Skynet Architect

The car gradually entered Ancheng. Song Yang looked around and couldn't help asking Si Fan: "You said this is the place you asked me to buy? It seems that there is no one there."

He finally couldn't help but said that except for a few passing trucks passing by with overloaded goods, there were no other people. Occasionally, there were a few people riding by the river near the river. It is also the end of the ride.

Looking at such a place that can be called a dead city, Song Yang would not dare to invest here if he was beaten to death without Si Fan's advice, not to pay for death. It may not even be just a matter of paying for death, it may be about losing the bottom line.

There are no supporting facilities, and the traffic is only two half-dead buses wandering here occasionally. It's not time for school to end yet. If it is time for school to end, there may be a few students from the school showing up.

What kind of new area is this? It's called a dead area!

Song Yang kept complaining.

But Si Fan said, "You know what? Even the best painter can't do anything to paint on a dirty scroll, but I can only paint in a relatively blank place."

He still doesn't understand.

"Then there is no need to develop here, this is a pit." Song Yang said.

Si Fan could only hehe.

"This city is different from other cities. Other cities can still develop because they have their own direction, and they can persist even if they are heavily polluted, but not here, because Ancheng has neighbors, and other countries cannot look at Ancheng. Develop heavily polluting projects, but industries will not settle here, and big companies don’t like to develop here, because this is a war zone and a border.”

A few words to say the hardest part here.

For this reason, a former provincial capital, once praised by countless great men, has now become a weak and half-dead city.

"Then why did you come to develop!" Song Yang just wanted to ask, but he already held back. Because of this reason, he already knew that it was not for the desert to develop, so Si Fan was pulled out to solve the problem.

Si Fan just smiled: "So, we can only find another way and use the characteristics of this place to develop. This evil neighbor will not threaten some older people, and the natural environment here is really good."

What they got in return was of course Song Yang’s reluctant smile, and the natural scenery was of course better. Any heavy polluting enterprises were all dead. In the past few years, several thorough sanitation inspections were carried out. He got it all from the materials, and if he develops it in the future, unless there is a lot of money for blood, it will be impossible to develop. It's a pity that this is not a problem area, so the state will not give money.

Most right just some drizzle.

What I got in exchange was only Si Fan's wry smile: "Anyway, I agreed to develop and build. The extent to which I can achieve it depends on whether I can open up the initial reputation."

Si Fan's smile could be as fake or fake as he went straight to the airport with the two of them.

That's right, the airport is near this dead city. After all, there are not many people living here, so the airport should be far away from the urban area.

When their car went through multiple inspections and finally entered the airport, they saw a private plane parked on the airport's runway. It should have been a while, but the people inside didn't come down, and the people waiting below were too. Just continue to wait.

After Si Fan's car entered the airport, the gate slowly opened, and a group of people welcomed two middle eastern buddies in ordinary casual clothes to come down like stars.

How rich are the local tyrants like that.

The one in the middle is Harman, wearing jewelry of all kinds of gemstones, slowly walking down from the top, because it is not a visit, so he is not wearing ethnic religious clothes, but casual clothes, and the other guy is much more shabby , He has no decorations on his body, wearing ordinary Nike, and seems to be very excited to get off the plane.

When he saw Si Fan getting off the car, he suddenly stretched out his arms and ran over.

Haman was reserved enough,

Come slowly.

"Ahmed, you guys have gotten a little fat recently. You can still gain weight in the Middle East." That's right, Ahmed, who trotted over, has gained a whole circle of fat, and his waist seems to have more A circle of swimming rings. The flesh on his face also puffed up.

"Brother, I miss you so much, we finally meet again." He came over and gave Si Fan a big hug before hugging Song Yang.

They start partners.

Harman walked behind and said: "Don't look at him so excited, it's because you brought him a lot of money. His current manor has a lot of scientists entering it every day, and the daily income is so much that it breaks through the sky. Not to mention the daily consumption of those people, it is simply amazing."

That's right, the manor that Si Fan built for Ahmed has become a retreat for the world's most famous scientists since the appearance of the Holy Voice. If tens of millions of dollars are not spent, the company's scientists will rebel. Go to other companies to enjoy the treatment.

Under such pressure, some of the world's top laboratories have already purchased long-term quotas here, even mid-range ones, while some top scientists use high-end ones. As for those entry-level ones, they are all occupied by industries that need inspiration.

A quota here becomes a resource. Naturally, it brings a steady stream of income to Ahmed. This guy is no longer the doormat who drives a big domestic pickup truck, he has become a highly anticipated figure in Ajman. Every day, he wears fresh clothes and angers horses, plays camel racing, drives luxury cars, and occasionally even has a lion as a pet. .

This kind of life can be said to be too enjoyable, not enough recently. When he wanted to take the next step, he found that there was still resistance. Although he was rich now, he was still not far from the throne. The original chiefs lay down their rights.

But he got a satisfactory answer, if he can double his income, let him be the chief of Ajman.

After all, the whole country is their tribe, and they want the tribe to prosper.

Si Fan patted Ahmed lightly: "You don't want to make a lot of money from me, boy, I'm paying off my debts now, and this school has caused me a lot of trouble."

He talked about his pain.

At this time Haman just came over, looked at Si Fan's distressed look and said happily: "I knew that you would always be in a hurry when you need talents, so I have already dealt with part of it for you, and the rest is up to you , and within a month there will be 300 world-class teachers from all walks of life settling here."