Chapter 245: Branding (second, ask for monthly pass)

"First of all, you need to make them understand what curse is." Chen Yan added.
"..." Obviously, this is impossible.
Risfal didn't ask any more, apparently he was reluctant to say.
Chen Yun and Dale took away Fisher and Black and White, and Risfal still looked thoughtfully at the door.
Chen Huan watched Fisher woke up, Fisher immediately reached out from Dell's arms and wanted to pounce on Chen Huai's arms.
"Uncle Chen, hug."
Chen Huan took Fisher: "Wake up?"
"Uncle Chen, are you leaving?"
"Ok."
"Is Heima Baima going away?"
"Ok."
"Then when will you come next?"
"Why did I come, can't you go to me?"
Fisher turned to look at Dell: "Dad, can I go to my uncle?"
"Of course." Can Dell say no? Obviously not ...
"Chen, stay for dinner?"
"No, I still have something."
...
"Hello Mr. Fisher."
Chen Ye went outside the construction site by the mirror lake, and Felix Cisco walked out wearing a hard hat.
Fisher. Cisco is very dedicated as the boss of the engineering company.
He attaches great importance to this project of Chen Ye. When Chen Ye came over, he was almost on site for supervision.
Of course, there may be a shortage of people in their company, and only his boss can supervise the work.
"Mr. Chen, hello."
"How is the project going?"
"The foundation has been poured with concrete and steel, and now it is doing the lake interception on the periphery." Fisker Cisco explained as clearly as possible.
Chen Yun knows what the lake intercepts, because the design of the building is part of the lake, so the lake must be stopped during construction, and then the lake part is constructed.
"Mr. Chen, seriously, the pH of this land is somewhat deserved, and some of the vegetation originally expected to be planted may be difficult to survive."
"So do you have any good proposals?"
"During the construction, we will dig up a lot of silt in the lake. I can ask workers to spread the silt in the surrounding area. The silt belongs to high-quality vegetation soil, but the coverage is just around the villa, but farther away. It's still bare and slightly monotonous. "
"Then you can help me dig up some silt and spread more, if we need more money, we will count it."
"Mr. Chen, I'd be happy to help you, but we don't have the ability to do water work and don't have this permission."
"Is there no way?"
"It's not completely helpless. I've seen the geographical environment here. The river of Mirror Lake eventually flows into the inland river in downtown Los Angeles, but the width of the river is not enough, and the big ship can't come in. Convenient water transportation. If Mr. Chen has a yacht, he can also come in and build a port by the lake. The silt of the river can also be designated to be stacked here. My engineering team can help spread the silt. "
"So if you say I need to get another water engineering team?"
"Yes."
"Then how much more should I pay?"
"According to my estimation, the cost of dredging the river for every ten meters should be three hundred dollars. The distance from the mirror lake to the Los Angeles inland river is about twenty-five kilometers, and one kilometer is thirty thousand dollars. It took $ 750,000 to complete this unblocking? "
"I know a water engineering team, and I can help you get in touch," said Fisker Cisco. "And I can help you talk about the price of half a million dollars."
Chen Yan looked at Felix Cisco and the price dropped to two-thirds.
"So do you have any requirements?" Chen Yan asked.
"I hope that the construction of the small terminal will be handed to me as well," said Fisker Cisco.
"How much does it take to build a dock where yachts can be moored?"
"One hundred thousand dollars."
"I need to ask." Chen Yan had decided in his heart, but he didn't know the market price, so he had to ask the professionals, the price given by Felwood Cisco was reasonable or not.
"Certainly." Fischer Cisco saw that Chen Yan had already moved.
He still has a good grasp of Chen Yong's psychological grasp. He is willing to spend more than one million dollars to build a luxurious villa, so he must have harsh requirements for his new home and living environment.
When he hears his shortcomings stated, he will definitely spend more to make up for them.
...
Brewster found Smith's apartment, and he found that Smith's door was not closed.
First knocked on the door, there was no movement inside.
Brewster pushed in and found a sour smell in the apartment, littered everywhere.
Brewster frowned, knowing that Smith was shy on weekdays.
It just didn't occur to me that it had reached this level.
Brewster called out, "Smith, are you there? I'm Brewster."
Smith's face was decadent, his hair was messy, and the scum on his face didn't know how many had been cleaned up. His eyes were all bloodshot and his eyes were dark circles.
"Smith, I heard you lost the bet, but you better not lose your job." Brewster came to warn Smith, and he was very dissatisfied with Smith.
Smith's eyes were dumb, his left fist clenched, and he shivered slightly.
Although Brewster was not young, he was five centimeters taller and thinner than Smith, and he had a wide waistline, so he didn't bother to see Smith at all.
"Why, do you want to hit me?"
Smith looked up at Brewster, suddenly grinning, and reached out: "Principal, I don't mean that, I will go to class honestly."
"It's pretty much the same." Brewster reached out and took Smith's hand.
But the next moment, Brewster felt a burning pain in his palm.
"Ah ... let go! Let go!"
Brewster broke free of Smith's palm, and he saw a trace of a soldering iron on his palm.
A round brand with a devil's head on it.
"What do you do !? What did you do to me?"
Smith stood there, with a weird smile on his face.
Brewster was startled, more and more disturbed, and turned and ran.
Smith didn't go after Brewster either, Brewster pressed the elevator button frantically.
Ding--
The elevator door opened and Brewster rushed in.
Until the elevator door was closed, Brewster relaxed and called Sienna quickly.
"Hey ... ah ..." Brewster didn't have time to speak before the elevator suddenly fell.
"Hey, principal Brewster, hey ... talk, what's wrong?"
Timing more ...