God of Life

Bringing a bunch of blueprints home, Wang Dayuan and Wang Dayou brothers were so excited that they dragged Wang Yan out on the spot.

Standing on the hillside, pointing the country with a click and a click, and returned with a lot of fun.

"After the next year, I will call you 20 million in batches, according to the plan..."

Wang Yan talked about 20 million as if it was 2000 yuan, and he stunned his uncle again.

Wang Dayuan didn't have any extra thoughts, knowing that his son was not short of this money, he nodded half excitedly and half heavily.

"Well, I will take care of our family business..."

In the next two days, the whole family began to study the construction sequence.

After repeated consideration and comparison, the Shanxi fish pond was placed at the end, and the construction of the living area was placed at the forefront.

"Wangjia'ao will evacuate the village immediately, and it will not be easy to go into the mountains again. We have to get the workers and our address."

"The biogas digester is the focus."

"The mountain pass must be opened to the south, and a third-class road will be built."

"Reserve a good space, use the third level to deal with it first, and then upgrade it after it is fully built..."

"Building reservoirs and digging streams are both big projects..."

"It's nothing to worry about. What we're doing is 10-year construction. It won't work in 10 years. In 20 or 30 years, take it slowly!"

What Wang Yan took out was just the tip of the iceberg in the plan, and it already made his father and uncle feel deeply pressured.

The real panorama is even more terrifying to the extreme.

The construction + basic decoration of the villa costs about 500 to 800 million.

If the road outside wants to be upgraded to the high-speed level, it needs 3.5-5 billion.

If there is no black technology, fertile soil and water purification are tens of billions of investments, and it is difficult to achieve the current results.

How much does it cost to build a reservoir?

Of course, if the villa can make a name for itself and its products are specially supplied to a certain sea, that way can allow the city to apply for subsidies from the state, possibly without paying a penny.

But due to certain limitations,

Wang Yan might not play so flirtatiously...Anyway, let's discuss.

A few days passed quickly.

Early in the morning on the 28th, the two families drove back to Gujiao.

Wang Yan's family couldn't fit in, so he took over the house next door—Brother Xizi won't be returning to his hometown this year and won't be on holiday, so he wants to do 007 blessings for Mr. Wang.

The family cleaned up, while Wang Yan changed into clothes, preparing to go to the class reunion.

Zhang Yin, Wang Yonglei, Datou and other sand sculptures have been urging them since the morning, and they don't eat until noon, so I don't know what they are in a hurry.

Driving in a dilapidated second-hand Wrangler, Wang Yan came to Dongyuan International... the Internet cafe next door.

Hey, look at your prospects!

The young and the young were very disdainful of the pre-events, and felt from the bottom of their hearts that Internet cafe parties were not worthy of Brother Fugui's current level.

However, when he found out that everyone was in a 4V5 open and there was a shortage of one player, he immediately asked to join the battle.

"Fuck! No, no, no, I won't be on the same team as Wang'er!"

"Yes, yes, re-tune, re-tune, you have to assign teammates according to rank!"

MMP!

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Brother Gou was angry: "Do you understand what it means to treat a man with admiration for three days?!"

Having played the role of Emperor Wang, Wang Yan's current aura is really bluffing.

The sand sculptures were dubious: "You mean, your current level is very good?"

"right!"

Wang Yan nodded confidently.

Then when they logged into the game, everyone realized something was wrong: "Why is the rank still bronze?"

"small!"

"The skin is quite complete..."

"Trumpets have to have cards too!"

"Brother Wang, where are you going?"

"It's all right!"

Everyone thinks about it, you have to give face to the local tyrants, maybe there will be activities in the afternoon or evening, when Wang Er is happy, how about saying "Mr. Wang will pay for all the consumption in the venue"?

"Then you choose the position first."

Wang Yan thought about it, and felt that he should not waver, but be steady, so Niu Pi coaxed him to wave his hand: "Give me the mid laner Jie, and watch me kill the opponent!"

Suddenly, a fear of being dominated filled everyone's hearts...

ten minutes later.

"I'm going, I'm going... I'm going back... Fuck, I'm empty!"

Wang Yan, who had all empty darts, lay down with an ah, and the score was 0-5.

The sand sculptures raised their heads one after another, and looked at them with the eyes of sand sculptures: "Brother, do you agree to look at them with admiration?"

Zhang Yin thought for a while, and asked Wang Yonglei quietly: "Do you feel that Wang'er is better?"

Wang Yonglei suddenly realized: "So it's so impressive!"

Others didn't dare to complain, it was because Wang Yan's status was not what it used to be, Gu Jiashu was not used to it, and his temper became more and more irritable.

"Wang'er, I'm playing wild in the grass!"

Wang Yan thought for a while, then sighed: "Okay, I'll play wild in the next game..."

(⊙?⊙)!

Ya butterfly!

Can you play support?

In the third game, the young master was indeed pushed to the support position, and then successfully exploded Xiao Kai, who was a master rank...

The blackout lasted until 11:30, and the specific process was not very pleasant, so a large part of it is omitted.

Everyone returned to the hotel happily, and many girls and classmates had already gathered in the reserved banquet hall.

Wang Yan and Datou were surrounded by sand sculptures, their eyes glanced at a crowd inadvertently, and their footsteps stopped uncontrollably.

He Meng is really here?

Counting it, I haven't seen her for more than half a year. The last line of conversation on WeChat was: "Thank you, I may not have time to go to your school entrance banquet, so it's even."

That sentence and the record of receiving red envelopes remained in the private chat interface. Wang Yan didn't delete it, but he didn't click on her profile picture again to check Moments.

I haven't seen her for half a year, and she seems to be more proud than before.

Pride is pride, restraint is reserve.

She was sitting in the crowd, smiling lightly, her chin slightly closed, her eyes were obviously alienated when she looked at people, other girls would occasionally cuddle together and fight, she was always independent from the world.

But, the center of the crowd has always been her.

In another corner of the room, Yu Qiuli was dressed extremely sexy and hot, but she refused to approach her anyway, and just glanced over from time to time.

This is He Meng, the most beautiful and stressful goddess in this year's experiment, and the crush object of ** Siwang.

The big-headed Gu Jiashu laughed, and took the initiative to greet her: "Big beauty, thank you for your honor and face, she is so radiant!"

"I'm also a classmate in our class. It's too much for you to say that."

He Meng's answer was like a standard high-society lady, polite, courteous, and impeccable, but lacking in warmth.

If He Miaomiao is a wild young lady, innocent and innocent, then she is the highest-level noble that can be educated in this mining city.

In other words - play hard.

It feels like she wasn't so sick before she went to college...

Wang Yan was slandering, when she turned her head and glanced over, her eyes paused slightly on his face, showing a hint of genuine surprise.

Time is short, like an illusion.

Wang Yan had an inexplicable hostility towards her, and he didn't realize it, so the critical and vigilant look in his eyes was far greater than nostalgia.

After crossing his eyes, He Meng frowned slightly.

Wang Yan found Yu Qiuli and stopped paying attention to her.

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