A powerful voice came: "We are here, what is going on?"
Luo Feifei pointed at Uncle Wen and said, "My uncle said that technology is necessary. You also know that our Xiao'er is also a civil servant. Do you understand?" The three old men naturally understood and nodded.
Mayfair said calmly: "Let's get down to business. By the way, the guy from Hong Kong that day is also my friend's brother. I have some technology here, high technology, black technology. What do you think it's all done? Research it yourself and invent it yourself.
.My advice to you is to find someone who is absolutely trustworthy, because if this information is spread out, China will be even more passive. Do you want it?"
Several people blinked, and one of the old men asked: "Well, how, um, how powerful is your technology?"
Mayfair waved her finger and said, "As small as guns, cannons, and bullets, they can hit airplanes, battleships, and even alien space stations and spaceships. It depends on your own level."
Another asked: "How much?"
Feier looked at Uncle Wen sharply, pushed him with her shoulders and asked, "How much does it cost?"
Uncle Wen asked doubtfully: "How much do you usually sell?"
Fei'er slapped him on the head and said: "Money in the mortal world is worthless. Tens of billions or hundreds of billions are not enough for these people. It's such a pain in the ass to print money. Why don't you use your brain to figure out what you want?"
They haven't even finished printing the money I stole from my previous robbery."
Uncle Wen twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the three old men opposite him sympathetically, sighed, and whispered: "I don't want anything! I'm just a craftsman, and I don't understand if you want anything."
On the contrary, Fei'er rolled her eyes and suddenly came up with a bad idea: "Hey, you see, you don't have any ideals anyway, so you might as well find a reliable wife for Awu. The wives they handed out should not be too cowardly, and they should not be too cowardly.
Second-rate."
Uncle Wen's eyes also lit up, this is possible. So he said: "Find my brother a wife who can control him. My brother is a bit unreliable."
Fei'er added: "Three things, first of all, we have to take care of the brother of my friend in Hong Kong and my family Liang Xiao; second, we need to try our best to ensure the few people who are close to me, smooth business cooperation, personal safety, etc.; third, we need to take care of our family.
When Awu finds a wife, she must have a certain level of force, otherwise she won’t be obedient when buying goods, but she must have a good temper towards her family, otherwise I will be the next one until both parties are satisfied.”
Well, faced with this request, they naturally chose to agree. With the resources they had, it was quite easy to get a wife. It was necessary for business to be smooth. Without finance, everything would be in vain. Leave Fei'er to them
There was a pile of data, three or four people high, and he said calmly: "Read it slowly by yourself, and remember to keep it secret, otherwise something will go wrong, and Uncle Wen, an ordinary person, cannot solve it."
The three big guys promised that they could solve this problem. Fei'er waved her hands in disgust and said, "If you can solve it, don't bother a bunch of ordinary people. Okay, if there's nothing else, let's go back to sleep."
After saying that, they opened the door to get out of the way, closed the door, and the three big guys nodded and returned to Liangji. Uncle Wen poured a glass of water for the little guy, and then he picked up the almonds again, this time putting them next to him.
A small plate of snacks, which saves the little ones from eating almonds secretly while thinking about it.
It was almost midnight, and Feier had already slept with her head on Uncle Wen's knees. Uncle Wen was still working there. Feier rubbed her eyes and asked, "Ah, is it like this every day?"
Uncle Wen actually said very leisurely: "In your own shop, the food must be made with real materials. Nowadays, there are more people eating it and there are more people picking it up."
Mayfair questioned: "Wouldn't it be nice to use a machine for this thing?"
Uncle Wen explained seriously: "If you don't pick it carefully, there will inevitably be something bad inside."
Fei'er was also impatient. She waved her hand and immediately separated the two sides. She gritted her teeth and asked: "Is there more! It's almost dawn!"
Uncle Wen's whole body froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched and asked: "Are you doing magic?"
Fei'er nodded, Uncle Wen had no choice but to check the things briefly and then led Fei'er back. Seeing that Uncle Wen also went to sleep after checking the sleeping situation of the family, Fei'er scratched her head as she didn't want to sleep very much.
Thinking that Uncle Wen was going to do it, she decisively started to return to Liangji and started to get mung bean flour and almond flour. It was easy for her to do this kind of thing anyway.
Early the next morning, Uncle Wen came to Liangji, looked at the things that had been prepared, and then looked at the little guy taking a nap on the tea table, and said helplessly: "I can do it myself slowly, and I can use a machine to make the powder.
"
Feier rubbed her eyes and said, "I couldn't sleep anyway. I really wanted to sleep after I was busy, so I found a quick place to take a nap. Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, just play by yourself. Ah~"
Uncle Wen was speechless and just carried the little guy away. After buying the entire Sanwan Xiejie, the Liang family shop was added two floors and turned into a four-story building. He was too lazy to open his eyes.
Mayfair, he sighed, and held her directly to the princess, and then carried her to the small bedroom on the fourth floor, where all the bedding was complete. Mayfair turned over, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.
When she went downstairs in high spirits again, looking at a table of food, she asked doubtfully: "What time is it?"
Uncle Wen replied: "It's noon, let's eat." Fei'er ate happily, not forgetting to make a small cup of dragon broth for Uncle Wen. Uncle Wen drank happily, not to mention, with the little girl, his
There is no need to worry about the good taste.
As the days passed, Fei'er would go back to Wang's house from time to time to take a look. Dai Xiaoyan also successfully married Chu Pei. During the wedding, Fei'er also happily presented some jade pendants.
Perhaps the two families have been together for a long time, and the tacit understanding between Shunjuan and Qin Qiuyu has been cultivated. After all, the foundation of the two people lies in Wang Zhanpeng, so reaching a certain consensus is also a routine operation.
What's more, for Dai Xiaoyan, Qin Qiuyu, the second mother, has nothing she can't bear, and there is no bigger conflict anyway. As long as she listens to a few gossips, there will be no problem. At most, she will just cry.
Now that Dai Xiaoyan is married, she has no burden or pressure. The most important thing is that Shunjuan has Ziling to worry about, and Fei'er who has disappeared for a long time. She is already annoyed enough, and Qin spends more time.
Only when Qiu Yu persuaded Shunjuan could she feel relieved.
After all these years, they met each other like guests, so everyone was happy during the whole process. With Fei'er in charge, even if Chu Lian came over, he didn't dare to have any intention of causing trouble. He knew very well that he would not say anything about making trouble.
If you have any bad thoughts, you will be beaten by the youngest.
The wedding was successfully completed, and the group of people went back to their respective homes. However, before the guests left, Chu Lian once again turned on the suicide mode and actually came to propose again, and this time it was like Fei'er proposing.