Projects with a huge investment of up to 8 billion must be taken very seriously. In the past few days, Mo Yuhong almost went out early and came back late, following Qiao Jingnian every day.
At No. 88 Huanhai Road, the machines on the ground were roaring and people were buzzing. The construction project of the martial arts center was in full swing.
But in the deserted underground, there were only three people, holding meter sticks in their hands, sometimes standing up, sometimes squatting down, measuring the area of the tomb chamber very carefully, and recording new data one after another.
"Sister Hong, you have worked hard these days." Ding Fan asked again: "Why don't you send someone else to supervise the work?"
"It's so important that I can't trust anyone else!"
Mo Yuhong waved her hands, and it seemed that she was really thirsty. She sat down and poured herself a cup of tea to drink. Then she talked about the first thing, whether to retain the investment department. There were not many investments available on hand.
"What do you think, Sister Hong?" Ding Fan asked.
"I suggest keeping it. We can make small angel investments and focus on incubating some entrepreneurial projects." Mo Yuhong was still thirsty and poured a second cup of tea.
"Okay, let's keep it. A small investment may bring huge returns. Otherwise, I, as the chairman of the investment company, seem to be dispensable."
Mo Yuhong laughed. She also felt that if Feifan Investment only had one project, the pharmaceutical company, renting this floor would obviously be redundant.
"Xiao Fan, to be honest, I don't even know what Qiao Jingnian is doing. I just kept weighing things down below. I didn't come up with any practical plan on how to plan the factory, build the factory, recruit workers, etc."
Mo Yuhong is very smart. Following Qiao Jingnian, she also discovered that he was different from ordinary people.
If he hadn't believed in Ling Zifeng, Ding Fan would have thought that Qiao Jingnian was unreliable at all. But he could also tell that Ling Zifeng had not revealed any relevant information to his closest lover and was really tight-lipped.
"How did you explain Mr. Qiao?" Ding Fan asked without answering.
"He said there's no rush. For many things, we need to gather scientists to make plans. I don't have much room to ask about other things." Mo Yuhong frowned.
"He didn't go to my office there, did he?"
"No, not even close." Mo Yuhong shook his head and added: "But he said that any place underground must be fully utilized. He didn't say so, and naturally it includes your office."
"Show me the drawings he measured." Ding Fan said.
"Okay, I brought it! Mr. Qiao also hopes you can take a look."
Mo Yuhong then opened the folder and handed over a stack of drawings. Qiao Jingnian's willingness to leave a copy of these drawings was not only a sign of sincerity in cooperation, but also a high degree of trust.
Ding Fan picked up one, it was tomb No. 1.
Showing a fan shape, Qiao Jingnian established several points around the tomb and on the top, and then connected them with line segments, and marked the length values.
Line segments inevitably have intersections, and some intersections are painted as black dots, while others are ignored.
Qiao Jingnian's drawings must be revealing some kind of information to him. What does it mean?
Ding Fan didn't understand it for a moment, but when he opened his Dharma Eyes, he was shocked.
If these black dots are reconnected, they will become a deep three-dimensional rune, just like the so-called treasure map of Taoist Master Dong Lin.
This is a magic talisman, actually hidden in the tomb in a unique form. Its specific function is unknown, but it must be extremely mysterious.
Qiao Jingnian was an extraordinary person. He could decipher the secrets of the tomb so easily. He must be a first-rate magic weapon master. Even Ding Fan felt that he was far from that.
At this moment, Ding Fan roughly guessed why Qiao Jingnian insisted on choosing an underground tomb to set up a factory.
Tianbu Dan, which repairs human genes, is also a kind of medicine that goes against the heavens. It must rely on the energy of heaven and earth to achieve its effect.
The talisman hidden in the tomb may be able to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth.
Ding Fan was a little hesitant. Will Qiao Jingnian and others just produce Tianbu Dan honestly?
Perhaps, their ultimate goal is exactly what they say they are opposed to, to create a drug that can truly live forever. This is the ultimate desire of mankind!
Take one step at a time and see one step at a time!
"Xiaofan, is there something wrong?" Mo Yuhong asked sensitively.
"Mr. Qiao took such detailed measurements, probably to prepare the data in advance for future installation of equipment." Ding Fan did not tell the truth to Mo Yuhong.
"How about the next row? I don't know exactly what equipment needs to be installed, whether it is necessary to expand the underground area, etc." Mo Yuhong said.
"Haha, we will figure it out when we actually spend money."
"Okay then, fully cooperate with Mr. Qiao's work."
After chatting for a few more words, Mo Yuhong went back to work. Ding Fan picked up the phone and wanted to call Qiao Jingnian, but finally put it down.
At present, there is nothing more important than dealing with the yellow demon. After the situation calms down, we can go to Qiao Jingnian again. We must have a detailed discussion with him.
The phone rang and it was an unknown number.
Ding Fan didn't care and picked up immediately. An old voice came from inside, deep and powerful, and asked coldly: "Ding Fan, is that you?"
"It's me, who are you?" Ding Fan asked in a deep voice.
"Jin Wuwei, the leader of the golden body."
"Master Jin, it's a pleasure to meet you! It's a pleasure to meet you! What advice can you give me?" Ding Fan hissed exaggeratedly.
"Don't do this, you are too cruel. You actually destroyed three of our sect's guardians." Jin Wuwei's anger could not be suppressed.
"Being greedy for money, blocking roads and robbing, and not following the sect's rules are all showing mercy." Ding Fan disdainfully said.
"This matter is not over yet. If I don't destroy you, how will the Jintai Sect gain a foothold in the world?" Jin Wuwei threatened.
"The followers of the Golden Head Sect are clueless. They do such despicable things behind the scenes. If they are publicized, I'm afraid it's you who won't have a foothold!"
"Humph, a kid with a yellow mouth dares to threaten an old Taoist."
"casual!"
Ding Fan snorted coldly, "Master Jin, if your sect only relies on robbery to survive, there is no need to exist. It should be completely eradicated."
"It's just you, it's a joke, we'll see!" Jin Wuwei hung up the phone angrily.
It was necessary to be on guard against others, so Ding Fan called Yunmei and asked her to inform the disciples staying in Caixia Mountain to take more precautions against the Golden Embryo Sect.
If it doesn't work, just go down the mountain! The botanical garden is safer.
Yunmei promised to inform Qingzhu, and Aoju was more vigilant. Fortunately, there was still a protective circle set up by the master last time on the mountain, which could always delay it for a while and get a chance to escape.
Ding Fan had no intention of getting involved in the disputes between the rivers and lakes, but now he has no choice but to avoid it. This is all because of the cunning and cunning northern boxing champion Dongfang Xu, who has lived up to his title of Grandmaster.
Speaking of which, Yan Xiaoyun is a bit pitiful. She has become a pawn of Dongfang Xu and doesn't care about her life or death at all.
Regardless of these, Ding Fan bought a few more timers when he got off work. Tonight, he will venture to the ghost land again!