I'm A Baller

Chapter 453 Is He Meng Really Here?

Bringing a bunch of drawings home, the two brothers Wang Dayuan and Wang Dayou were so excited that they took Wang Yan out to check out the spots on the spot.

Standing on the hillside, pointing out the mountains and rivers with clicks, and returning home happily.

"I will call you another 20 million in batches after the year, as planned..."

Wang Yan talked about 20 million as if it were 2,000 yuan, which stunned the uncle again.

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

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

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

After repeated deliberations and comparisons, the mountain stream fish pond was placed last, and the construction of living areas was placed first.

"Wangjia'ao will evacuate the village immediately. It will not be easy to enter the mountains again. We have to get the workers and our address together."

“The digester is the focus.”

"The entrance to the mountain col must be opened to the south and a third-level road built."

"You have to reserve a good space, use level three to deal with it first, and then upgrade it after it is completely built..."

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

"Don't worry, we are engaged in 10-year construction. If we don't succeed in 10 years, we will have to endure it slowly in 20 or 30 years!"

What Wang Yan took out was just the tip of the iceberg of the plan, and it already put his father and uncle under great pressure.

The real panorama is even more terrifying to the extreme.

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

If you want to upgrade the road outside to a high-speed level, it will cost 3.5-5 billion.

Without black technology, fertile soil and purified water sources are tens of billions of investments, and it would be difficult to achieve the current results.

How much does it cost to build a reservoir?

Of course, if the villa can become famous and its products are specially supplied to a certain sea, then the city can apply for subsidies from the state, possibly without paying a penny.

But due to certain restrictions, Wang Yan may not play so showy... Anyway, let's discuss it later.

A few days passed quickly.

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

Wang Yan couldn't live in his house, so he took over the house next door. Brother Xizi didn't go back to his hometown or take a vacation this year, so he wanted to give Mr. Wang a 007 blessing.

The family was cleaning up, and Wang Yan changed his clothes and prepared to attend the class reunion.

Zhang Yin, Wang Yonglei, Datou and other idiots started urging them since the morning. They didn't eat until noon, so I didn't know what they were in a hurry for.

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

Ouch, look at your potential!

The young master was very disdainful of pre-events and felt from the bottom of his heart that Internet cafe gatherings were not worthy of Brother Fugui's current level.

However, when he found out that everyone was playing 4V5 and one person was missing, he immediately asked to join the battle.

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

"Yes, yes, re-adjust, re-adjust, you have to allocate teammates according to rank!"

MMP!

(‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Brother Dog was angry: "Do you know what it means to treat each other with admiration after three days of separation?!"

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

The idiots were dubious: "You mean, your current level is very high?"

"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 healthy..."

"The trumpet also has to have cards!"

"Brother Wang, which way are you going?"

"It's all okay!"

Think about it, you have to give face to the local tycoon. Maybe there will be an afternoon or evening activity. When Wang'er is happy, what if he says, "Master Wang will pay for all the expenses?"

"Then you choose a location first."

Wang Yan thought for a while and felt that he should not be wild, but should be steady, so Niubi waved his hand coaxingly: "Give me a single hit, and watch me kill the opponent!"

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

ten minutes later.

"I move, I move... I fight back... Damn it, I'm empty!"

Wang Yan, who had both darts empty, lay down with a sound of ah, with a record of 0-5.

The sand sculptures raised their heads one after another and looked at them like they were looking at sand sculptures: Brother, what about the special impression you promised?

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

Wang Yonglei suddenly realized: "It turned out to be such a surprise!"

Others don't dare to complain, that's because Wang Yan's status is not what it used to be, and Gu Jia Shu is not used to it, and his temper is getting more and more irritable.

"Wang'er, I'm fighting in the grass!"

Wang Yan thought for a while and sighed: "Okay, I will play jungle in the next game..."

(⊙⊙)!

Elegant butterfly!

Can you play support?

In the third game, the young master was indeed pushed to the auxiliary position, and then successfully exploded the master-level Xiao Kai...

The blackout lasted until 11:30. The specific process was not very pleasant, so I will omit the details.

Everyone returned to the hotel laughing and joking, and many female classmates had already gathered in the reserved banquet hall.

Wang Yan and Da Tou were guarded by the sand sculptures in the middle. Their eyes casually passed through a group of people, and their steps were uncontrollable.

Is He Meng really here?

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

That sentence and the red envelope collection record remained in the private chat interface. Wang Yan did not delete it, but he also did not click on her avatar again to check the circle of friends.

After not seeing each other for half a year, she seems to be more proud than before.

Arrogance is pride, modesty is reserve.

She sat in the crowd, smiling slightly, her chin slightly pulled back, and there was an obvious alienation in her eyes when she looked at people. Other girls would occasionally hug each other and fight, but 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 come closer to her, and only glanced over from time to time.

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

Gu Jia Shu, the big head, laughed and took the initiative to greet her: "Beautiful lady, thank you for the honor and favor. You are so radiant!"

"I am also a classmate of our class. What you say is too much."

He Meng's answer was like that of a standard upper-class socialite, polite, courteous, and impeccably well-mannered, but lacking in warmth.

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

In other words - pretend to be awesome.

I feel like she wasn't that sick before going to college...

Wang Yan was cursing when he saw her turning her head and glancing at him. Her eyes paused on his face for a moment, 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 criticality and vigilance in his eyes were far greater than the nostalgia.

After their eyes crossed, He Meng frowned slightly.

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

There will be another chapter later. Because the previous article was greatly revised before, I had to read and write it for fear of bugs.

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