Chapter 63 Draw Blue Again

In the morning, after getting up from Xiao Juxiang's **, You Xiaoxia in a suit did not go directly to the patrol room. As a Chinese detective, he did not need to go to the patrol room early every morning like an ordinary patrol.

"Yo, Master You!"

"Isn't this Detective You!"

Walking on the street, from time to time, there are those people who are well-informed from afar to greet You Xiaoxia from afar, and he just occasionally hugs and bows, looking arrogant.

"Master You, you always come out like this. You haven't eaten breakfast yet. The fruit just came out of the pot!"

When the stall owner of the squeezed fruit saw You Xiaoxia passing by the stall, he quickly rolled a few pieces of fruit with paper and handed it over.

Smiling Mimi took over the fruit and had to pay for it.

"Look at me,... I was in a hurry today and forgot to bring change."

"Master You, look at what you said, these fruits are all filial to you!"

The stall owner retreated with a smile.

"Sir, I really didn't bring any copper money!"

While eating the fruit, You Xiaoxia said to himself in his heart. To be more precise, he really didn't have any money.

Joke, Detective Hua, who is in the old gate patrol room, has to bring money when he goes out. It's a shame to say it. He is in this public concession, not to mention eating a few fruits, even drinking flower wine and holding a bitch in the yard, which is also free of charge.

After a few steps, the fruit was finished. You Xiaoxia casually took an apple from the fruit stand next to it, wiped it with his hand, and ate it while walking. It seemed that the street was opened by the You family. No, the street was still run by foreign devils, but he, You Xiaoxia, was the streetkeeper.

When the crispy apple was eaten in his mouth, You Xiaoxia's eyes stared at a series of carriages in the distance and looked at the dozens of delayed carriages. He always asked.

"Kid, what's going on over there?"

Before twisting his head, he asked a gangster who was drinking soy milk by the roadside.

"If you go back to Master You, it's a carriage delivering goods to Chen's garden."

"Chen's Garden?"

"Master You, it's the original rich garden. A while ago, Chen Lame took it from the hands of the Twelfth Class. Chen Lame seemed to be building on the west side. Isn't every line sending things there! What's the matter, Mr. You, you don't know!"

The squeeping behind him bent down and said with a smile.

Don't say it, I really don't know. You Xiaoxia hasn't been annoyed by the case of the British lieutenant in the King's Hotel recently. He will still care about this point. Although he doesn't know, his mouth can't weaken the momentum.

"Nonsense, Master You, who am I? How can I not know!"

When he spoke, he also slapped the squeal head.

"You boy, you are so familiar with Chen's garden. Don't miss it!"

"Ouch!"

It's painful to eat first, and it's another cat's waist.

"Master You, you always misunderstand my little Dezi. Not to mention that Master Chen has hundreds of thousands of hands. We can't afford to provoke him. It's the concierge of Master Chen's house. I have to call my ancestors when I see it. Remember the Chen family, Xiao Dezi doesn't have the courage!"

"Yoho! There is such a thing! Come on, tell me!"

As soon as his head tilted, Xiao Dezi, who was originally on the waist of the cat, whispered.

"It's a little interesting!"

Not to mention, You Xiaoxia became curious about Chen's cripple. At that time, a cripple appeared in Shanghai, and he even made a group of big-characters in front of his concierge. It seemed that he had to visit.

"This dome needs to be thicker. The steel bar number can be enlarged and as strong as possible..."

Looking at the drawings on the table, Chen Moran made suggestions from time to time according to his own ideas.

"Yes, if it is repaired like this, I'm afraid it's not to repair the basement, but an underground vault!"

After remembering Chen Moran's suggestion on the paper, Fang Jingyuan shook his head and said something.

"I just want to repair the vault. Anyway, it's better to be stronger than not! Just think of it as an exercise in advance for our bank treasury in the future!"

Not to mention such a pseudo-gold vault, I'm afraid it's a real vault. Chen Moran may not be able to rest assured that those machines are the treasure of their own business, and the enterprise can make any mistakes.

After a little calculation in his heart, Fang Jingyuan raised his head.

"If so, I'm afraid the construction period will be extended."

"The construction period cannot be extended!"

Chen Moran refused without thinking about it. He delayed and made a joke. Now those machines are placed in the factory, and he sometimes even has nightmares when he sleeps.

Chen Moran's refusal was in Fang Jingyuan's expectation. Through a few days of contact, he knew that although the "lame" person in front of him was lame, his heart was bigger than he thought. This time, the construction of an orphanage was not so much a building, but a famous exercise. He wanted to use the building to use the name of the industrial construction company. The sound is played out.

"These two buildings are a small experiment!"

Of course, Chen Moran will not say that this building is a place for him to fall asleep. His hand pointed to the map of Shanghai by the table and pointed to the blank wasteland in Pudong opposite the Bund.

"When these two buildings are finished, I will start to build a factory in Pudong, and then what's next?"

Looking up at Fang Jingyuan, Chen Moran made his expression excited, which was just hypocritical, like the excitement and excitement of later leaders when drawing blueprints.

"A bridge, a bridge connecting both sides of the Huangpu River. The west of the bridge connects the Bund and the east of the bridge connects Lujiazui. Then we plan the first modern city that really belongs to China in Lujiazui. It will definitely be more prosperous than the Shili Yangchang. Lujiazui will be the center of our financial empire in the future. It's connected, and the two sides of the Taiwan Strait are more connected. In the place near the Huangpu River, we first build a "headquarter of the Industrial Bank". What he wants to build is taller and bigger than any building on the Bund, just like the emperor..."

At the end of the words, Chen Moran suddenly took it back. In this era of skyscrapers, the Empire State Building did not even have a shadow. There was any reference there, but he changed the words in his mouth.

"Just like a display of the empire, we need to build a skyscraper with at least dozens of floors, which may even be the tallest in the world. This building will be the center of the financial empire, and it will also help improve our image and attract the eyes of the world. High investment will bring high returns, as long as this building exists. All of China will know our industry, not only the industrial bank building, but also the whole Pudong will be an architectural expo. All kinds of miraculous buildings and skyscrapers will attract the eyes of the world. At that time, our industrial financial empire will be worshipped by people.

When Chen Moran said this, a word "Dubai" suddenly came to his mind. In later generations, Dubai, a city that was unknown in the 1990s, relied on its miraculous architecture.

In ten years, Dubai has become a miracle in the desert. Foreign workers from small villages in the South Asian subcontinent and white-collar workers from Europe flocked here to find wealth, and they built a unique modern city. There are not only the world's tallest skyscrapers, luxurious indoor ski resorts, but also magnificent seven-star hotels and costly artificial islands... Dubai has become synonymous with luxury and another dream factory.

Of course, it's just a fantasy. At most, it's a long-term plan. Even in Chen Moran's heart, except for an industrial bank building, there is no shaping plan in Pudong. Even in his heart, he doesn't want anyone to build the building higher than himself. The skyscraper is a symbol of showing off wealth. At that time, only that building will be built. As long as you see that building, all of China will believe in the financial resources of the Industrial Bank, deposit the cash in the Industrial Bank, and then replace it with paper with the design of the Industrial Bank Building.

After exchanging paper for that silver, even if you really want to turn Pudong into a dream city, you can speculate in land, speculate in real estate, or invest in factories. As long as you have money, you can do anything.

In the next ten minutes, Chen Moran's mind from time to time had the appearance of New York, Shanghai, and even Tokyo in his mind, where he planned his own "dream city". Although it was just a dream, it was just a "grand blueprint" that appeared a century earlier, but he obviously ignored this The impact of the grand blueprint on the people of this era.

Listen to Chen Moran's description, Fang Jingyuan and Xiao Yiren, who had never heard of such a grand blueprint, were stunned. With Chen Muran's words, they seemed to see a dreamlike modern city appear in front of him. Even if they had seen a "big scene" in Europe, they were shocked by this blueprint. Stayed.

Finally, after Chen Moran felt a little dry, he stopped, took a sip of tea, and looked at Fang Jingyuan, who was caught in fanaticism and excitement. He smiled in his heart. No matter what era blueprint is always attractive, even later generations shouted that "looking at the blueprint is better than looking at the yellow picture", sometimes he will be sucked. What about this person who has never seen a "blueprint"?

Compared with Fang Jingyuan, who was immersed in the fantasy of the metropolis, Xiao Yiren, who was not very interested in architecture, was the first to come to his senses. He looked at Chen Moran, who was holding the teacup.

"However...ran ran!"

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva and calming himself, Xiao Yiren suddenly realized a problem. Chen Moran's dream seemed to be impossible to achieve, at least before a problem was solved.

"Maybe we should invest in a steel factory! Otherwise, I'm afraid there are not enough steel plates for us to build such a metropolis.

Chen Moran, who was drinking tea, listened to Xiao Yuren's words and almost didn't spit out a mouthful of tea. This guy really took his own words to provoke Fang Jingyuan's words seriously, but just as he said, the steel factory always had to be built.

"Then let's build a steel factory!"