The island is located in the southernmost part, when Haicheng is still cold, the south island is already 344 or 5 degrees of high temperature, the sun is gradually scorching, the vegetation is flourishing, there are many mosquitoes, Fu Nanli has several big mosquito bags on the back of his hand, and the patience gradually disappears.

It was already twelve o'clock at noon, and the jungle was shrouded in heat, and Fu Nanli's bodyguard Qin Bei saw that his young master's forehead was slid with sweat, and the back of his white shirt was already wet with sweat.

He stepped forward and said, "Young Master, why don't you go back and wait first?" ”

Fu Nanli glanced at him, and the back of Qin Bei's neck was cold, "Then you stand in the shade of the tree, and I'll go back and get some water and food." ”

As he was talking, the maintenance worker slowly slid down the tower, he walked up to Fu Nanli, Qin Bei knew his young master's temperament, and hurriedly asked on his behalf: "May I ask if it can be repaired today?" ”

The maintenance worker was a little impatient and said, "Not necessarily today. ”

Fu Nanli said: "Tell me where the launcher is broken." ”

The maintenance worker glanced at him, and his voice was a little weird: "Young Master, just wait, this kind of rough work is done by our workers, so don't give a blind command." ”

Qin Bei gritted his teeth and said, "The young master graduated from the Department of Physics of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. ”

The maintenance worker laughed: "Hemp rope? I'm still at Chain University. ”

This maintenance worker, a typical hater of the rich mentality.

The administrator and his leader turned pale with fright, this island will be this young master's in the future, what nonsense is this kid talking about.

The maintenance worker unloaded the equipment on his body, and Qin Bei said coldly: "Aren't you going to continue repairing?" ”

"Brother, am I not allowed to eat? I still have to take a break after eating, rich people can't be so unreasonable, right? ”

After saying that, he swaggered down the mountain.

His leader said in a low voice: "Mr. Fu, he just has a strange temper, don't be like him." ”

Fu Nanli looked up at the signal tower, "Give me labor protection clothes and labor protection shoes, anti-electric gloves, and hard hats." ”

Everyone was shocked: "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'll go up and fix it."

Qin Bei was taken aback: "Young Master, you don't have to rush at this time, it will be dangerous if it is so high." ”

Fu Nanli frowned slightly: "What nonsense, go get the tools immediately." ”

The crowd couldn't resist the eldest young master, so after a short period of effort, he prepared all the things he needed, tied chains around his waist, and hooked the hook to an iron rod every time he climbed a step, and slowly climbed to the height of seven or eight stories at the end of the month.

Qin Bei pinched his sweat below.

If he let his wife and the old man know, he will probably lose his job.

But he can't repair this kind of thing, otherwise he will have the responsibility to go up and repair it instead of the young master.

It's terrible.

Everyone stood at the foot of the tower, carrying a heart, hoping that the eldest young master would come down quickly.

Fu Nanli climbed up and took a look, his face became more and more ugly, the maintenance worker was obviously a half-ass, and the more he repaired, the worse it became, and he had to spend a lot of time and time.

He buckled the ropes, looked down at the tools on his waist, picked up a pair of pliers, cut two wires, and began to repair them in an orderly manner.

Sweat dripped down his forehead, and the mountains were hot in the afternoon, Qin Bei stood under the tower and worried, would he suffer from heat stroke if he continued like this, his young master lived an extremely noble life on weekdays.

From one o'clock in the afternoon to half past five in the evening, Fu Nanli wiped the sweat that had covered his eyes with the back of his hand.

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