Ye Mingjing and Fang Lingying made a live broadcast on the scene, whether it was in the co-construction contact group with Xiang Wan and others, or on the Philippine phone number in Wu Mengxi.

The bright sunshine that seemed to exist in the tropical areas was shining on Palawan Island. Natasha casually looked at the photos passed by Ye Mingjing, hummed twice, leaned on the plastic chair with her eyes squinted, pulled down the sunglasses on her bangs. She had originally covered half of her face by her bangs, but now she was blocked a lot, and she could not see her expression and eyes at all.

Looking out, it was dilapidated outside, just like the corrugated houses that Buck and Ye Mingjing and Fang Lingying spent ten dollars to rent for a night. Wanda Town is full of such houses built with ruin-like materials. Perhaps a typhoon can make this look better, but for thousands of years, it has been so simple and backward.

Some European and American tourists stayed and opened hotels and restaurants to slightly improve the tourism conditions here, but overall it still maintains the original ecology, and there is no other reason, and the transportation is inconvenient.

The Philippine government also has weak regional control over these hundreds of islands, large and small. Usually, from one town to another, you either have to experience earth-shaking tropical ocean storms or dilapidated bus roads that are bumpy for many hours. The entire Palawan area spans hundreds or thousands of kilometers, with only two airports, one of which is located on Busanga Island. But now Wu Mengxi and Natasha both arrive at Busanga Airport by civil flight. After more than ten hours of bumpy, Wanda Town will be reached. A town with only 20,000 to 30,000 people is already the largest settlement in this area. Fishing villages with dozens or hundreds of people are scattered on islands in the southern Philippines. The difference in conditions and control can be imagined.

Even if the car bought by his own people still made Wu Mengxi, who had always been pampering, complained. He immediately stuffed Yarmolenko and others into Afghanistan, and must get the helicopter back as soon as possible, at least to ensure that there will be no such headache from the airport to Wanda.

Under such circumstances, the progress of the project on Fei'er Island is of course very slow, and it is definitely not as beautiful and smooth as Buck's animation.

Just because of the photo of the jade skull, the elders of the Om Cult provided a lot of assistance and supervision. Otherwise, with the mentality of these local people who were lazy and surviving by the sea, the progress would be several times slower!

Wu Mengxi was not in a hurry and planned to start one up and take a look. When the transportation was convenient and he had experience, he would find someone from China to come to the construction. That was another matter. Now his transportation team and security work have not kept up with his living environment, and repairing them is also a decoration.

So she slowly broke the small fish cakes on the plate and ate them in garlic paste and chili sauce. She also read the photos of the automatic browsing. After listening to two recordings, she only brought a cup of coffee made by the German shop owner. She took a sip and breathed a sigh in Chinese: "Next month, my chef and catering team will come with the helicopter. All the restaurants here will give me a drink of the northwest wind!"

No matter how proud Natasha was, she turned to Wu Mengxi in disbelief and surprised in Chinese words: "You have thanked others every day for doing well these days, and they have also served you well. If you turn around, you will destroy their business?!" It is probably because they are greedy for their beauty. The German shop owners give pizza every time, and garlic paste and chili sauce are specially designed to find the only small shop in the town with one-quarter Chinese descent to lend Wu Mengxi to show their attentiveness. I didn't expect this woman to be so vicious!

Wu Mengxi naturally enjoyed another bite of coffee: "This is my philosophy of life. In order to achieve my goal, I don't care about the methods in between, and I don't care about the life or death of my life and death outside of me and my people. You and Buck are mercenaries, shouldn't you have this mentality?"

Natasha nodded: "It's right, but we are divided into battlefields. If a chef leaves the battlefield, it is not my enemy, and there is no need to make others unable to survive."

Wu Mengxi shook his head: "Now there are seven restaurants in the town, five of which are small restaurants opened by foreign tourists. The locals cook their own food, so they serve tourists together with the other two large high-end restaurants. The business is so good, but because there is no Chinese restaurant involved in it. When the hard-working, cutting corners and short-term Chinese restaurants are built, it is delicious and cheap, and the dishes are served quickly. I will open several restaurants of different styles in succession. These people will wait to close. This is the survival of the fittest, wolf eats meat, dogs eat shit, this is my battlefield, there is no friendship, I will use my way to comprehensively transform this island, and once I master the tourist catering, and gradually change the real estate, and strive to make the town comprehensively change within three to five years. It has both original beauty and rich economic benefits. At that time, the managers here cannot do without us. Whether it is religion or military affairs, we can hold it firmly in our hands!"

The former Military Command Academy student was stunned. After thinking about it, it seemed that this was true: "This... is your plan?" These things did not seem to be reflected in that plan, at least they were not so comprehensive and ruthless, they just built an island hotel.

Wu Mengxi shook her head: "It's not my plan, it's my dream."

Natasha had just heard the word repeatedly in the recording: "Dream? The dream Buck mentioned just now?"

Wu Mengxi also pulled down his sunglasses to cover his face, slid his beautiful figure down on the plastic chair, and he didn't look like a seat, but he was more comfortable lying on his body: "I am a very ambitious woman. I have once clinged to some equally ambitious men. I have learned a lot of things and released my greed. It was Buck who pulled me out and gave me a new life. So whether I love or not, he is my faith. Otherwise, I will fall into greed again. He has no ambitions, but he can complement me. I am happy to play the game of building a building, slowly building this world into a new kingdom, which consumes my energy. So this is my dream, a paradise for our own. So do you think such a lustful shopkeeper who serves us for five minutes and serves us for half an hour. Is it necessary for the fool who needs to exist here?"

Natasha looked back at the unlucky shop owner. At this moment, she might think that the woman here was discussing him, and she looked like a chic chef, and even gave her a kiss: "I did nothing wrong, right? Be more romantic..."

Wu Mengxi smiled and blew back a kiss: "He will give you two more glasses of orange juice later. Yes, you are right. If I come to travel, this is a romantic encounter. But if I am the ruler of this area, he is a disharmonious point and cannot serve the guests well. He forms a perfect part of this small society and becomes an excellent screw on the machine. Then he has to get out."

Sure enough, within a few minutes, the attentive owner brought two glasses of orange juice: "Beautiful lady, can you invite you to dinner? I will not open tonight, how about accompanying you to the Mermaid Restaurant to watch the sunset?"

Wu Mengxi proudly gave Natasha a look, smiled and shook her head: "Do your business well, and make some travel expenses while you can still earn some travel expenses..."

Seeing the poor worm who died, Natasha couldn't help but give a tip of twenty dollars, which made the big German man, who was confused by the monk, touch the back of his head and left, for some reason, offended the beauty.

After taking a loud sip of iced orange juice, Wu Mengxi asked Natasha comfortably: "I've finished talking about mine, what about you? Where is your dream?"

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Chapter completed!