Feng Jianjun now only feels that his head hurts.
Back and forth, the reporters' questions almost all focused on the main builder. However, as for Director Feng's identity, the county magistrate had no instructions. Of course, he did not dare to make any unwarranted claims and expose Feng Yun.
After chatting with the reporters, Feng Jianjun just wanted to end the interview quickly.
This interview was to warm up the Baiwu Mountain project, so it was said to be a large-scale live broadcast by multiple media. As this live broadcast began, the topic of the resumption of the Baiwu Mountain project rushed to Linjun's hot search list.
“I really look forward to the completion of the new Baiwu Mountain Scenic Area!”
“I don’t care if it’s a check-in spot for internet celebrities, I just want to know how mysterious the scenic spot will be this time!”
"Am I the only one who thinks the main developer is hyping it up? It's so mysterious just for the sake of popularity!"
"Are the people upstairs not thinking wisely when they go out? Aren't the Yong'an Bridge and Jingwu subway stations popular enough? Do you need to hype them up here?"
"That's right, the heat of Yong'an Bridge is enough. Who cares about the heat of Baiwu Mountain?"
"Stop arguing, let's wait and see what Baiwu Mountain will look like after it is completed? I can't wait!"
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Like the reporters’ questions, the focus of comments on the Internet is still on the main builders behind the scenes.
Similarly, due to the popularity of Yongan Bridge and Jingwu subway stations, the popularity of the Baiwu Mountain Scenic Area project has been pushed to a higher level.
Even before construction has officially started, it has already aroused countless expectations. It can be said that the Baiwu Mountain Scenic Area became popular first.
Feng Yun didn't care at all about the ups and downs in the outside world. He was just busy on the construction site with Wang Siqi. This allowed Wang Siqi to follow him and really learn more things.
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Linjun Hospital.
Fatty and the others had nothing to do in the ward. Most of the time, they just relied on the TV hanging on the wall to pass the time.
No, as soon as the news of the start of the Baiwu Mountain project came out, Fatty immediately became excited and stopped eating the melon seeds in his hands.
“The director has said before that the construction of Baiwu Mountain will be fully taken over by our polling bureau.
Now that the project has started, there is no one around the director who can help. Do we have to find a way to help? "
"Indeed, the current members of the polling bureau are just us. We are all lying in the hospital. How busy the director must be!"
Wang Xiaodao also sat up, he couldn't let the director fight alone.
Ma Xiaoling got excited and said, "Damn it, fat man, how about we get discharged from the hospital? I think we have almost recovered now!"
Lying in the hospital bed, she even felt like mushrooms were growing on her body!
The fat man's mobility is quite strong. No, when he heard Ma Xiaoling say this, he nodded and sat up to get out of bed.
As a result, as soon as the foot hit the ground, the heartbreaking pain defeated the fat man first, causing him to lie back down again.
"Listen to the director's arrangements and take good care of your injuries. Only when we are completely healed can we help!"
Listening to the fat man's grinning cry, several black lines fell on Yan Qilin's forehead, and then he spoke in a cold voice.
Ma Xiaoling, who originally thought there was hope of being discharged from the hospital, saw the fat man's look and heard Yan Qilin's words. She nodded in agreement and lay down obediently.
She figured it out, it was most important to heal her injuries first.
After all, Fatty and the others had trained their physical strength, so after their injuries had also been repaired, it was soon time to be discharged from the hospital.
The attending doctor looked at the people who were visibly excited and about to jump up after hearing that he could be discharged from the hospital. He also shook his head helplessly. However, he still gave some instructions that need to be paid attention to after discharge.
Several people who had obviously penetrated the left ear and the right ear got out of bed one by one, packing their things quickly, wishing they could fly out of the hospital right now.
Ma Xiaoling took her own things and went out first. After all, the fat man didn't care at all that she was a girl and had already started changing her clothes.
Yan Qilin didn't know when he had packed up all the things and was standing at the door waiting for the others. He was the fastest.
"At such an old age, this is the first time I've stayed in a hospital for such a long time. I'm really going to go crazy!"
The old smoker kept mumbling, holding the pipe that had been broken into two pieces tightly in his hand. This was his most beloved thing, and if a smoker could not take a puff for so long, he really wanted to Suffocated.
Taoist Priest Qingyun carefully put the mahogany sword that was too broken to be used into his backpack.
Several people moved very quickly. They packed up their belongings in a short time and walked outside with their belongings.
"Captain, should we go to Baiwu Mountain first or go back to the polling bureau? The project in Baiwu Mountain has started. The director should be at the polling bureau, right?"
Touching his head, Wang Xiaodao asked the fat man.
His question was unanimously agreed upon by others.
"The director must be busy in Baiwu Mountain. Otherwise, there is no way he wouldn't even know about our discharge. Let's go to Baiwu Mountain now to give the director a surprise!"
As the captain, Fatty made the decision.
"Damn fat man, how dare you say that the director doesn't know about your discharge?"
Before Fatty and the others could go out, the door to the ward was pushed open first, and an arrogant voice reached the ears of several people.
"Brother Flathead? Why are you here?"
The familiar voice diverted the attention of several people. Fatty was really surprised to see Brother Flathead.
"When I come to the hospital, besides picking you up, what else can I do?"
The flat-headed brother, who felt that the fat man's brain might be eaten, rolled his eyes at him, and then walked up to Taoist Priest Qingyun, "Taoist Priest, our director invites you to visit the polling bureau!"
Brother Pingtou completed Feng Yun's instructions without missing a beat.
Taoist Priest Qingyun did not hesitate and nodded towards Brother Pingtou.
He had planned to go to the polling bureau before, but it was just right now.
After Ma Xiaoling changed her clothes, she came back and saw Brother Flathead first.
"Hey, why are you here? Is the director here? Where is the director?"
Ma Xiaoling looked forward to it as she walked around the flat-headed brother with excitement on her face.
"Let's go out first. The car has been arranged and waiting outside!"
Brother Flathead didn't want to talk anymore, he made a decision very directly, and took the lead to walk outside.
Seeing what he said, everyone else packed their belongings and followed him out.
At the entrance of the hospital, a commercial car was already waiting at the door. Brother Flathead opened the door and motioned to Fatty and the others to get in the car.
After several people got in the car, Brother Flathead opened the passenger door and got in.
The driver wore sunglasses. After everyone got in the car, he started the car and drove outside.
"Brother Pingtou, should we go directly to Baiwu Mountain to help the director?
Was that four-armed Bodhisattva beaten to the point of death by the director?
Does the director have any special plans for the Baiwushan project?
Have all the buildings in the ghost market been demolished..."
After sitting down, Fatty stared at Brother Flathead. They were sent to the hospital first by Kong Jie that day, and they didn't know what happened next. Now they can only get information from Brother Flathead.
"If the director takes action, then everything will be solved. Let's not go to Baiwu Mountain and go directly back to the polling bureau!"
Regarding the fat man's question, the flat-headed brother answered it seriously.
"Why don't you go to Baiwu Mountain?"
Wang Xiaodao didn't understand, couldn't they help the director?
"Isn't the director not in Baiwu Mountain now?"
Yan Qilin is very good at focusing on key points.
"The director is not in Baiwu Mountain, which means he is not busy. If the director is not busy, why didn't he come to pick us up? Did something happen to the director?"
The more Ma Xiaoling talked, the more worried she became. Now she wished she could fly back to the polling bureau to see what happened to the director.
Her words made everyone else worry.
The corner of Brother Flathead's mouth twitched. It must be said that fat people like this have good imaginations.
"Master driver, can you drive faster? We are in a hurry!"
Wang Xiaodao was more straightforward and spoke directly to the driver.
The driver didn't respond, but silently adjusted the direction of the rearview mirror so that the people sitting behind could see his face clearly.
"Why does this driver look familiar?"
What the fat man said was completely out of his mind.
A helpless smile appeared on the driver's lips, and he took off his sunglasses.
"Director? It turns out that the director came to pick us up in person!"
Yan Qilin was the first to react and looked at Feng Yun, with a smile on his expressionless face.
"Who said just now that I won't come to pick you up?"
Feng Yun smiled and looked at his team members in the rearview mirror with a smile on his face.
The fat man was sitting in the front row. After not seeing Feng Yun clearly, he leaned between the two seats in front and looked at Feng Yun. "Director, Director, these words were said by Ma Xiaoling. I firmly believe that , you will definitely come to pick us up!"
"Damn fat man, what are you talking about? I'm obviously worried about the director!
However, I am still very happy that the director came to pick us up in person..."
Ma Xiaoling wanted to grab the fat man's ears and beat him. She rolled her eyes at the fat man angrily, but when she saw Feng Yun smiling at her, her voice weakened and she lowered her head unconsciously.
"Okay, stop joking. If you are discharged from the hospital, of course I will come to pick you up!"
Seeing the team members talking nonsense, the smile on Feng Yun's face became even stronger.
With Wang Siqi, a descendant of the construction Feng Shui family, here at the Baiwu Mountain construction site, Feng Yun was saved a lot of trouble.
Feng Yun actually communicates with the doctor about Fatty and the others every day, so Feng Yun naturally knows in detail about their discharge time.
After making various arrangements in advance, Feng Yun brought Brother Pingtou over and personally came to pick up Fatty and the others from the hospital.
When dealing with Fatty and the others, Feng Yun has always been harsh when he should be harsh, but he is still very gentle at ordinary times.
The relationship between them is more like the care of family members rather than the working relationship between superiors and subordinates.
Taoist Priest Qingyun was sitting at the back. He was filled with emotion as he watched the exchanges between the people in the polling bureau and the director.
The scene of Chief Feng transforming thousands of lonely souls into wild ghosts with his own efforts on Baiwu Mountain was deeply imprinted in Taoist Priest Qingyun's mind.
Feng Yun was not at all afraid of the Four-Armed Bodhisattva, such a powerful ghost king, but faced the challenge head-on. For this alone, in Taoist Priest Qingyun's knowledge, no one could do it.
When facing the enemy, Director Feng was decisive and decisive, but when facing his own people, his attitude was extremely gentle.
Taoist Priest Qingyun was curious about such a department. He also thought of what Fatty and the others had said jokingly before, and felt a bit of longing for it in his heart.
"Old smoker, are you worried about your pipe?"
After the old smoker got in the car, he sat silently next to him, looking out the window without saying a word, with a trace of sadness on his face.
Of course Feng Yun noticed it, so he spoke directly.
"Director, I, no, eh..."
The old smoker was anxious to explain, but for a moment he was too nervous and didn't know what to say.
Waving his hand at the old smoker, Feng Yun said very naturally, "No need to explain, I understand everything!"
While talking, Feng Yun simply threw a bag over, and it happened to fall into the old smoker's arms.
"Gift!"
These two simple words aroused the curiosity of others present. Everyone stared at the thing in the old smoker's hand, wishing they could help him open it.
Puzzled, the old smoker opened the bag and took out a beautifully packaged box under the urging of everyone.
Before the box was opened, the old smoker smelled a familiar smell.
He couldn't help but feel excited, and even when he opened the box, his hands were trembling slightly.
A delicate tobacco pipe lay quietly inside the box, and next to it was a cloth bag filled with cut tobacco.
"Director, thank you, thank you..."
The old smoker thanked him almost incoherently. He didn't expect that in such a chaotic situation, Feng Yun could still notice that his pipe was broken and even prepare a new pipe.
"You're welcome, as long as you like it!"
Feng Yun said casually, but he really didn't think it was anything.
Holding the new pipe, the old smoker deeply smelled the smell of tobacco, with a look of obsession on his face.
Along the way, the atmosphere was harmonious, everyone was laughing, chatting and joking, it was very relaxed.
Feng Yun was still very satisfied with the actions of Fatty and the others in Baiwu Mountain. From them, Feng Yun saw their indomitable and firm belief.
After entering the ghost market and discovering the Four-Armed Bodhisattva, Fatty and the others could evacuate first. After all, no one expected the existence of the Ghost King.
However, they still stayed there firmly and never took a step back.
Even if it costs their lives, they will not give up.
It is precisely because of their existence that the polling bureau has a real future to look forward to.
After returning to the polling bureau on Liuhuo Avenue, Feng Yun first took out the Taigong Tiger Talisman and sealed it again for Brother Pingtou.
Others were used to it, but Taoist Priest Qingyun was dumbfounded.
He saw that a good person turned into a honey badger in front of his eyes.
(End of chapter)
