Skynet Architect

The whole project was completely handed over to Zhao Jianjia.Si Fan is not making any judgments about the entire bidding project and the final judgment.He believes that Zhao Jianjia is even more dispensable for this project.

At this stage.When the building of the sewage treatment plant was unlocked, Si Fan could already be sure.He will be the richest in the world.There is no one, the rich and the enemy is the most basic.

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

"Zhao Jianjia, you can handle the company's strategy and planning yourself. What I need to look at is the company's performance. Now the entire 80 billion yuan project, with a profit of at least 75 billion yuan, is all of the environmental governance company. You give me life-threatening expansion. , Digging talents desperately. I only want results and efficiency." Si Fan said on the phone.

Zhao Jianjia was still resting at Todaiji Temple. She was also in a state of preparation, preparing to bid for the pollution purification project in the entire Fukushima area.Few companies have this ability, and it can even be said that no one can completely solve it.But Skynet is precisely the company that can completely solve the problem.

Si Fan already had a plan to deal with it.

The stupid aspect of the day wants to be solved quickly. So much nuclear polluted wastewater consumes a lot of money every year, and it even affects the safety of an entire region.Land prices in the entire region have dropped to an unbearable level, agriculture has completely collapsed, and the door to external sales has even been permanently closed.

If they can pay part of the price to relieve the threat in this area, they are still willing to do it.

Of course, this is unavoidable to wrestle and claim, not only the country needs to pay a price, the nuclear power plant itself also needs to pay a huge price.

Zhao Jianjia went to squeeze the residual value of the power plant.

The phone call with Si Fan was quickly finished. They were all work matters. The two of them tacitly did not talk about other things, but in fact they had already acquiesced. Sometimes there are many things that need to understand and support each other. .

Zhao Jianjia, 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 rest time, and he hadn't rested all morning in the presidential suite.Si Fan received a call from the front desk of the hotel.

At this time, he was in the room, turning on his mobile phone and playing King Pesticide. He could occasionally watch game videos and watch other people’s live broadcasts. However, Si Fan didn’t usually have much habit of rewarding anchors, so he only needed a few dollars to cheer. Cheer, the level of the website is the kind that the anchor can't see when entering the room.

He yawned and was watching a live broadcast of dinner with an anchor!Seeing the envious appetite in a mess, he can now eat everything.But each meal can only eat a little bit, and this time I always sigh.

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

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

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

The opposite front desk said: "Hello, I am the hotel front desk. There is a master looking for you at the front desk. His name is Huijing. Will you answer his call?"

After asking for a question, Si Fan considered for a few seconds, and finally sighed: "Oh! Okay. Just let him come directly. It's really unlucky. You don't even have a few minutes to rest."

When the voice fell, the old monk Huijing could vaguely hear the words of Amitabha Buddha.

It is estimated that he is also very anxious. Si Fan just hung up and watched a bunch of Martian names in the live video. After just sucking two bowls of Yangchun noodles in two minutes, he watched her abdomen deep without fat. When she felt admiration and suspected that her stomach was leading to outer space, the old man Huijing’s voice was already heard at the door.

"Sifan benefactor, old man, I came to you to fulfill the promise. We have all prepared everything for the Todai Temple. We are waiting for you to complete the construction of the Todai Temple in China. The whole temple will go to your country to promote my Buddha and Dharma!" Hui The old monk Jing said carelessly at the door, not afraid of being heard by any paparazzi.

Si Fan knows that this old man is meant to be heard by himself. If he builds a temple sincerely, it’s okay. If Si Fan doesn’t admit the account and denies it, then his reputation will be unpleasant, and he will be even worse. Buddhists can't wait to demolish it.

Si Fan never wanted to try the power of these guys.

"Okay. Okay. I'm here. You always let me change clothes? You can't see you in pajamas, right?" Si Fan said.

Who knows that the old monk laughed: "You are the donor, the so-called color is not different, empty and empty, not different color, and color is empty and empty, and there is no concern when you come to the world. There is no covering, everyone is the same, pajamas It is 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 detailed classification."

If the old monk’s Zen-filled words were listened to to Buddhists, he would definitely have another understanding, but in Si Fan’s ears, it was automatically translated into: "Open the door quickly. I don’t have time to ink with you. What clothes are you wearing? I look the same."

He finally sighed: "This old monk really said that everything is justified by him. He is not ready to let him go in, saying something after another."

Said Si Fan opened the door and invited the old monk in.

Naturally, Huijing will not be alone when she goes out. Behind him is also two young monks. They don't carry other weapons on their bodies, but their limbs are probably the strongest weapons.

But Si Fan didn't care, who made the Terminator stand by in the room!

"Let them wait in your mouth. You come in with me and we have a good chat. I have something delicious here. There is also a bottle of red wine from a friend." Si Fan said subconsciously.

When he finished talking about red wine, he immediately regretted it, but he still explained: "I drink red wine and you can eat it. Potato chips and dried fruits shouldn't delay your practice."

With a kind smile, the old man waved his hand slightly and motioned to the little monk he had brought to the side to wait, and then he walked slowly into the room, watching how weird and weird Si Fan's eyes were.

It's like seeing the monsters and monsters.

It wasn't until a long time before 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 by what means, the entire Todaiji Temple was almost destroyed overnight."