Tan Xu came to the construction site without even putting on his clothes and was stopped near the subway entrance.
A group of unidentified men in black, wearing sunglasses late at night, full marks for their pretentiousness.
Smelling a strange smell from them, Tan Xu found an excuse to leave and called Su Jian.
"Can you please ask Mr. Zheng's engineer to come over and take a look?"
"Uncle Tan, I'm nearby. Where are you? I'll go find you."
Soon Su Jian arrived, followed by Wu Dayou. Due to the special circumstances, Su Jian did not allow Jin to follow.
"Xiao Jian, I would like to invite Mr. Zheng..."
Su Jian waved her hand, "Uncle Tan, it's useless to hire engineers from thousands of miles away. There's nothing he can do about this."
"What's the meaning?"
Su Jian looked at Wu Daoyou, and it was finally his turn to play. The old Taoist felt that this was his highlight moment.
"Tan Gong, you still don't know who those men in black are, do you?"
"I don't know!" Tan Xu shook his head.
"There is a department in China that is never open to the outside world. The people inside are knowledgeable in metaphysics. To be honest, Line 2 may have to be rerouted."
"Why is this?"
"Because you have discovered the capital's dragon veins."
No matter how Tan Xu asked, Wu Laodao never spoke again. From now on, he would cherish his words like gold, because he had been studying Dragon Veins for more than twenty years, and those pretenders wearing sunglasses would eventually have to ask him for advice.
"Uncle Tan, don't worry, there will be a solution."
Only then did Tan Xu realize why Su Jian introduced Wu Daoyou to him.
At the same time, a landslide occurred in another place. The relevant departments who came after hearing the news immediately took control of the person in charge.
Feng Yuanjun stared at the ceiling in despair.
Recently, he has always had no strength. He thought it was because he was tired, so he didn't pay attention.
In the early hours of the morning, there was a loud noise at the construction site, which shook him from his bed to the ground. His ears were ringing, and he couldn't get up for a long time.
Finally, an injured worker crawled into the house with his face covered in blood, crying and begging him to save the overtime workers.
He asked what happened.
The worker answered him that a six-story building had been built, but for some unknown reason, it collapsed and all the workers were buried inside.
It's over, everything is over.
After Tang Hexiang was shot, he had been careful and kept his tail between his legs.
As long as he builds the building and sells the money to pay off part of the debt, the rest will be his assets. Within a few years, he will be able to turn around and return to the ranks of the rich.
Now it's all over, it's all a thing of the past, and I'm afraid I'll have to spend the rest of my life in prison.
"Xiao Jian, ask Ah Li to come with you."
Zhong Qinghai gave Su Jian instructions on the phone while flipping through the construction drawings in his hand.
"Why is it such a mess? Are these really construction drawings of a collapsed construction site?"
He was temporarily transferred here to direct the excavation and rescue work. The people below found construction drawings in Feng Yuanjun's office. Although Zhong Qinghai did not understand architecture, in his opinion, these construction drawings were obviously inconsistent with the collapsed building.
"Go and call the person in charge."
Zhou Yang whispered a few words in his ear, "Boss, Feng Yuanjun seems to be paralyzed."
"What?"
"He couldn't get up on his own and said his legs were weak. I just pricked him with a needle and he felt no pain."
"Are you pretending to be sick?"
"I don't know, I'll know when Jane comes."
"Forget it for now, are the search and rescue dogs in place?"
"Coming soon."
Zhou Yang wanted to say, with Su Jian here, what kind of search and rescue dog do we need? She can bear ten dogs by herself.
But you must not say this. Secretary Zhong’s future daughter-in-law is more powerful than a dog. It will not sound good if it is spread.