The distance of five kilometers is neither close nor too far. Especially during this period, the highway outside Tianjing Mountain was quite smooth due to the fact that the traffic order was well maintained due to the Science Fiction City.
Ten kilometers, nine kilometers, eight kilometers... Soon, the vehicle of Hong Dali and his party entered the five-kilometer range where the signal of the gas transport detector is the strongest and most accurate.
"Start detection!" the mysterious man immediately ordered.
"Okay!" Dr. Ai Hui turned on the luck tester. The eyes of everyone present were all focused on the screen of the luck tester. After a while, the red stick appeared on the screen of the luck tester.
The probe began to fluctuate and began to rise little by little!
"It's moving, it's moving!" The mysterious man also felt a little uneasy: "This Hong Dali, to what extent will his luck finally stop? A succession of good fortunes? Disasters averted? Good luck takes the lead?"
He was nervous, and Dr. Ai Hui and the others were too nervous to say a word. Soon, after the red probe passed the first three unlucky levels, it began to continue to grow upward!
But this time, the growth rate of the red probe was much slower than expected. Even the mysterious man's own luck increased much faster than this.
"This...is it over?" The mysterious man frowned, looking at the position of the probe displayed on the screen, his eyes almost popped out.
Because not to mention reaching the level of good luck, he didn't even get the good luck he had in the first place.
Hong Dali's luck index ended up at the lowest level...above Lotte Anming!
"This... this..." The mysterious man looked dumbfounded and asked Dr. Ai Hui on the side: "Is there something wrong with this luck tester? Hong Dali's luck cannot be the only one, right?"
Dr. Ai Hui was sweating profusely, and the beads of sweat were falling down like raindrops.
Hong Dali's luck is only the first-grade Lotte Anming. Will anyone believe this? So he answered very decisively: "Leader, there may be some malfunction in the instrument. I will repair it right now."
"Well, okay, try to be as fast as possible." The mysterious man became more and more anxious. The more he couldn't evaluate Hong Dali's luck, the more anxious he became. He knew that Hong Dali had good luck. But now he found out
, Hong Dali's luck is not as good as his own, so it is naturally not difficult to understand his mood.
Soon, Dr. Ai Hui opened the Qi Luck Tester. He checked the parts inside from beginning to end. There were no problems. He finally assembled them and restarted the system. He said: "Maybe there is an error in the system. There is no problem with the hardware.
.Restart and see."
"Well, let's see if it feels better this time." The mysterious man said anxiously.
The system restarted quickly, and after the restart was completed, the probe quickly began to rise again, but the final result was still happy!
"Leader, I...I..." Dr. Ai Hui was so anxious that he almost cried: "I don't know what the hell is going on..."
"Don't worry, let me think about it first," the mysterious man touched his chin, thinking to himself: "Hong Dali's luck is only so much? Who would believe it? But this tester only stopped at the first level.
Is there some mystery in this? Lotte An Ming, Lo Tian An Ming..."
He muttered for a while, and suddenly his eyes suddenly lit up: "If you take away the test of this luck tester, just from the literal meaning of the word "Lots of Peace and An Ming", it is very consistent with Hong Dali's character. Could it be that the reason is?
Here?"
Thinking of this, the mysterious man immediately said: "Dr. Ai Hui, don't worry. The tester will be turned on first. Everyone, please pay attention to observe and see if there is any fluctuation in the index. Didn't you also say it before? Luck
The index is not constant all the time.”
"Okay... okay!" Seeing that the mysterious man did not blame himself, Dr. Ai Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief.
…
The mysterious man was paying close attention to his luck index, but Hong Dali had no idea. At this time, their motorcade had entered the parking lot of the New Lanxiang Technical School. Hong Dali was stunned when he saw the surrounding scene.
, asked strangely: "Isn't the enrollment here already finished? Why are there still so many people?"
No wonder he said that. There were at least three or four times more cars here than last time he came here, and the parking lot could hardly accommodate any space...
"It's not that your salary is too high," the chief said angrily: "The annual salary is 200,000, 200,000! Who wouldn't be tempted! Since you came here last time and said that, you come here every day.
Thousands of people apply for the job, not just from our country, there are also many from other countries who apply to be teachers! Add to this the reporters from foreign countries who come to watch the fun, and the students who want to enroll, and it ends up like this
."
"Ah, that's it, that's not bad," Hong Dali opened the car door with a smile: "Let's go, Uncle Chief, let's go and see the mechanical holy clothes you brought first. Those who want to visit can visit it.
"
"Actually speaking, it's not bad for you to do this," the chief followed Hong Dali out of the car and said with a smile: "At least no one doubts the true focus of our new Lanxiang. This is the same as why we asked you to be our agent.
The original intention is quite consistent." The chief said, and subconsciously complimented it casually: "By the way, your car is really good."
When the chief came to Hong Dali, it was because of his reputation.
What a good disguise for a little prodigal who only knows how to spend money randomly. Who could have guessed that the school built by such a person would be a real national key project?!
"Hells, put up your umbrella!" Since he is a super prodigal, how can he expose his skin to the scorching sun? So as soon as he got out of the car, Hong Dali summoned all the losers and opened his professional parasol -
—Ten aircraft models took off, and soon the area was shrouded in dark clouds...
The chief covered his face. It seems that this guy is planning to do this in the future...
At this time, the commotion here has already attracted many reporters who were visiting and taking photos. After all, this dry ice parasol can be said to be specially made by Hong Dali, and it is absolutely impossible for others to make it.
A large group of reporters gathered around, and one of them turned out to be John, an old acquaintance. The microphone in this guy's hand almost hit Hong Dali's face: "Young Master Dali, you are here! In just a few days, this place has such a high reputation.
popularity, do you have anything to say?”
Hong Dali looked around again and finally cleared his throat: "Well, this is the power of prodigal!"
The chief, Tang Muxin, Li Nianwei and others all took a step back. We don’t know this guy!
Hong Dali's answer stunned the reporters around him, and another reporter rushed forward and asked: "Now, Master Dali, what are your expectations for this school?!"
"Yes, of course!" Hong Dali replied seriously: "I want to build this place into the largest technical school in the world!"
God! The chief pulled Tang Muxin and others and wanted to retreat - listen to it, the largest technical school in the world! By the way, can you remove the word "technician"? No, if people know about this,
As the director of the National Security Bureau, I will be embarrassed to see anyone in the future!
The reporters quickly wrote down in their notebooks: "Young Master Dali plans to build the largest technical school in the world!"
Someone else asked: "Then Young Master Dali, according to your plan, two billion yuan will be invested here as teachers' salaries. Can such a high investment be able to recover the cost?"
"A prodigal never needs to consider cost issues." Hong Dali replied with a smile: "How could I worry about how to make money? That is obviously not in line with the style of a successful prodigal!"
At this time, John asked again: "Then, Young Master Dali, why do you have to lose your fortune?"
This is a good question!
Hong Dali replied triumphantly: "I have to lose my family. How can I live up to the motherland's treatment of me if I don't lose my family?"
If this guy said what he said later, no one would be able to see him in the country. The chief went up and covered Hong Dali's mouth and dragged the prodigal kid back. His face was as black as coal: "You bastard!"
If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will put you in confinement!"
Tang Muxin, Li Nianwei and others almost buried their faces in their chests...
Seeing that the situation was not right, the urban management officer who had been responsible for maintaining public security here hurried over and dispersed the crowd: "Everyone should go to other places for interviews first. The young master still has very important things to do. I hope everyone will not delay the young master.
Thank you for your time!”
The security guard had already said that, so what else could he say? Everyone left immediately: "Well, Young Master Dali, let's go to other places first. If we have any questions, I'll ask you for help then!"
"Uh uh... uh uh..." Hong Dali waved his arms desperately, and the leader smiled and said to the reporters: "Let's go and have a look first, this kid agreed..."
After everyone finally left, the chief fiercely grabbed Hong Dali's left ear, while Tang Muxin grabbed the right one: "You bastard (Dali), if you talk nonsense to reporters again in the future, the consequences will be serious!"
"Okay, okay," Hong Dali nodded: "I will definitely answer well next time, answer well..."
This bastard really can't reassure anyone!
The leader was really helpless, but he couldn't forget the mission, and said: "I really piss you off. Come with me, I will take you to see this latest generation of mechanical holy clothes!"
"Okay, okay!" This is better! Hong Dali nodded fiercely.
Soon, everyone arrived at a large warehouse inside the school. The leader smiled, took out the key and opened the door, saying: "Come in, you will like this new generation of mechanical holy clothing when you see it."
Hong Dali quickly followed him into the warehouse, and Hong Dali's eyes lit up, because there were a hundred silver-white mechanical holy clothes neatly placed inside!
"Wow hahaha! This is good, this is good!" Hong Dali laughed loudly: "Sure enough, Uncle Chief is the most awesome!" (To be continued...)
