Intellectual retardation system: Even ancestors are afraid of crazy criticizers and gossip lovers

"You have 70 years of land use rights for this land for business, housing..."

The lawyer introduced it from the side.

Yan Li confirmed that this wasteland plain was far away from the city and also on the side of the road.

She wants to build housing here, two 70-story houses, which perfectly meet the [-]-year land use requirements.

As for whether the house will be sold or not, that's not anyone else's business.

As for how to decorate the back, that's not anyone else's business.

“Can Lawyer Song recommend construction workers?”

"Boss, what are your requirements..."

"Use the best materials to build the strongest building..."

"For example, design drawings..."

"No, whatever you want, I just want an [-]-story building." Yan Li made a big sign, which meant that for such a large piece of land, only a very large building is needed.

"..." This was the first time Song Zhoucheng saw such a casual and willful boss.

"Understood? Recommend people for me. If you do it well, you will get a big reward..." Yan Li learned what he just learned and showed off.

Song Zhoucheng felt that the boss was a bit weird and had a good face. Because of his words and actions, his class dropped again and again, so... the boss was a funny girl.

When we met for the first time, Queen Fan waved her hand domineeringly: I want a piece of land.

There was such a huge contrast that they were replaced with the twins.

He responded directly: "This is a professional. Tell me that I don't understand. When the people come, boss, you can make another request. Does the boss have twin sisters?"

Song Zhoucheng couldn't help but ask.

Yanli denied decisively: "No."

Song Zhoucheng: Excuse me, take my leave...

And Yan Li: Farewell to the last mission, goodbye...

When she got on the car back to the city, she directly scattered the leaves in the small suitcase on the side of the road through the car window.

With someone sitting in the back seat, Song Zhoucheng, who was driving, felt like he was the driver. Seeing the action of scattering leaves through the rearview mirror, he asked doubtfully: "Boss, what kind of ritual are you doing?"

Yanli suddenly put on a mysterious expression, separated his soul from his body and came closer, saying quietly: "Do you want to know where ghosts lead the way?"

"I don't want to..." Song Zhoucheng didn't even think about it and refused decisively to express that he didn't want to hear it.

Just now, he felt uneasy. The deserted road became eerie. The shades of the trees on both sides were like ghosts waving. Why did the bright and sunny sky suddenly become so scary!

Especially when there was a cold swishing sound behind him, he didn't dare to look back because he felt like there was something terrible behind him.

When Yan Li looked at her, her soul was instantly frightened. She didn't dare to play too hard, so she took back her soul and said, "If you don't listen, why are you asking?"

She thought she could cooperate and tell a ghost story, but it turned out that the grown man was too timid.

"I'm sorry, I talked too much." Song Zhouguo apologized decisively. He opened the car window and felt the warm air blowing into his face. The chill flew away in an instant. For the first time in his life, he felt that he was too curious.

And when did I become so timid?

I almost broke out in a cold sweat just because of one sentence.

Yan Li put a smile on his face and asked again: "You really don't want to listen?"

Song Zhoucheng refused: "Don't listen, don't listen, don't listen..."

Don’t listen to the bastard chanting sutras…

In order to avoid being yelled at and for his own physical and mental health, Song Zhoucheng took out his phone and called his friend who was engaged in construction.

Soon the two were sent to the construction company.

The car was parked in the underground garage. After getting out of the car, he led the way. As he walked, he felt something was wrong. Why was there no sound behind him?

Thinking back to the feeling just now, in this silent underground garage, it felt so cold and so atmospheric that I didn't dare to look back.

When he got on the elevator and turned around, he looked out and saw his boss looking at the wall, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Boss, what are you looking at?"

"lunch."

lunch?What lunch!

Listening to the reverberating voice, Song Zhoucheng felt his heart beat faster.

It wasn't until a vehicle entered the garage that his fear disappeared, and he walked out again before the elevator closed.

The underground garage became lively. He looked at the wall at the same time, which showed a map of the food court. When he confirmed the time, it was already noon.

Scared him to death!

I wiped off a cold sweat. Why did I think the boss’s first thought when he talked about eating was cannibalism?

Just when the boss said something about ghosts leading the way, I felt it was abnormal.

Song Zhoucheng felt that he was not a superstitious person, but now he wanted to burn incense!

Yan Li looked at it for a long time and didn't know which one was delicious, so he randomly selected a picture that looked good and said, "Let's eat steak."

"Good boss."

The two went directly to another elevator.

Yanli, who was ordering, said to the waiter: "I want it to be well cooked, without any bloodshot stains."

"I want six..." Song Zhoucheng noticed that the person opposite was looking at him and quickly changed his words: "I am the same as her."

When the waiter left, the two of them stayed silent until they finished eating.

After a full stomach, Song Zhoucheng finally recovered. His newly frightened soul calmed down and stopped thinking wildly.

Yanli entered the construction company and made a simple request.

"A pure white building with 18 floors, the shape of [-] when viewed from the sky."

The designer felt something was wrong and reminded: "Boss, this is too wide, and the internal lighting effect cannot be achieved."

Yan Li pointed to the eight-shaped building and said, "I want the rooms on each floor to be connected, and the middle pillar to be the elevator."

"Boss, are you sure you want such a big elevator pillar?"

"Isn't this what you call a load-bearing column? Build me a row of buildings next to it."

Yan Li is very patient. After all, it will be her territory from now on. The combination is the number 18, which is perfect in her opinion.

"Boss, do you have any other requests?"

"No, you are the designer and it's up to you."

"Boss, when the design is finalized, you can confirm the materials and price."

The designer recorded the needs of the boss of Party A and watched the boss leave. He felt that the boss's needs were very simple and he was very decisive in paying the deposit.

If the follow-up is as good as it is and even better if it passes, I'm afraid Party A's father will be dissatisfied in two ways.

This dissatisfaction and that dissatisfaction...

Song Zhoucheng didn't expect it to be done so quickly. On the way to the hotel, he couldn't help but ask: "Boss, are you afraid of cheating you?"

"Trick me, trick me, and I will let you know what road the ghost leads to..."

Song Zhoucheng reflexively asked: "What way?"

Yanli looked out the window with a smile on his face, without looking back or answering. The person who looked at him with that smile would have a chill down his spine.

Song Zhoucheng regretted that he had talked too much and couldn't help but want to slap himself in the mouth.

If I can't do it on the surface, I slap myself twice in my heart: Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't ask!

The next step was to keep quiet in the car until they were dropped off at the hotel, where they saw people entering the hotel.

As soon as I accelerated the accelerator, the car sped away.