Chapter 42 Woe to Disaster

"According to what you mean, such people have the same abilities as you! Do I have any!" Lancôme's heart was really big, and he accepted such a ridiculous setting in a blink of an eye, and rushed over to hug Fang Yan's arm with an excited face and asked Fang Yan if he had such magical skills.

"Don't worry, these dangerous things don't exist for you!" Fang Yan said to the sister who was attached to his body, although it was a little unnatural, but he was reluctant to push her away again, so he had to use his energy elsewhere, "In other words, how could our funds become so rich, I thought that tens of millions would be enough!"

"This is the plan that your father left before, and I have been investing in accordance with his policy in the past few years, so there are so many!" Lancôme said with some emotion, he really admired Fang's father, his business sense is really keen, if it weren't for his timidity, his current assets might not know how many times they would have multiplied.

"The old man is powerful, but he doesn't know anyone, otherwise he wouldn't have been plotted, and even his aunt was unlucky, and he got married, what is the point of running so far!" Fang Yan obviously had a big opinion about his old man.

"You are not allowed to say that!" Lancôme clenched his fist and hammered the dialect, "Do you really want to dispose of all the property! It would be a pity if some property rights were given up!"

"It's really a pity not to give up after a while, the catastrophe is coming, all the money is not as good as a bite to eat, sometimes a human life is only worth the price of a black bread, so use it while it can still play a role now, otherwise if something happens in the future, it will be really powerless. Fang Yan really shuddered when he thought of that black history.

"If it really happens, then I'll do it now, what do you want in terms of materials?"

"You want everything, food, use, all kinds of daily necessities, medical medicines, you can think of everything, and it is best to spend all the money! Be careful in these two months, don't move too much, and see when the outbreak occurs in the next month!"

"Okay, do you have any good proposals, do you have any ready-made ones!" Lancôme came out of the room with the phone and laptop, and sat next to the dialect, because at this time she was frightened by the future described by the dialect, and did not dare to leave the dialect for a long time, leaving the dialect made her very insecure.

"There is no ready-made place, even if there is, I don't want it, the well-known place will be very troublesome at that time, it is better to choose another hill by yourself, and open the road with money at the current time, the speed will not be much slower, not to mention, the building inside is with me, as long as the materials can keep up!" Fang Yan was also a little accustomed to the feeling of Lancôme sticking to the side, and he found a comfortable position to lean on the sofa with Lancôme.

Lancôme relied on dialects to deal with industrial problems, to be precise, it was his own relatives, only relatives would keep an eye on them, Lancôme contacted them, indicating that they wanted to sell the property and equity in their hands, and they did not need to waste their tongues to reach a cooperation opinion, and the two parties agreed on a time to sign the contract.

Lancôme then gave her lawyer carte blanche to sign the contract on her behalf, and Lancôme really didn't want to see the faces of those people.

If it weren't for the fact that he could trap them this time, Lancôme would not have been able to contact them.

Lancôme is non-stop to the Land Resources Bureau, or telephone remote control, as long as the lawyer has the money, the money can really be channeled during this period.

During the waiting time, Lancôme found that Fang Yan had fallen asleep, looking at Fang Yan sleeping like a child, Lan Côme did not disturb Fang Yan, but turned off the sound of the phone and computer, kissed Fang Yan gently, and then closed his eyes quietly.

.........

After Fang Yan walked around the whole mountain, he looked at Lancôme in shock, amazing!

I didn't see that this confused luck was so good before, I wanted her to circle a mountain to use as a base camp, but I didn't expect her to find a shelter.

This place is not obvious, but in the future it will make people break their heads to snatch, and now it has fallen on their heads effortlessly, the luck of the dialect is known, there is little luck, but there is no way that such a good thing will be bumped into by him, the only possibility is Lancôme.

However, if Lancôme had such great luck, how could her last life have fallen so early?

The conclusion reached by the dialect is that Lancôme has great luck but does not suppress the fate of luck, which leads to luck backlash, misfortune and fortune rely on, and how much luck there is, how much danger there is, if it is according to Lancôme's fate trajectory, it is most likely impossible to suppress this big luck.

But this place is relatively not much of a problem for dialects, because there is no difference between dialects and dialects, so the luck that Lancôme can't suppress, plus today's dialects, just gives this luck to the dead.

Therefore, Lancôme is really like a fish in water to deal with this place now, everything is a green light, in just three days, this mountain is already completely in the dialect, and by the way, the foundation of the wall has been built, and the materials are almost collected except for the contraband that is difficult to buy, and the rest of the work is just waiting for the establishment of the warehouse of the base, and it can be moved in and sealed.

When the sky darkened, the construction site asked that no one should be left at night, and after all the staff had left, the dialect began to belong to him.

Let Lancôme stand on the sidelines, and let her see the capabilities of some people in the future.

After standing in the pre-planned place, the dialect stood in place and closed its eyes, and suddenly, the place where the dialect was located changed visibly to the naked eye.

The originally uneven ground gradually becomes flattened, the soil of the ground becomes firm, the connected becomes a whole piece, the edges around the concave four grooves, and then four soil pillars grow in the four corners, there is also a groove on each side of the pillar, and the wooden squares, planks and steel plates stored in advance on the side fly over and fall according to a specific position in an orderly manner, and all the interfaces are made of rivet structure.

There are three floors on each side, the timber is sandwiched with steel plates, and the middle is not completely close together, each leaving space, and all the plates form a circular house, except that the roof is an inverted cone. The image is somewhat eerie, like a pencil stuck upside down on the ground.

It's just that this pencil is a bit big, sinking twenty meters underground, reaching a height of sixty meters on the ground, and a radius of one hundred and eighty meters, which can be said to be a behemoth.

Lancôme's eyes on the huge building from scratch to completion are beyond words.

Then three hundred of them stood on the side, all of which were surrounded by brackets and wrapped in black cloth, so that if the cloth was not lifted, it would not be known what was inside, and the main thing was that it could cover the eyes of the heavens.

If you can avoid trouble, you don't need to provoke it, although the dialect can now beat all the weak chickens, but Lancôme has not been able to immune, for the safety of Lancôme next to it, it is not bothersome to be careful.