I can find treasures in my dreams.

Chapter 413 The first meeting between the long-legged girl and the female secretary

While the three of them were chatting.

Female secretary Ling Shuiling quickly entered the indoor greenhouse.

"Wow~"

The weather tree immediately began to sway.

This is to express welcome to Ling Shuiling.

This is because this magical tree species had received careful care from a female secretary when it was a seedling, so it behaved like this.

Yang Fan glanced at the female secretary: "Didn't I tell you to go to bed?"

Ling Shuiling stretched out her hand to lift her hair and smiled sweetly: "I wasn't sleepy, so I came to take a look."

Such an outstanding beauty, her smile was so beautiful that the two senior researchers were stunned.

As the saying goes, "Food, sex and nature are all part of one's nature," this is the instinctive reaction of normal men.

The female secretary noticed the looks of the two people and immediately stopped smiling. She said seriously, "The donation matter has been dealt with."

Director Chang curiously inquired, "Does Dean Yang want to donate money?"

Ling Shuiling answered on his behalf: "President Yang feels that he has achieved some success now, so he wants to give back to society.

“The recipients of donations are mainly the middle schools and universities where Mr. Yang studied before, as well as some public welfare institutions in Linjiang City.

"Originally there was a primary school, but the one Mr. Yang attended has been closed."

Director Chang didn't care much about the sense of boundaries, and asked again: "How much money did Director Yang donate?"

The female secretary welcomed this question, because it was an opportunity to promote it to the outside world: "A total of 100 million."

Director Chang blurted out: "Awesome!"

The director couldn't help but sigh: "It's really worth it to be as good as Mr. Yang!"

He is in charge of a trillion-dollar company and has hundreds of billions of wealth. Not only is he surrounded by beautiful women, he also shocked the country by inventing 28 flavors of wheat trees, and he is world-famous for cultivating weather trees to predict frost disasters.

Even the donations are a huge sum of 100 million yuan, who wouldn't be envious?
Zhao Qingde agreed with this and even quoted a line from ancient Chinese literature: "A real man should be like Mr. Yang!"

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched: "No matter how much money you have, you still only have one bowl to eat from and one bed to sleep on."

Director Chang disagreed: "There is indeed only one rice bowl, but if you have less money, you may not have a vegetable bowl, just a bowl of rice with toppings. If you have more money, you can have ten or eight vegetable bowls."

The director originally wanted to say, "There is indeed only one bed, but if you have little money, you can only have a broken bed and can't sleep alone at night. If you have more money, you can have eight or ten beds, and each one of them can have a different beauty lying on it."

However, considering that the female secretary was right next to him, Director Chang finally swallowed his words back.

Yang Fan glanced at this argumentative guy and shook his head, saying, "When you have so much money, you will understand that when you have a lot of money, you will not have too many material desires."

Director Chang was choked for a moment.

Since he could never have that much money, he didn't know how to refute this statement.

Ling Shuiling smiled and assisted, "Director Yang's annual salary is 5000 million Xia Yuan. Based on the company's performance, there are corresponding stock rewards every year. It is estimated that there will be at least million yuan every year in the next ten years. If we don't donate the money, we really have nowhere to spend it.

"Donating money is not only giving back to society, but also helps to improve the image of Mr. Yang and the company, and it can also reduce taxes, so the bank consortium that injected capital also thinks this is a good idea."

Director Chang listened to these huge numbers and felt that his life was bleak and dull.

Mr. Yang can earn at least 2.5 small goals a year. How many years of work salary would that equal?

Zhao Qingde was also stunned: "Director Yang, if you don't talk about money, we can still be friends."

Yang Fan stopped talking about this: "Okay, okay, let's stop talking nonsense."

He thought for a moment and said, "When I return to Linjiang City, I will find a few mutant varieties in the greenhouse and cultivate them together with you."

These two are people from the scientific research circle, and joint training with them is more to their liking than direct donations.

Zhao Qingde was overjoyed, feeling like he had finally "got hold of a rich man's thigh": "Boss Yang, you are so kind!"

Director Chang couldn't help but ask, "Director Yang, how many good things have you come up with?"

Yang Fan smiled but said nothing.

It was Ling Shuiling who answered the question: "I can't tell you the exact number, I can only say it's a lot."

Director Chang almost knelt down: "Boss!"

Yang Fan turned to look at the female secretary and changed the subject: "Anything else?"

Ling Shuiling pointed to the roof and said, "The higher-ups have sent a team of superpowers to protect you until the global frost is over. They are expected to arrive in an hour."

Yang Fan looked strange after hearing this.

No way, send someone to protect me?
Director Chang nodded repeatedly: "Those white people are not good people, especially the Gameni people who have done a lot of assassinations. Director Yang is our Daxia's treasure, and we must protect him well."

Zhao Qingde nodded: "I think so too."

Yang Fan moved his mouth but ultimately said nothing.

at this time.

He suddenly had a sense and turned to look at the weather tree in the center of the greenhouse.

Director Chang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Dean Yang, what's wrong?"

Yang Fan said in a deep voice: "An extremely cold cyclone has appeared in Xiumei City!"

Now the whole world knows that extremely cold cyclones are the precursor to frost disasters.

Director Chang picked up his phone as quickly as possible and made a call: "Is there an extremely cold cyclone in your area?"

The response came immediately: "Yes! The temperature in the whole city is dropping rapidly now."

Director Chang turned around and gave Yang Fan a thumbs up: "Dean Yang, you are amazing!"

Yang Fan did not respond, but silently sensed for a few seconds, and then said: "It is estimated that in three hours and twenty minutes, the frost disaster will officially descend on Xiumei City."

Director Chang jumped up and said, "I will notify Xiumei City immediately."

Zhao Qingde looked at Yang Fan and felt that from this moment on, Dean Yang was truly "deified".

11:05 PM BST.

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Zhang Haichao, the host of Daxia National Television, shouted to the camera lens: "The extreme cold cyclone has appeared now. It has enveloped the entire Xiumei City and is still expanding rapidly."

He paused and raised his voice: "The prediction made by Mr. Yang Fan, the genius supernatural being of Daxia, has come true!"

This was the second time he called out the word “genius”. After this live broadcast, Yang Fan’s name “genius” has become deeply rooted in people’s hearts.

Colleague Zhang Chen, standing nearby, echoed, “Yes, this is a prediction that could change history.”

In the eyes of both of them, this prediction is of great significance.

Because with one successful prediction, there can be a second, third, and even Nth prediction, which means that Daxia no longer needs to worry about frost disasters.

Zhang Haichao looked up at the sky and continued to shout: "Although it is night now, we can still see the outline of the extremely cold cyclone."

With the help of the searchlights placed in the city, you can see countless snowflakes dancing rapidly horizontally.

Snowflakes are markers that "depict" the shape of the cyclone.

Zhang Chen said: "Although I am wearing warm gold cold-resistant clothing, I still feel the surrounding cold air seeping in.

“This is because the extremely cold cyclone caused supernatural cold air to gather quickly, which caused my body temperature to drop rapidly.

“When I first wore a heated winter suit, someone told me that I couldn’t move around in a frost-affected area for long periods of time even with it.

"I didn't quite believe it at the time, but now I completely believe it. I think the frost disaster is really a very terrible disaster."

Zhang Chen originally wanted to say, "No wonder millions of people died in Guangren City of Dongli Country," but when the words were about to come out, he felt that this sentence was a bit inappropriate, so he held it back.

Zhang Haichao shouted again: "We just got some important news. Mr. Yang Fan said that the frost disaster is expected to officially fall on Xiumei City in three hours and twenty minutes."

He looked down at his watch and said, "It is now 11:08 pm, which is about 2:30 am. The frost disaster will appear in Xiumei City."

Zhang Chen smoothly replied, "All residents of Xiumei City, please do not leave your home casually. If you need anything, please use the rescue bracelet to ask for help immediately. The authorities will provide assistance as quickly as possible."

"Woo~"

A whistling sound was heard.

Snowflakes flew past the two of them quickly.

Zhang Haichao shuddered, his voice trembling a little: "It's really too cold. For safety reasons, I'm afraid we can't broadcast live outdoors like this."

Zhang Chen nodded and said, "I agree with this wholeheartedly. We must find a room with heating."

soon.

The camera starts to move.

The two hosts crossed the square, entered a five-story building next to it, and began to climb the stairs.

Zhang Haichao climbed more than a dozen steps and panted as he said, "During the frost disaster, we must not use the elevator, because no one knows whether the elevator will malfunction in extremely low temperatures, so we can only climb the stairs."

Zhang Chen felt a little regretful: "If I had known earlier, I should have gotten a Tiangong No. 1 exoskeleton to wear, so that even climbing a hundred floors would be easy."

Zhang Haichao smiled and said, "The purpose of this live broadcast is to fully experience the frost disaster in Xiumei City from the perspective of ordinary people. Do ordinary people have exoskeletons? I think you are overthinking it!"

Zhang Chen argued: "As far as I know, the Tiangong Industrial Group, which manufactures the Tiangong series of exoskeletons, is developing an auxiliary exoskeleton specifically for ordinary people. This new series is named 'Linggong'. When the Linggong exoskeleton comes out, I will buy one immediately."

Zhang Haichao argued, "But the Linggong series will not be available for at least a few months, so you still have to climb the stairs obediently."

While talking.

The two men arrived at the top floor panting and entered an empty office.

Three walls of the office are covered with large glass, and there are many lights around the central square, so you can see what's going on outside.

Zhang Chen looked around and said, "Dear audience, this is where we will stay for the next few days. We will stay in this room until the frost disaster is over."

Zhang Haichao added: "We don't have electric heaters, electric blankets, or floor heating, but we don't have to worry about freezing to death."

Zhang Chen followed up, "Because we have two warm gold heat radiation blankets, which are officially distributed to every resident of Xiumei City."

As he said this, he opened a package and took out a thin gray blanket.

Zhang Haichao introduced: "The alloy heating wire in the thermal blanket contains 1.8% warm gold. Although the warm gold content is only 3 grams by weight, its heating efficiency far exceeds that of other equipment.

"In response to this frost disaster, the government urgently airlifted 500 million thermal blankets and provided them to the residents of Xiumei City at a discounted price of 500 yuan per blanket.

"As the Development Alliance continues to mine warm gold from the Black Sand Sea of ​​Death, the price of warm gold has dropped a lot. The latest offer is 1800 summer yuan per gram.

"The 3 grams of warm gold contained in the thermal radiation blanket alone costs 5400 yuan. Taking into account the cost of other materials and production costs, the cost of the thermal radiation blanket is close to 5500 yuan." Based on this calculation, the official price of the thermal radiation blanket is less than % off, which is a huge discount.

"Daxia has made a plan to popularize the heat radiation blanket to every household in the next three months, so that all Daxia people can experience the effect of warm gold."

Zhang Haichao paused and said with pride: "Looking around the world, only our Daxia can do this."

Zhang Chen changed the topic: "Let's pause the live broadcast and move the camera to other places in Xiumei City to see what the citizens of Xiumei City are like."

Thousands of kilometers away.

Dongli country.

Retired sniper Li Zhixun, a member of the Dongli Revolutionary Army, is still watching the live broadcast of the Daxia National Television.

"...The cost of the heat radiation blanket is close to 5500 yuan...Only Daxia can do it in the world..."

The host's description of the grand plan of "a thermal blanket for every Daxia citizen" made Li Zhixun a little distracted.

He knew that Daxia had a population of 18 billion, and that in just three months, 18 billion thermal blankets were produced and sold to the people of Daxia at extremely low prices. This shocked him deeply.

On a daily basis, this equates to the production of 2000 million thermal blankets per day.

A large factory that manufactures electric blankets can produce 24 electric blankets per day if it operates at full capacity 5 hours a day.

To achieve the goal of producing 2000 million pieces per day, this would require 400 such large factories, or thousands of medium-sized factories.

Does Toray have such industrial capabilities?

Never!

In the entire Canglan Star, perhaps only Daxia can do it.

News emerged one after another in the Revolutionary Army group.

This is a discussion among group members.

"Daxia's industrial capacity is too terrifying!"

"One Xia Yuan can be exchanged for 1 Dongli Yuan. A warm gold thermal radiation blanket costs 340 Xia Yuan, which is nearly 5500 million Dongli Yuan. This is half of the monthly income of many Dongli people. Daxia actually supplies it to the people at a 190% discount. Daxia is a country that truly cares about its people."

"The exchange rate before the natural disaster was 1 Xia Yuan to 340 Dongli Yuan. Now 1 Xia Yuan can be exchanged for 850 Dongli Yuan. We can't afford a warm gold thermal blanket with one month's salary. Besides, the price of Dongli is three times higher than that of Daxia. I'm afraid we can only afford one in half a year."

"I'm sorry, I haven't been abroad for a long time, and I don't know enough about Daxia."

Li Zhixun watched the discussions in the group and felt that what the domestic media said all day long, "Dongli is a developed country," was a lie.

It is obvious that Daxia is the truly developed country, and Dongli is just a developing country.

At this time.

The live broadcast screen switched.

A person wrapped tightly and wearing goggles, who could not be identified as a man or a woman, reached out and knocked on the door of a house.

"Boom! Boom!"

The man turned his head to look at the camera and said something.

This is a female voice: "Everyone, I am a reporter from Daxia National Television, my name is Huang Tingting.

"I just contacted a resident of Xiumei City randomly, and now I am at his doorstep."

soon.

The door opens.

Huang Tingting walked in quickly and the person who opened the door closed it.

The female reporter took off her mask and smiled, "Mr. Li, thank you very much for accepting our interview."

Mr. Li didn't waste any words: "My family is in the master bedroom, I'll take you to see it."

The camera followed Mr. Li as he moved through the living room and into a bedroom.

In addition to the hostess, there were two children in the bedroom.

Two warm gold thermal blankets were placed on the bed, and two more were hung on the wall.

The family of four didn't wear much. They didn't wear cold-resistant clothes, but down jackets instead. They didn't even zip them up, just left them open.

Li Zhixun looked at this scene and really didn't know what to say.

He remembered that when an extremely cold cyclone hit Guangren City, many Guangren citizens said online that their homes were as cold as ice caves and they had to wear cold-resistant clothing and turn on the heating.

But these Daxia people, not only did they not wear cold-resistant clothing, they didn't even put on their clothes properly.

Isn't that too exaggerated?!

in the screen.

Huang Tingting asked: "Mr. Li, are you feeling okay?"

Mr. Li smiled and replied, "It feels very good, but the effect of the warm gold heat radiation blanket is too good. Sometimes I have to temporarily turn off the two heat radiation blankets, otherwise I will sweat from the heat."

A little kid rushed to say, "The wind outside is so loud that we can't sleep."

Huang Tingting smiled and said, "The disaster will be over in a few days, can we just be patient?"

The child responded with one word in a crisp voice: "Okay!"

Li Zhixun watched in silence.

Millions of people froze to death in Guangren City, but people in Daxia were sweating from the heat. This incident gave him great stimulation.

In the Revolutionary Army group, many people were paying attention to Daxia’s live broadcast, and they started discussing it again.

"Daxia has built so many factories that can produce 2000 million warm gold heat radiation blankets every day. This production capacity is definitely not just to meet Daxia's domestic needs, it can definitely supply the whole world. Daxia people also rely on this to make money."

"Daxia controls the Gate of the World and completely controls the mining of warm gold. They are the only country in the world that can make warm gold thermal radiation blankets. If we want to get this thing, we must get closer to Daxia."

"That makes sense. Daxia is definitely unwilling to sell the Warm Gold Heat Radiation Blanket to the enemy."

“But here the Gamenians have the final say.”

"Then let's drive out the Gamenians first!"

"This is not enough. We must also eliminate the internal enemies. These hateful guys are in cahoots with the Gamenians. They will do their best to prevent our country from getting closer to Daxia."

"I agree! There is an old saying in Daxia that goes 'to resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the internal situation'. Only when the internal problems are resolved can we fully focus on dealing with the external enemies."

Twelve o'clock at night, Daxia time.

Tianfu Province, Jindu City.

Due to the extremely cold cyclone that hit Xiumei City, Jindu City was not far from Xiumei City, so it was more or less affected, and the wind speed became significantly stronger.

Zhao Xiaoying, wearing a military uniform, walked quickly down from the transport plane.

Yesterday, the team of superpowers she was in finally received a transfer order from the country and flew back to the capital of Daxia from the Camel Kingdom.

Subsequently, the Jiuzhou Legion issued a mission to recruit ten elite psychics to protect Yang Fan, the chairman of Tianxing Agriculture. The mission will last for one month and may be extended depending on the situation.

Zhao Xiaoying signed up without hesitation and was successfully selected. She flew here from the capital overnight.

Honestly speaking, the long-legged girl had an urge to burst out laughing when she received this task from her superiors.

Others don’t know Yang Fan’s true identity, but she knows it better than anyone else.

The fishmonger is the famous Mr. Crow!

How desperate must the people of Jameni be to send people to assassinate the Great Xia Crow? Isn't this just seeking death?
An electric bus drove over quickly, Zhao Xiaoying and her teammates waited for the bus in turn, and the bus quickly left the airport.

Only a quarter of an hour had passed.

Zhao Xiaoying entered the branch of the Institute of Supernatural Powers and met the fishmonger's somewhat famous female secretary.

When she was in the Camel Kingdom, she had seen the photo of the female secretary countless times.

She felt a little regretful that she shouldn't have gone to the Camel Kingdom to participate in the mission.

snort!
You are such a good fisherman. You actually hooked up with such a beautiful girl while I was away!

The long-legged girl smiled and stretched out her right hand: "Hello, Miss Ling, my name is Zhao Xiaoying."

Ling Shuiling was stunned for a moment.

The female secretary was just here to receive guests on behalf of Yang Fan. She didn't expect that this female psychic would take the initiative to greet her and even introduce herself.

What does it mean?
Ling Shuiling stretched out her right hand in confusion: "Hello!"

The words just finished.

A whisper rang in her ears: "Before Director Yang joined Tianxing Company, I was Director Yang's upstairs neighbor, and I have known Director Yang for a long time.

"By the way, I have something important to tell you. From now on, I will compete with you fairly."

Ling Shuiling let out an "Ah!" and was stunned for a moment.

The female secretary never expected that the person sent by the authorities to protect Yang Fan would actually turn out to be a love rival.

Thousands of kilometers away.

Two major events once again occurred in the turbulent Toray Kingdom.

The first piece.

The two leaders of the G Society were assassinated by a psychic while discussing their country's affairs at night. Both of them were shot in the head.

The psychic called himself "Shadow Walker". After killing two leaders, he brazenly killed three Gameni psychics and dozens of Gameni soldiers, and then he merged into the shadows and disappeared.

This incident caused a sensation throughout the Dongli Kingdom.

the second one.

More than 3000 million Dongli people held a real-name vote on the Babel network, demanding the expulsion of the Gameni garrison.

This voting activity also comes with a small event - a lighting ceremony.

At exactly one o'clock in the morning, tens of millions of Dongli people turned off the lights in their homes at the same time, waited for ten seconds, and then turned on the lights in their homes together.

The organizers publicly declared that this was done to demonstrate the determination of all Dongli people, and that the Dongli people would drive out the Gameni people no matter what the cost.

The Blue Palace, the highest power center of the Jamian Federation, responded urgently to this, believing that this was an illegally manipulated vote and had no legal effect at all.

The Dongli people responded quickly. They would set up an organization called "Freedom Army" and use armed struggle to free the Dongli people from the oppression of the Gameni people.

This piece of news immediately set off a storm on Canglan Star’s social media.

(End of this chapter)