A new day begins.

The calendar turns over the old pictures and ushers in a brand new December.

This is the last month of 1994.

Los Angeles is a little cold today.

The sun just emerged from the horizon to the east of the city.

Two North American cardinals ran to the windowsill on the second floor of the villa.

They are the real version of "Angry Birds", with bright red all over their bodies. There are many fruits that fall from autumn plants and there is no shortage of food.

So they were extremely fat, which made it extremely difficult to fly. They were lazy and crowded together, and their eyes looked into the room through the patterned glass.

The exquisite mahogany bed, the white quilt scattered on the bed, and the bedside table was filled with tyrannosaurus rex fossil eggs.

The ferocious dinosaurs are actually egg-growing animals, which easily reminds people of chickens, ducks, gooses, etc.

Unfortunately, they haven't lived until now, otherwise some duckbilled dragon skewers, tyrannosaurus rows, or plesodons meatballs, pterodon wings, etc. should be a good dinner choice.

But more likely...humans become their supper.

People with developed thinking are particularly real when dreaming.

Han Xuan wore animal skins in his dream, and fought with the dinosaurs with Nagatling machine guns all night. As for why there were so many bullets, he could only regard them as God's favor.

It arrived at half past six and woke up on time.

Han Xuan felt aching all over his body. He opened his eyes and recalled the dream he had just had no choice but to lean against the bed and smile foolishly.

After a while, Lola heard footsteps outside the door, knocked on the door gently, got an answer, pushed the door open and walked in, handed him a glass of water.

"Good morning, got up so early?" Han Xuan took the water cup and placed it on the bedside table, "Drink after brushing his teeth."

"Every day, Mr. Han can sleep until eight o'clock if he is not at home."

Lola went to the bathroom to squeeze toothpaste for him, looked at the dinosaur egg, and his voice was crisp: "Do you think the dinosaurs are really resurrected like they did in "Jurassic Park"?

After all, cloning technology is already available now. If you really find the blood of dinosaurs, you can resurrect them..."

Han Xuan shook his head and broke her fantasy.

"Impossible. Under its perfect conditions, nucleotides in DNA can be preserved for 6.8 million years, while dinosaurs became extinct 65 million years ago, and there was no complete DNA at all.

Recently, some scientists believe that chickens evolved from a prehistoric carnivorous dinosaur, whose DNA contains the dinosaur's genetic memory.

Therefore, it is tried to degenerate the chicken and become a monster like a dinosaur, with sharp teeth and long tails, and three to five sharp claws.

The experiment was called the Dinosaur Chicken Project, but now it is just a concept and does not have the technology in that area."

"That's how..."

Lola made up her bed and her tone became low, "I thought it was true in "Jurassic Park."

"Dinosaurs are impossible, but like moa, saber-toothed tiger, dodo, etc., it is very likely that they will be resurrected as long as they find the well-preserved DNA and find a suitable surrogate partner.

When I make money one day, I invest in a state-of-the-art bioengineering laboratory and raise a few giant monsters than elephants as pets.”

Han Xuan said with a smile, stuffing his toothbrush into his mouth.

People are lazy and feel troublesome to brush their teeth. They think about when to ask the Hope Technology company's people to make electric toothbrushes and walk into the bathroom to close the door.

More than a minute later, he shouted: "Lola!

You go out first! Someone can't pee in me!"

"……good."

Take a simple shower.

I changed into a close-fitting black suit, and there were two golden horizontal strips near the cuffs of the left sleeve.

Last time I went to Hoops company to measure the size, and after the clothes were made, my grandmother took it here.

"Comb your hair into three fat people, put on a handsome suit, and you will definitely be more beautiful than you think when you see you later."

Han Xuan was humming happily, looked at the fitting mirror, and fiddled with his hair.

The slender body is completely revealed, and no matter how you look, you become handsome, so helpless.

I am quite satisfied with the clothes. What fashion designers lack the most is creativity. It is not difficult to make it with inspiration.

I took my things downstairs and found that my grandfather and grandfather were also wearing slim suits, but the golden strips on their clothes were all at the back of the collar, and praised: "So handsome, I look in my forties in this outfit."

When Mr. Han sat down, he was obviously a little restrained, afraid that he would lose his clothes.

I am used to loose clothes, and I feel uncomfortable wearing this outfit. I am busy with cufflinks and said, "Besides looking energetic, I am just a good person, which is inconvenient.

I'd better go and change it. Your grandma insists that I advertise her, saying that it will be released next spring fashion week, women... it's just a problem."

“Don’t!

Why are you changing? Ask Housekeeper Adolf if his clothes look better than before."

Butler Adolf walked over with a silver plate and looked up and down: "You are more elegant in dressing, sir."

This is the San Francisco Chronicle and the New York Times. Others in the restaurant have already turned to the financial page.

Breakfast will be ready soon, please wait a moment.

I'll help you get the coffee."

Han Xuan took the lead in picking up the San Francisco Chronicle, and today the Architectural Design Office is about to publish the news about the new building.

I flipped to the social page, read it quickly, and handed it to my grandfather: "It's time to build a building."

Guo Muzhou looked at the picture of Stark Building designed and turned his eyes, "It looks good, but I don't have money."

I used to use the old building and I will build it in a few years.”

"I don't have money to go to my Huamei Bank to make a loan, so the money to build a building is enough." Han Xuan rolled his eyes back.

At this time, I heard the old man say, "By the way.

The Los Angeles Times intends to settle out of court with us. The investigation results show that their reports have indeed caused losses to us, and the Times-Mirror Company has surrendered.

Some time ago, a boy was kidnapped on the other side of Marbury Beach. The Los Angeles Times reported the results of the police investigation in advance. The kidnapper was frightened and so he tore up the votes.

The day before yesterday, he was caught by the police and told him about this.

It was a big fuss. Yesterday, someone went to protest in the square in front of the newspaper headquarters, and more than 4,000 people went to.

I was going to start a trial and our case on the 25th of this month. On the night of protesting, their board chairman called me and asked me that I asked so much…”

“$2 million?”

Seeing grandpa raising two fingers, Han Xuan asked.

"Guess again?"

“20 million?!

He agreed?!"

"Hey? Why don't you guess 200,000?"

"Nonsense, if it's $200,000, you're embarrassed to say it."

"Yeah, I agreed.

This newspaper has money, advertises, and invests, making a lot of money." Mr. Han said with a happy tone, "I don't need to pay taxes to you at that time."

"Okay, I can barely compensate for the mental damage I suffered."

"Bah, you're so shameless"

After breakfast.

Han Xuan was looking through his thick visa, and he estimated that all countries and regions in the world could be found in it.

For example, the Karta, Bahrain, the Republic of Azerbaijan, the Democratic Republic of Sao Tome and Principe, the Republic of Bosnia and Herzegovina, have never heard of it, and they even gave visas.

Some of these small countries, twenty of which combined were not as rich as the Han family.

No wonder some billionaires dare to overthrow the regime of small countries and live a kingly life there, and can change the law with just one word.

For example, Maldives, who was begging his father to sue for his breasts and asked Han to sign a contract, lived in a superpower for both lives, and I really don’t understand what their lives were.

If the meteorite that fell on the snow mountain ranch last time fell into the Vatican with an area of ​​only 0.44 square kilometers, this little guy would have destroyed the country.

Butler Adolf walked lightly and said, "Your Tyrannosaurus Rex is delivered to your door. At the door of the manor, the express delivery is waiting for you to sign for..."

Han Xuan looked shocked. Why did this sound so strange? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!