not making any judgment. He believes that Zhao Pujia is even more dispensable for this project.

At this stage now. When the building of the sewage treatment plant was unlocked, Si Fan was already determined. He will be the richest in the world. There is no one, and the rich are comparable to the country, which is the most basic.

Now, he can finally do what he wants to do.

"Zhao Pujia, you can handle the company's strategy and planning by yourself, what I need to see is the company's performance, now the entire 80 billion start, at least 75 billion projects are all environmental governance companies, you give me a desperate expansion, a desperate digging talent. I just want results, I want efficiency. Si Fan said on the phone.

Zhao was still resting at Todaiji Temple, and she was also preparing to bid for a pollution cleanup project in the entire Fukushima area. There are very few companies with this ability, and it can even be said that no one can completely solve it. But Skynet is precisely the only company that can completely solve the problem.

Si Fan already had a plan in his heart to deal with it.

The Japanese side wants to solve it as soon as possible, so much nuclear-contaminated wastewater consumes a lot of money every year, and it affects the safety of an entire region. Land prices in the entire region have fallen to unbearable levels, agriculture has completely collapsed, and the door to foreign sales has even been permanently closed.

If they could pay a part of the price to remove the threat to the area, they would still be willing to do it.

Of course, this is inevitably a case of ridicule and claims, and not only the state needs to pay the price, but also the nuclear power plant itself needs to pay a huge price.

Zhao Pujia went to squeeze out the residual value of this power plant.

The phone call with Si Fan was soon over, all of them were work matters, and the two of them tacitly agreed not to talk about other things, but in fact, they had already acquiesced, and sometimes there were many things that needed to understand and support each other.

Zhao Pujia, who is resting, has already begun to enter the battlefield, and today is his last day of rest. Si Fan in the hotel didn't have much time to rest, and he hadn't rested all morning in the presidential suite. Si Fan received a call from the hotel front desk.

At this time, he was in the room, playing with the king pesticide on his mobile phone, and occasionally watching game videos and watching other people's live broadcasts, but Si Fan usually doesn't have much habit of rewarding the anchor, at most a few dollars to cheer, and at the level of the website, it belongs to the kind that the anchor who usually enters the room can't see.

He yawned and was watching a live streamer eat! Looking at the mess of envy, he was now eating everything. But I can only eat a small amount of each meal, and I always sigh at this time.

Just as he was sighing and saliva was secreting rapidly, suddenly the phone next to the bed rang.

Si Fan lazily stretched out his right hand, slowly picked up the phone, and put it next to his ear.

"Hey!~ Who's it, what's the matter?" he asked.

The front desk on the opposite side said: "Hello, I am the front desk of the hotel, there is a master looking for you at the front desk, his name is Hui Jing, please answer his call?"

A question, Si Fan thought about it for a few seconds, and finally sighed and said, "Alas! Just let him come over directly. It's so unfortunate that I don't even have a few minutes to rest and go on vacation. ”

When the words fell, I could vaguely hear the old monk Huijing on the opposite side reciting the words of Amitabha Buddha.

It is estimated that he is also in a hurry, Si Fan just hung up the phone, and looked at the anchor of a bunch of Martian names in the live broadcast video after just sucking two bowls of Yangchun noodles in two minutes, looking at her lower abdomen without any fat, he felt deep admiration, and suspected that when her stomach was leading to outer space, the voice of the old man Huijing had already sounded at the door.

"Si Fan donor, old man, I came to you to fulfill my promise, all the things in our Dongda Temple have been prepared, just waiting for you to complete the construction of the Dongda Temple in Huaxia, and the whole temple will go to your country to promote my Buddhism and Buddhism!"

Si Fan knows that this old thing is for himself, if he sincerely builds the temple, then it is okay, if Si Fan does not admit it and denies it, then the reputation will not be good, and it will be demolished by Buddhists.

The power of these guys, Si Fan never wanted to try.

"Alright. All right. I'm coming. You always let me change my clothes, right? I can't go to see you in my pajamas, can you?" Si Fan said.

Who knows that the old monk smiled: "Donor, you are in the picture, the so-called color is not different, empty is not different, color is empty and color, and there is no concern when you come to the world." There is no trace of covering, everyone is the same, and pajamas are also clothes, which can cover the body and keep people warm. In the eyes of the poor monk, it is the same as any other clothes. There is no need to go into details. ”

If the old monk's words full of Zen power were listened to by Buddhists, they would definitely have another understanding, but in Si Fan's ears, they automatically translated: "Hurry up and open the door, there is no time for you to ink, whatever clothes you wear will be the same in my opinion." ”

He finally sighed: "This old monk really makes sense of everything, and he is sharp one sentence after another, and he is not prepared to really let him go around." ”

Saying that, Si Fan opened the door and invited the old monk in.

Hui Jing naturally wouldn't be alone when he went out, there were two young warrior monks behind him, they didn't carry other weapons on their bodies, but just looking at their limbs were probably the strongest weapons.

But Si Fan didn't care, who let the Terminator be on standby in the room!

"Let them wait at their mouths. Come in with me and let's have a good chat, I've got something delicious here. There was also a bottle of red wine from a friend. Si Fan said subconsciously.

When he finished talking about the red wine, he immediately regretted it, but he still explained: "I will drink the red wine and you can watch it, you can eat it, and the potato chips and dried fruits should not delay your cultivation." ”

With a kind smile, the old man waved his hand slightly, signaling the little monk he had brought to wait beside him, and then he slowly walked to the room, looking at Si Fan's eyes to be so strange and strange.

It's like seeing a demon or a monster.

It wasn't until a long time ago that he walked in, closed the door and said, "To be honest, I really want to know if you are the demon written in the book, and what means did you use to almost destroy the entire Todaiji Temple overnight. ”