Xu family.

Xu Huaichu slumped on the sofa, looking a little dazed.

She clearly felt that Fang Yuan's attitude towards her was a little different after she asked that question.

Before, Fang Yuan was also cold, but would play around with me.

Just when Xu Huaichu finished asking about Fangtu Group's fund transfer, she could clearly feel that Fang Yuan was distanced from her.

"My dear daughter, how is your question going? Is Fangtu Group going to compete with Mou Guozhong for the project?"

This was the first thing Xu Maozhi said when he returned home and saw his precious daughter.

Xu Huaichu rolled his eyes: "It's all your fault. Now Fang Yuan ignores me!"

Xu Maozhi smiled widely: "I'll just ignore you! I'll just ignore you!"

Who would be willing to give their cabbage to someone else's pig?

"Humph! You wish. I'm quite interested in Fang Yuan now. He said he opened an investment company. I don't know what he wants to invest in."

Xu Maozhi quickly asked: "Is Fang Yuan's investment company a shell company? Is it planning to do the Himalaya project?"

"No, Fang Yuan used his own pocket money to invest, probably some small projects."

Xu Huaichu explained for Fang Yuan, but Xu Maozhi didn't believe it.

"That kid can come up with a project that will blow up the Himalayas, so I'm afraid there are other projects that are even more amazing. My dear daughter, go ask Daddy if Fang Yuan has any other good projects, so that Daddy can also amaze the world."

Xu Huaichu snorted: "You're just dreaming!"

Xu Maozhi teased: "Are you turning your elbow outward?"

Xu Huaichu stretched out his arm and gestured.

"Turn your elbows inward and show me!"

…………

Mou Guozhong is having a meeting with a large group of scientific researchers.

"I just want to ask you a question: Can the Himalayas be blown up?"

Mou Guozhong had a cigar in his mouth and his eyes were red, obviously he had just stayed up all night.

He held the cigar between his legs, rubbed his forehead with the palm of his hand, and gritted his teeth.

The scientific researchers below didn't even dare to breathe.

A big shot like Mou Guozhong, who has worked his way up from the bottom of society, has an aura that intimidates them.

"Mr. Mou, from a scientific standpoint, it is possible to blow it up. But we cannot predict how society will react after the explosion."

A leading researcher said this with gritted teeth.

Mou Guozhong waved his hand: "Don't talk about this, I don't understand it at all. I just want to ask you, can the Indian Ocean warm current reach the western plateau? Can the climate of the western plateau become the same as that of the south of the Yangtze River?"

The leading researcher immediately stopped talking.

"Every time I ask you, you just shut up. I want an answer. Can I?"

Mou Guozhong slapped the table so hard that the long table shook.

"Mr. Mou, our current data is not perfect. We need to collect data locally for at least one month."

Mou Guozhong threw the thick stack of information in front of him to the ground, stood up, and roared:

"At least a month? Did you know that Fangtu Group has already mobilized funds? Did you know that if they get there first, we won't even have shit to eat? Did you know that I stole this project from them?"

Mou Guozhong's saliva was sprayed on the leading researcher's face, and that researcher didn't dare to move at all.

"I'll give you a week at most. If you still don't get any results in a week, I'll start right away!"

After saying that, Mou Guozhong turned around and left the meeting room.

The researchers who stayed behind looked at each other in bewilderment.

Mou Guozhong walked out of the meeting room and kicked the glass door next to him.

With a "bang", the glass door exploded.

Mou Guozhong cursed: "Fuck, one-punch waste!"

"Chairman, calm down."

Think Tank comforted him.

Mou Guozhong didn't respond in a good way: "I can't get rid of this anger! Whether his plan is to mobilize trillions of funds for real or fake, I have to invest the money first. If he really steals my chicken, I will become a joke!"

The think tank could only smile awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

…………

Universal Building.

Fang Datu laughed at Guan Zhibao: "I'm afraid that Mou Guozhong is so worried that his hair will fall out."

Guan Zhibao had no expression on his face. He said calmly, "I guess he really wants to invest all his money. This is good, so he can get less profit from his investment."

The investment profit of trillions of dollars is not just some profit.

This time, Mou Guozhong really suffered a lot.

"Hahahaha, this old guy took my kindness for granted."

Fang Datu is a little narrow-minded, a typical Scorpio.

"That's right."

Fang Datu seemed to remember something.

"Isn't Yuan planning to start a business? I see him leaving early and returning late every day. It seems like he's making a lot of noise. What project is Yuan working on?"

After saying this, Fang Datu himself laughed.

Guan Zhibao certainly knew what Fang Datu was laughing at.

He pretended not to know and said impartially: "The first project that the young master started was called car simulation. It was a game that simulated a real car. That's about it."

"What? It's not related to poverty alleviation? Didn't I lose the bet?"

Fang Datu was still thinking about the bet he had made with Guan Zhibao.

The two of them made a bet on what Fang Yuan’s first entrepreneurial project would be.

Fang Datu is betting on poverty alleviation projects, such as agriculture or handicrafts.

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