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Chapter 802 We are going to start an engineering project

When Wang Yunxiao followed Li Yu to find the navy, they were moving bricks on the construction site.

Literally moving bricks at a construction site.

The supervisor was a minotaur, and according to Li Yu's introduction, he was from Olympus.

I'm a professional construction engineer and have a visa. But because I look a bit different from others, it's hard for me to find a job in Tianmen City, so I came here.

After staying in Sunjia Town for two days, the navy soldiers had spent all their money.

There was no choice but to work for others to earn some living expenses.

"Where are the reinforcements? Where are the reinforcements I need?"

When the Navy Company Commander Xu Baochuan saw Wang Yunxiao coming, he immediately asked for reinforcements, which confused Wang Yunxiao.

No, buddy...My leader asked me to come to you, and you want me to provide reinforcements?
What are you here for?
"We came here to catch a merchant ship that was smuggling, but we were accidentally dragged here. We have no food or bullets, and now all we have left are the firewood sticks in our hands!"

When talking about his own situation, Captain Xu's voice choked up.

"What on earth are you doing at the Secret Service? You didn't even reply to my messages. If we hadn't run into Lao Ge here, we would have had to beg on the streets!"

What is the Secret Service doing?
Busy with the deportation work.

Old Ge was the minotaur supervisor, whose original name was Ge Si. Although the two parties did not know each other, he was an overseas immigrant after all, and had dealt with the navy. Seeing that Captain Xu and his men were pitiful, he originally planned to help them.

But Captain Xu was shy and unwilling to accept such donations, and finally chose to come to the construction site to move bricks.

Speaking of construction sites, this is the first modern construction site Wang Yunxiao has seen in Sunjia Town. The other residential buildings can only be described as mud shacks, which are not only lacking in technology, but also lacking in aesthetics.

Building a house is a technical job and not everyone can do it.

In front of outsiders, Wang Yunxiao couldn't discuss the internal secrets of the Secret Service, so he asked about the situation at the construction site.

"They are going to build a temple."

Old Ge showed an honest smile on his face: "I happened to be passing by here, and when I saw that my major was suitable, I took the job."

Right...is it right?

Are you building the Chinese style or the Olympus style?

The locals might not understand this problem, so Wang Yunxiao thought about it and decided to keep his doubts to himself and mind his own business.

It’s not like they are repairing it for me, as long as they are happy.

"Is it profitable?"

"Yes! Don't be fooled by the fact that this place is poor. Their banking system is quite advanced, and they have the protection of the gods. The project is settled in cash, the deposit has been paid, and the construction period is not particularly tight."

Looking at the happy smile on Lao Ge’s face, it shows that he really made a lot of money.

I don’t know what resources this remote place relies on to maintain such a high-end economic system.

"I heard that he made money from the dead."

Captain Xu muttered quietly, "I heard from some people who were just sent down these days that they have done business in the world of the living. They went directly to the hospital to sell underworld services to those rich people who are dying... This place is not right, it's too weird. The Secret Service Bureau doesn't care, and even the City God Bureau doesn't care?"

How do you know that the Secret Service doesn't care? If they didn't care, how could they know the situation here so clearly?

Considering the Secret Service's tradition of sting operations, they must have made some arrangements here, but with Wang Yunxiao's status and position, he cannot access secrets at this level.

It’s a good thing to have no contact with it. The less you know, the less workload you have.

A few months after Teacher Liu became a full-time employee, Wang Yunxiao felt that her hairline had become much higher.

"Old Ge, do you have spare capacity to undertake other projects?"

“Yes!” Upon hearing about the project, the Minotaur’s eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up the wine jug and poured some for Wang Yunxiao: “Tell me more about it, I will take any project. Especially in this place, there is no municipal department to cause trouble, so we can do whatever we want... As long as the money is in place, we can build anything!”

"It's just a normal residential building, the most ordinary kind."

“How many square meters?”

"About one or two hundred people."

"what……"

When he heard this number, Lao Ge became a little uninterested.

“It’s a government-approved project.”

"That can be done! No problem! But... is this place under the jurisdiction of your government?"

Old Ge grinned and said, "I know you Ming people always like to say that the land where the sun and moon shine is Han territory, but there is no sun or moon here, and even the City God Department has no jurisdiction here. You said you want to do the project, so do the project. Have you asked the mountain god for his opinion?"

…………

"You want to send a group of refugees to our place? Is this a good place?"

When Li Mumu woke up, she found that Sunjia Town had become something she didn't even recognize.

The main reason is that she had never managed this place seriously in the past - what is there to manage when people are so poor that they have to eat dirt?
Almost everything was left to Winsty to run. After all, Winsty preferred this kind of half-dead place.

Later, Winsty got involved in banking and selling ghost money. She knew all about this, but she didn't ask in detail.

Who knew she had developed Sunjia Town into this!
What kind of trading genius are you?
Of course, in addition to Winsty's underworld operation model, the development of Sunjia Town to its current scale is also inseparable from the efforts of another person.

It was Li Yu who was standing in front of her at this moment.

To be precise, his name should be Xia Yu.

The last emperor of the previous dynasty who abdicated, a puppet who was always at the mercy of others, a useless emperor who could do nothing but lie down and do nothing.

It is not known whether he left the Xia Mansion of his own accord or was instigated by someone to hide in the inner palace of the thousand-year-old imperial city.

After being caught and taught a lesson by Xia Yubing, he was left in Sunjia Town to fend for himself.

At least Li Mumu thought that he was just left to fend for himself.

Looking back now, Xia Yubing should have provided him with some help in secret.

Otherwise, a normal person simply cannot survive in such a hellish place.

When I saw this man again, he had changed his name to Li Yu and inexplicably became a tax collector in Sunjia Town.

Although he was only a tax officer in name, except for Winsty, the administrative system of the entire Sunjia Town with a population of over ten thousand was created and controlled by him alone. It ran very maturely and smoothly, with almost no mistakes.

Li Mumu was not surprised that he could do this.

No matter how useless an emperor was, he was still an emperor.

The gatekeeper of the national army team can beat the high school team champion by holding the insole of his shoe with one hand.

Sunjia Town is a tiny place, with a population of tens of thousands, which may not be as numerous as the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace.

It would be abnormal if he couldn't manage it well.

What really puzzled Li Mumu was why he was willing to care.

"I don't care."

Facing Li Mumu's doubts, Li Yu still had a lazy smile on his face. "If you think there is a suitable candidate, I will leave. Anything is fine."

(End of this chapter)