Reborn in 2010, the AI ​​in my mind is too powerful.

The next day, a dozen or so Lanai Island managers gathered in the conference room of the Four Seasons Hotel.

Chen Yiran sat in the main seat, with Amit standing to his right, a stack of documents spread out in front of them.

Nine representatives from the Lanai Planning Committee sat on either side of a long table, while the administrators of the cultural heritage center and the cat sanctuary sat in the far corner, both looking rather uncomfortable.

There were also two fishermen, the veterans Amit had mentioned earlier. The one of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent was named Ma Tianzhong, and the one of mixed Filipino and indigenous descent was named Ray Kahana.

Both of them were very tanned, with calluses on their hands, clearly indicating they did manual labor. Standing by the door, they seemed unsure where to sit.

Chen Yiran pointed to two empty seats at the end of the table: "Sit down. I didn't call you all here today to be punished by standing. This is Amit, you should all know him already. He will be the manager of Lanai Island from now on."

Now I'll talk about the short-term plans. First, starting today, tourism on the island will be completely suspended, and all land under my name will be closed to the public.

This was not unexpected, and everyone remained calm.

Only the cultural heritage center administrator and the cat sanctuary administrator opened their mouths, but ultimately said nothing.

Chen Yiran saw them, but ignored them and continued to instruct: "Most of the people on the island are my employees. I will reassign them to other positions."

There are diving and guided tours on the island, some of which are private and might lead to financial ruin. Those who need these services could choose to join my company. Lanai Island's new role is as a technological testing ground for the Aurora Group.

Chen Yiran picked up the remote control on the table, pressed a button, and the projector on the wall lit up. An aerial view of Lanai Island appeared on the screen, marked with dozens of red dots.

"These red markers indicate the locations of the surveillance cameras that have already been installed. These are at major intersections, ports, airport entrances, and several high points. They are all the latest models from Aurora Group, featuring facial recognition and license plate recognition, operating 24/7. This is our first order, to test them."

Next, we will deploy agricultural drones in several areas of the island to test their performance. In short, this is the island's short-term positioning; we need to help test Aurora Group's products, and they will pay us for it.

Chen Yiran tapped a few more times, and the projector displayed several house design drawings.

"There's one more thing. Most of the houses on the island are quite old, and I'd like to renovate them all, or better yet, rebuild them. I'll cover the cost of the construction workers, and you can cover the cost of the materials. If you agree, then we'll demolish and rebuild them all."

These are the house plans designed by the famous British design firm that designed my villa. Our island has a small population, so there's a lot of room for design. Take a look, isn't it beautifully designed?

A Japanese man in his sixties, a member of the planning committee, raised his hand: "Mr. Chen, could you give me an approximate cost for these materials?"

Chen Yiran looked at Amit.

Amit opened the folder and said, "According to Foster + Partners' preliminary estimate, if it's a demolition and reconstruction, and all are reinforced concrete structures, it would cost approximately $80,000 to $150,000 per household."

Although our materials need to be shipped from outside, which increases the cost compared to having them in the US, our large-scale construction and centralized procurement make it much cheaper than individual orders, and the quality of the materials we receive is also better.

My suggestion to everyone is to rebuild. Many houses on the island are still the original plantation dormitories, which are quite old and not very modern.

Moreover, most people are still renting company housing. After the reconstruction, although the land will still belong to the owner, they can live there for free for life without having to pay rent.

The elderly Japanese man nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Chen Yiran said with a smile, "You guys should also do some work. It would be best if the whole island could be rebuilt in a unified way. That way, the design style would be more comfortable, and I might as well just demolish the old dormitories."

If anyone has financial problems, you can directly contact me for a loan, and I'll gradually deduct it from your salaries. From now on, you won't be relying on travel for a living, so don't worry about making ends meet; I'll take care of everything.

The cultural heritage center administrator and the cat sanctuary administrator, sitting in a corner, exchanged a glance, seemingly having made a great decision.

The cultural heritage center administrator raised his hand and asked, "What about our cultural heritage? Without tourists, there's no one."

The cat shelter manager nodded and said, "The cat shelter is a unique feature of the island, and many people love it. We can't deprive people of their right to come here, can we?"

Chen Yiran thought for a moment and said, "As for the cat shelter, if you can move all the cats away, I don't mind. The cats were only brought here by people during the plantation period and that's how they multiplied on the island."

I don't care if you take them all off the island now; you can easily set up another cat sanctuary on another Hawaiian island. Besides, aren't many people fond of cats? Let them do it.

Then, regarding the cultural heritage center, isn't there still 1% of the land on the island that doesn't belong to me? You can move there.

The two of them were slightly angry when they heard Chen Yiran's words.

Not to mention that moving so many cats is an impossible task in itself.

Moving the cultural heritage center to a new location is absurd. The 1% that Chen Yiran mentioned refers to the law enforcement area left by the US government, which houses the government and post office. There is no other place for it to be located.

Moreover, moving there still wouldn't solve the tourist problem. The island's docks and airports all belong to Chen Yiran. If he simply shuts down the company, no tourists will be able to dock.

Chen Yiran waited for two seconds, and seeing that they stopped talking, he ignored them.

"That's all for today. Amit will discuss the specific construction plans and timelines with each of you individually. Meeting adjourned."

The group got up and started to walk outside.

Ma Tianzhong and Ray Kahana were walking at the very back when Chen Yiran called out to them.

"Wait a minute, you two stay here."

Upon hearing this, the two turned back and stood obediently beside the table.

Chen Yiran sized them up for a few seconds and asked, "Where exactly did you serve in the military?"

Ma Tianzhong spoke first: "Marine Corps, enlisted in 2003, discharged in 2007. Served in Iraq."

Ray Kahana continued, "The Army, from 2001 to 2006. Fourteen months in Afghanistan."

"So, we're just fishing now?"

"Yes, fishing, and occasionally helping out at the port by moving goods."

"Alright, from now on, you two will be in charge of security on the island."

The two men exchanged a glance, and Ma Tianzhong asked, "What exactly will you be responsible for?"

"Personnel access management, patrols of key areas on the island, and coordination with the facilities I'll be setting up later. Amit will explain the details to you. As for personnel, could you try to find some young people willing to work as security guards?"

Ma Tianzhong nodded: "No problem. If we don't develop tourism, many of our brothers who make a living by diving will be out of work. They will be happy to come."

Ray Kahana, who was standing next to him, nodded slightly in agreement.

Chen Yiran waved his hand: "Okay, that's all for now."

After the two left, Amit leaned over and said, "Boss, the people from the cultural heritage center and the cat sanctuary might try something sneaky."

Chen Yiran calmly said, "It's alright, nothing serious will happen. You can go ahead and get back to work."

"Okay, boss."

After Amit bowed and left, Chen Yiran took out his laptop, entered the password, and turned on the monitoring.

Chen Yiran genuinely felt that there wouldn't be any major problems. The private island was truly private; all the companies on the island belonged to him, including the internet communications company. He didn't even need to go through any special hacking; he had direct control over all the electronic devices on the island.

While drinking cola and waiting, after more than ten minutes, he saw the carnivorous plant's notification. The group that had just been in a meeting split into two small groups and began to hold their own meetings to discuss their new master.