Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 288: Chapter 287: All We’re Missing is the Blueprint, Boss

There’s an old saying that absence makes the heart grow fonder. It’s not wrong in the slightest, and it was being demonstrated to the fullest by Fang Chenyi and Bai Menghan at this very moment.

Just as Bai Menghan had guessed, upon returning to the villa, they certainly didn’t start by sorting through any of those blasted contract documents. Instead, they made a beeline for the bedroom.

However, there was one thing Bai Menghan hadn’t predicted accurately. This "war without gunpowder" dragged on for more than four hours before the horns finally sounded the retreat.

Of course, who blew those horns? It was undoubtedly the exhausted Bai Menghan herself, a fact made perfectly clear by her rosy, swollen lips.

Seeing that the young woman had already fallen asleep from exhaustion, Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. ’Was I a little too rough with her?’

’But there’s nothing I can do about it,’ he thought. ’It’s not like I have complete control.’

He gently pulled the covers over her, then went to get a warm towel to wipe her down before getting up and leaving the bedroom.

In just a few days, he had acquired several more companies. The agreements for them were all in that woven plastic bag. ’I should take them out and organize them first.’

He placed the share transfer agreements and other documents from the bag into the safe in his study, then emptied out all the useless junk from the bag before nodding in satisfaction.

He checked the time. It was already past midnight. Although he needed to seize every opportunity to go "scrap collecting," this clearly wasn’t a suitable time for it.

The past few days of running around had left Fang Chenyi a bit tired as well. He turned off the light and simply went back to the bedroom to sleep with his wife in his arms.

The next morning, just as he was waking up, Fang Chenyi received a call from Wei Yilong.

The gist of it was that the resident relocation and resettlement work was complete. Construction on the commercial district would officially begin in three days, and he was asking for Fang Chenyi’s approval.

Fang Chenyi was very pleased with this. He hadn’t expected it to go so smoothly. People always talked about "nail households," and he had originally worried that his demolition work would run into trouble. He never thought it would be finished in just a few days.

Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but see that guy Wei Yilong in a new light.

But before he could even finish praising him in his head, Wei Yilong threw a difficult problem his way:

"Brother Fang, once construction starts, the first step is to demolish the old residential buildings and clear the area. We estimate that will take about a week. Now, we’re just waiting on your design plans. Without them, we can’t have the construction crews enter the site at the same time."

Hearing this, Fang Chenyi, who had just been thinking he had nothing to do and could finally relax for a few days, felt a headache coming on.

But the thought of his grand blueprint gave him a surge of motivation. He leaped out of bed with a single motion, a move that startled Bai Menghan, who was still sound asleep beside him.

It was only when he heard Bai Menghan’s voice that Fang Chenyi realized with surprise that she was actually still next to him today.

’Doesn’t she usually go to school every morning before I wake up?’

He gave an apologetic, sheepish smile and then said into the phone, "Got it. I’ll get the design plans to you as soon as possible."

He then hung up, bent down to kiss Bai Menghan on the forehead, and asked with a slightly puzzled expression:

"Menghan, how come you didn’t go to class today?"

Bai Menghan shot Fang Chenyi a bashful glare and said with a hint of resignation:

"I took the day off~"

Seeing the resentful look in Bai Menghan’s eyes, Fang Chenyi instantly understood what had happened. A sheepish grin immediately spread across his face.

"Heh heh, well, uh... I’ll definitely control myself a bit more in the future. I promise. It’s only a little after seven in the morning. You should get some more sleep, Menghan. I have to go out. You heard just now, that guy Wei Yilong is asking me for the design plans~"

Hearing Fang Chenyi’s words, Bai Menghan furrowed her brows in thought for a moment before asking:

"Yi, are you going to look for a design firm?"

When Fang Chenyi nodded, Bai Menghan continued to ask:

"From what I know, there aren’t any decent design firms in Qinhuang Island, are there?"

Without waiting for Fang Chenyi to reply, Bai Menghan thought for a moment and went on:

"But my university has a design academy. I wonder if they could help you. How about this? I happen to have the phone number of a teacher from the design academy. I can help you set up a meeting." fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Hearing this, Fang Chenyi’s eyes lit up. ’A university’s design academy... that’s definitely worth checking out.’

Having gotten Fang Chenyi’s approval, the ever-decisive Bai Menghan grabbed her phone, found the contact for "Teacher Meng, Design Academy," and made the call.

The call connected quickly. From the voice, Fang Chenyi guessed it was a woman in her forties or fifties.

Ignoring Fang Chenyi, Bai Menghan briefly explained that they needed help from the design academy to plan a commercial district. The person on the other end heard this and immediately agreed, telling Bai Menghan that she had no classes this morning and they could come over to meet.

RING RING RING~

Just as Fang Chenyi was thinking he would head over to Yan University’s design academy in a bit, his phone rang again.

He took it out and saw it was a call from Director Sun.

’It’s probably about the same thing as with Wei Yilong,’ he thought. He had put Wei Yilong in charge of the commercial district matters on his side, while the Qinhuang Island authorities had given full responsibility to this Director Sun.

The call connected, and Director Sun’s polite voice immediately came through:

"President Fang, hello, this is Old Sun. It’s so early, I hope I’m not disturbing your rest."

Fang Chenyi had always been an easygoing person. He waved his hand dismissively and said with a smile:

"Director Sun, you’re being too formal. I just got up myself and was about to look for a design agency for the commercial district’s blueprints."

Hearing this, Director Sun on the other end let out a hearty laugh:

"Haha, President Fang, you and I are on the same page! Here’s the situation. Because your project is a major undertaking that will benefit the country and its people, the higher-ups are paying close attention. To support your work, they’ve invited Professor Wu from the Huaxia Design Academy. His flight gets in at noon today. I was wondering if you might have time for us to have a meal together?"

Fang Chenyi was taken aback by this. He hadn’t expected them to invite a professor from the Huaxia Design Academy. The Huaxia Design Academy was the most prestigious design school in all of Huaxia; nearly all of the country’s top designers were graduates from there.

Fang Chenyi didn’t hesitate for a second to accept Director Sun’s request. This seemed to be the best possible outcome.

He just remembered that Bai Menghan had already called that Teacher Meng and said they were on their way over. free𝑤ebnovel.com

PS: Brothers, more updates coming soon.