Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal Chapter 239: Not strong enough, not strong enough!

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"This..." After listening to this teacher Wang, Hong Dali touched his chin: "Well, then you are acting first and acting as the principal. Isn't it okay? You usually want to play more, if you want Sleeping in the communication room is also possible. Anyway, listening to what you mean, it’s still a lonely family. Isn’t it true to live?"

"That's right," Teacher Wang thought carefully: "Then, I will make this old face and act as an agent first. Ha ha, Master Dali is a kind person, and he must be blessed."

Are you sending me a good card?

Anyway, even if this new Lanxiang Technical School has a responsible good principal, Hong Dali expressed great satisfaction and immediately snapped his fingers: "Let’s go and see, Speaking of which, the school was built from the beginning, I haven’t seen it yet."

A group of people took a few cars, followed by the giant turtle Xuanwu, and followed by more than a hundred guards. On the way, the head of state was like a patrol on the road, and he arrived at the school address quickly.

Hong Dali said that the new Lanxiang Technical School to be built, the address chosen by Hong Weiguo is still good, backed by the outermost mountain outside Tianjing Mountain, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters, the workers are working hard The foundations of several main buildings have been laid, and the scale has been raised. The outside is a long circle of walls, and the inside is the cafeteria dormitory and the like.

Hong Weiguo’s father, Hong Weiguo, is also quite atmospheric. Such a school is not much worse than the Tianjing College where Hong Dali is now studying, but Hong Dali still doesn’t feel enjoyable enough.

Fortunately, it’s your own territory, why not just build something more spectacular?

Holding his hand to touch his chin, Hong Dali asked Ling Xiaoyi: "Xiaoyi, how much is this school currently spending?"

Ling Xiaoyi replied: "Returning to the young master, at present it is only the location of various buildings on the foundation and the circle, and the main building of the teaching is repaired a little faster. It took about 4 million yuan and the wall was about 80. Ten thousand, others have not yet invested in a large scale."

Actually speaking, the most expensive one for this building is the land and the second is the internal equipment. The light building itself is really not much money.

If according to normal people, then everything must save costs. However, Hong Dali has the system of the big loser, the most important thing is to save costs. He still has a main line task that he hasn’t completed yet. If he fails, he has to deduct the ten-point survivability index. That’s a terrible thing. God knows that if he deducts it, it won’t be long. Ah, this is not enough!"

"Hungry, vigorous," Tang Muxin holding Xiao Miao in his arms strangely said: "What is not enough? This is already very good. Let's take the scale of Tianjing College, is this not enough?"

"Not strong enough, not strong enough!" Hong Dali continued to shake his head: "Our own school, just how to do this size, Xiao Yi you first asked everyone to stop, we have to rebuild, um, by the way, by the way the drawings Bring it to me, I have to take a good look!"

After listening to Hong Dali, Mr. Wang was crooked and said in a trembling voice: "Master Dali, don't tell me that this school is going to be demolished and rebuilt, how much money would be wasted..."

Hong Dali scratched his head and said: "Yes, if you want to do it, you have to do your best. I have thought about the new Lanxiang's advertising words, learn the scoop... Ah no, learn technology, and then go to Xinlan Xiang, Eight thousand beds of stainless steel, three thousand students are skilled!"

Mr. Wang was scared by Hong Dali’s words and sat on the ground, desperately said: “Are you a slogan at the technical school? Evening festivals can’t be guaranteed. Evening festivals can’t be guaranteed!”

Well, eight thousand beds of stainless steel, three thousand students are skilled...

It sounds like it's not serious...

Ms. Wang was obviously a frugal and frugal person. He quickly pointed at Hong Dali and exclaimed: "What the **** are you trying to do, are you not a loser?" Then he thumped and cried, "I am Feeling dizzy, how can I think of finding you a prodigal man...you didn't think about running this school right from the start, you just burned too much money, there is no place to spend money..."

No wonder he is like this. This school has already spent almost 5 million dollars now. As a result, Hong Dali is about to push a word, and no one can stand it. In particular, this teacher is still an older generation, a standard intellectual, and the amount of money he has seen in his lifetime is estimated to be tens of thousands at most. With so many millions of Hong Dali not taking things seriously, he does not have a heart attack even if his physical fitness is very strong.

Hong Dali was not angry, and said with emotion: "Mr. Wang, look, I really want to run the school, so that the children who come from far away have a good place to study. You see I have asked them to eat and drink The tuition is free, and you will have to find a job for them in the future. Of course, this school has to get a better one. The facade, right? You don’t have to worry about it."

Hong Dali said something sincerely. Teacher Wang sat on the floor looking up at him, and said in surprise: "Are you really going to do this? Isn’t this school run purely for the sake of losing money?"

Hong nodded vigorously: "Of course, although I lost my house a little bit, but the business is still very reliable."

Mr. Wang looked at the big tortoise standing behind the team, and finally slowly stood up, Chong Hong said vigorously: "Don’t lie to me, if these children delay the future because of you..." he said Suddenly, the sound rose suddenly, "I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!"

I rely on, you can’t see it. Have you ever learned psychic skills?

Ling Xiaoyi was speaking, Ling Xiaoyi came with an engineer. The engineer was wearing a hard hat, about forty years old, and knew that the man in front of him was Young Master Hong Dali, quickly asked in a low voice: "Master Dali, are you looking for me?"

"Yes," Hong Dali asked with a smile: "Well, what size is our school? Is there any drawings? Let me see."

"Drawings, yes!" As an engineer, building a building without drawings would be the same as eating without a bowl. The man quickly took out a drawing to find a place to spread out and said: "Our school covers a vast area. It has a continuous wall. There is one dormitory building with four people in each room, which can accommodate 500 people. One teaching building can accommodate 1,600 people to attend classes. There is one large auditorium, and the whole school student conference can accommodate 1,000 people. Not a problem."

"One student dormitory, two floors up and down, two thousand people will not be crowded for dinner. One plastic squash court, four hundred long and three hundred wide, absolutely spacious. Four basketball courts, and one outdoor swimming pool, occupying an area Six hundred square meters-you can swim in summer, and you can use it as an ice rink in winter..."

In fact, a school of this size, no matter where it is placed, must be regarded as a high standard. If nothing else, it must be sufficient to be a high school at least. But who said that score, if someone else thinks that this school has already hung up.

But in Hong Dali's eyes, there are not enough classes!

"Well, not strong enough, not strong enough!" Hong Dali touched his chin and looked around. Here is located in the plain area outside the Tianjing Mountain. The surrounding area is empty. After thinking about it, I simply climbed on the back of the big turtle and took a look at the pergola, and then looked at it, he laughed huh, the more he laughed It's weird, and the more you laugh, the more you get chilled.

After he laughed for a while, the following almost scared, the goods finally came down, and everyone with a mouth was stunned: "I suddenly had a good idea, haha! These drawings have been pushed. , Um, don’t start construction now, wait for me to get a new drawing."

"This..." The engineer was completely stunned: "What kind of foundation of 5 million or so, just like that?"

"Well, don’t worry, let me go, and wait for me to find someone." Hong Dali pressed the communication watch on his wrist, which was given to him by Lin Chuyin’s strongest technology house: "Hatsune, hello, is there a voice? Can you hear it?"

"Well, yes." Lin Chuyin's voice soon came from the watch: "Is something wrong?"

"Yes, there is." Hong Dali said with a smile to his watch: "I plan to build a high-end science fiction city, are you free now? Can you come here? By the way, bring all your notebooks, We’ve got a big vote this time!"

Hum, now the big loser system has been upgraded, there are more places to spend money behind, we simply hit a big science fiction city directly, wow ha ha ha ha ha! Definitely enjoyable!

"Well, yes, ten minutes." Lin Chuyin hung up the communication.

"You are crazy?" Tang Muxin jumped this time: "Science Fiction City? School?! New Lanxiang Technical School, you want to make a science fiction city out?! How much money is it! This is a free school. !"

"I know~IndoMTL.com~ Hong Dali said strangely: "So what..."

This time everyone was stunned. It was really shocked.

Science Fiction City, and Lin Chuyin’s strongest technology house design, this... There are not a few hundred million thrown in, it is estimated that no bird hair can see one? The more you play, the bigger this is!

Fortunately, Tang Muxin now knows that no one can organize Hong Dali to lose his house on this earth, so he doesn’t ask anymore, but secretly pulls Ling Xiaoyi: "Sister Xiaoyi, you must make this science fiction City... can you say anything in return? It’s a lot of money, it’s hundreds of millions of dollars, and it may not be possible. If there is no income at all, then..."

Xiaoyi is really not sure how to calculate this time. Science fiction city, this thing is not a small project, and she does not know what scale Hong Dali is going to make. Finally, the two of them thought for a long time, and with Li Nianwei, the three people concluded that-or wait for Lin Chuyin to arrive, let's talk about it. At present, everything depends on Lin Chuyin's generosity...

Soon, the low-pitched motor roar sounded, Lin Chuyin, whose sky blue hair was ponytailed, walked off the car indifferently, and went to Hong Dali, saying, "I'm here, the science fiction city you said , What is it?" (To be continued.) ()