No explanation.

Since the beginning of deciding to develop his own base camp, Chen Dong has never explained the overall plan to anyone.

After dinner, Mr. Long arranged for the reporter to go to Dingtai office building.

After the arrangement was made, Mr. Long thought about it and pushed open the door of Chen Dong's study.

The study room is a little dark.

Only a light on the desk and a computer screen.

Chen Dong stared at the screen intently, gently stroked the mouse with his right hand, clamped the cigarette with his left fingertips, and supported his chin.

“Are you arranged?”

Chen Dong didn't raise his eyes and asked directly.

"Yeah, OK."

Old Long nodded, pushed the wheelchair to the desk, and said frowningly: "Young master, I don't ask about your plan, but can I ask what you said at the dinner table just now?"

"Which sentence?"

Chen Dong raised his eyebrows and stared at the screen without turning his eyes.

"That sentence, then everyone in the world scolds you."

Old Long had a deep gaze and stared at Chen Dong's face.

He wanted to see something from Chen Dong's face.

But even Mr. Long himself didn't know when it was that he began to see "things" from Chen Dong's face.

Chen Dong took a deep breath, put down his mouse, leaned on the chair tiredly, closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds.

During this process, he held the cigarette in his mouth and let the smoke linger.

He said slowly when his eyes opened again.

"I experienced a child who died and Xiaoying was seriously injured. Being a father and husband is all my lingering shadows."

He slowly turned his eyes to Old Long, but ripples appeared on his bright eyes, and his tone was resolute: "When I knew Xiaoying was pregnant again, I told myself that I should put on my scales and face the world. Even if the world despises me, I will move forward and overcome all obstacles!"

Old Long stared at Chen Dong in a daze.

His eyes were bright and unstable, and his mind was floating.

Chen Dong said something, as if he was telling him something.

But he was hiding it, covering it with a layer of gauze, which made him unable to guess at all!

Perhaps...when you lose once, having it again is enough to change a man!

Especially this man is a father and a husband!

Old Long sighed and pushed the wheelchair and turned around: "Young master, I won't ask anymore. I will move forward with you. The young lady and the young master will definitely be safe this time!"

Looking at Old Long who was about to walk out of the study.

Chen Dong shouted: "Old Long, the subsequent public opinion storm continues to ferment. I hope you can help me with them, hiding from Xiaoying, she is pregnant. I don't want her emotions to fluctuate too much because of me. In addition... there is still too much land in our hands, and we have to continue selling it."

Old Long stopped the wheelchair and was instantly furious.

There is too much land, so I still need to continue selling?

Crazy?

If you sell all the land, what can you use to build your own base camp?

Just thinking about the promise to Chen Dong just now, Old Long suppressed his churn: "I understand."

"I will make a picture tonight and mark the plots we need to sell."

Chen Dong continued to stare at the computer screen and suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something: "By the way, Mr. Long, you are the ancestor of Hong Huiming, and you are only one senior level lower than Ye Yuanqiu. You should know very well within Hong Hui that if all 3,600 Hong Hui's sects were activated, would you still not be able to find one or two people?"

“It’s hard to find.”

Old Long did not ask, but responded calmly: "Unless the person dies, the corpse sinks to the sea, and is wrapped in the belly of fish and shrimps!"

Boom!

The calm voice is like thunder.

Under the light.

Chen Dong's facial features suddenly froze, and the blue veins at the corners of his eyes were even more prominent, and he kept beating.

Has it really reached this point?

Click!

Old Long left and closed the study door.

Chen Dong lit a cigarette in annoyance, frowned, and looked worried.

He has been thinking about his father-in-law and mother-in-law!

This also concerns Gu Qingying and the baby in Gu Qingying's belly.

Honghui... has never heard of news.

There were 3,600 doors, but it was impossible to find out the news about my father-in-law and mother-in-law for such a long time.

Could it be that he was really hit by Old Long?

Worry, nervous, panic...

All kinds of emotions came one after another, which made Chen Dong feel upset and difficult to calm down in an instant.

Chen Dong looked out at the night sky lights outside the window and murmured softly: "What happened on the other side of the ocean?"

It was not until late at night that Chen Dong gradually suppressed his complicated thoughts.

He still forced himself to call Yuan Yigang or Ye Yuanqiu.

wait……

Perhaps the best choice now!

In the second half of the night, Chen Dong did not fall asleep, but instead compiled a piece of land that marked the current possession of all the major forces under him, and also specially marked the land that will be auctioned in the future.

By the time the map was completed, the sky had turned white.

Chen Dong printed out the map, held it up, stood in front of the window, facing the rising sun, and smiled proudly.

"This... is the blueprint for my new Chen family in the future!"

After putting away the map, Chen Dong turned around and walked out of the study.

But I just stopped at the door and didn't wait for the door to open.

A bang!

The study door was knocked open.

Chen Dong was caught off guard and almost hit the face by the study door.

He looked at Zhuge Qing standing at the door in surprise.

"What happened?"

Zhuge Qing's face turned red and his eyes were full of fear.

"No, no, something happened. Something happened on Mr. Chen's street. Someone was marching on a large scale!"

"procession?"

Chen Dong said in confusion: "What's our business?"

Zhuge Qing had a quick breath and said anxiously: "The target of the large-scale parade is Mr. Chen!"

Chen Dong was shocked.

Zhuge Qing in front of him kept saying: "Most of them are people who follow the trend and invest in houses in the southwest. They all have the intention of Yun Conglong and Feng Conghu. When they buy a house, they will wait for Mr. Chen to promote the development of the southwest region and make their houses appreciate and make money. But now we sell land on a large scale. These several operations have directly lowered the housing prices. They are now parading on the streets, and the sign is Mr. Chen, you eat blood buns!"

When talking, Zhuge Qing held his hands together, and his palms were covered with sweat stains.

However.

Chen Dong, who looked dull, still did not respond.

Zhuge Qing was so anxious that he scratched his head: "Mr. Chen, what should I do now?"

As soon as the words are spoken.

Chen Dong suddenly laughed strangely: "It's so good!"

very nice?

Zhuge Qing was confused. It was already this scene, so how could it be better?

Is Mr. Chen crazy?

I was boycotted by someone and scolded in the street. What's the best thing to do?

"Mr. Chen, the number of people is gathering rapidly and the situation is getting worse. What do you mean?"

Zhuge Qing felt it was necessary to remind Chen Dong, because he felt that Chen Dong was confused now and did not realize the seriousness of the matter.

Bang!

Chen Dong's left hand fell on Zhuge Qing's shoulder, and his words were amazing.
Chapter completed!