Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Chapter 245 Brand (Second update, please vote for me)

"First of all, you have to let them understand what swearing is." Chen Zhao added.

"..." Obviously, this is impossible.

Risfall didn't ask any more questions, as he obviously didn't want to say anything.

Chen Zhao and Dell took Fisher and Black and White away, while Risfall was still looking thoughtfully in the direction of the door.

Chen Zhao looked at Fisher who woke up. Fisher immediately reached out from Dell's arms and wanted to throw herself into Chen Zhao's arms.

"Uncle Chen, give me a hug."

Chen Zhao took Fisher and said, "Are you awake?"

"Uncle Chen, are you leaving?"

"Um."

"Is Black Ma and White Ma leaving too?"

"Um."

"Then when will you come next time?"

"Why am I here? Can't you go to my place?"

Fisher turned to look at Dale: "Dad, can I go to my uncle's place?"

"Of course." Can Dell say no? Obviously not possible...

"Chen, would you like to stay for dinner?"

"No, I have something else to do."

…

"Hello, Mr. Felwood."

Chen Zhao arrived outside the construction site by Mirror Lake, and Felwood Cisco walked out wearing a safety helmet.

Felwood Cisco is very conscientious as the boss of an engineering company.

He attached great importance to Chen Zhao's project. When Chen Zhao came over, he was almost always on site supervising the work.

Of course, it's also possible that their company is short of people and he, the boss, can only supervise the work.

"Hello, Mr. Chen."

"How's the project going?"

"Concrete and steel bars have been poured into the foundation, and now we are doing the peripheral lake water interception." Felwood Cisco tried his best to explain clearly.

Chen Zhao knew what the lake water interception was for. Because the building was designed to have part of it in the lake, the lake water had to be blocked during construction and then the lake part was constructed.

"Mr. Chen, to be honest, the pH of this land is a bit too high. It may be difficult for some of the vegetation originally planned to be planted to survive."

"So do you have any good suggestions?"

"During construction, we will dig up a lot of silt from the lake. I can ask workers to spread the silt in the surrounding area. This silt is high-quality vegetation soil, but the coverage area is only around the villa, but further away, It is still bare and slightly monotonous.”

"Then help me dig out more silt and spread more. If more money is needed, we will figure it out separately."

"Mr. Chen, I would be happy to help you, but we do not have the ability to operate on the water, nor do we have the authority."

"Then there's nothing we can do?"

"It's not completely impossible. I've seen the geographical environment here. The river channel of Mirror Lake eventually flows into the inner river of Los Angeles. However, the width of the river channel is not enough for large ships to enter. Mr. Chen can widen and deepen the river channel, so that It facilitates water transportation. If Mr. Chen has a yacht, he can come in. A port can also be built by the lake, and the silt in the river can also be designated to be piled here. My engineering team can help spread the silt. "

"So if according to what you said, I need to hire another water engineering team, right?"

"yes."

“So how much more do I have to pay?”

"According to my estimate, the cost of dredging the river channel should be three hundred dollars per ten meters. The distance from Mirror Lake to the Los Angeles Inland River is about twenty-five kilometers. One kilometer is thirty thousand dollars. In other words, I need It will cost US$750,000 to complete this dredging?”

"I know a water engineering team that I can help you contact." Felwood Cisco said, "And I can help you negotiate the price to US$500,000."

Chen Zhao looked at Felwood Cisco, and the price dropped to two-thirds.

"So what are your requirements?" Chen Zhao asked.

"I hope that the construction of the small dock will also be handed over to me." Felwood Cisco said.

“How much does it cost to build a marina that can accommodate yachts?”

"One hundred thousand dollars."

"I need to ask." Chen Zhao had already decided in his heart, but he didn't understand the market price, so he wanted to ask a professional whether the price given by Felwood Cisco was reasonable.

"Of course." Felwood Cisco could tell that Chen Zhao was already moved.

He has a good understanding of Chen Zhao's psychology. If he is willing to spend more than one million US dollars to build a luxurious villa, he must have strict requirements for the living environment of his new home.

When he hears himself stating his shortcomings, he will definitely spend more money to make up for the shortcomings.

…

Brewster found Smith's apartment and discovered that Smith's door was unlocked.

I knocked on the door first, but there was no movement inside.

Brewster pushed the door open and found a sour smell in the apartment, with garbage everywhere.

Brewster frowned. He knew that Smith was usually very sloppy.

I just didn't expect it to reach this level.

Brewster called out: "Smith, are you there? I'm Brewster."

Smith's face was full of decadence, his hair was messy, there were countless streaks of stubble on his face that had not been cleaned, his eyes were all bloodshot, and there were dark circles around his eye sockets.

"Smith, I heard that you lost your bet, but you'd better not lose your job." Brewster came to warn Smith. He was very dissatisfied with Smith.

Smith's eyes were dull, and his left fist was clenched and trembling slightly.

Although Brewster is not young, he is five centimeters taller than the thin and emaciated Smith. Coupled with his wide waist, he is not at all intimidated by Smith's appearance.

"What, do you want to hit me?"

Smith raised his head and looked at Brewster, grinned suddenly, and reached out: "Principal, I don't mean that. I will go to class honestly."

"That's pretty much it." Brewster reached out and held Smith's hand.

But the next moment, Brewster suddenly felt a burning pain in his palm.

"Ah... let go! Let go!"

Brewster broke free from Smith's hand and saw a mark of a branding iron on his palm.

A circular brand with a devil's head on it.

"What did you do!? What did you do to me?"

Smith stood there with a weird smile on his face.

Brewster was startled and felt more and more uneasy, so he turned around and ran away.

Smith didn't chase Brewster, who frantically pressed the elevator button.

Ding--