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Chen Feng rubbed his brows, but then he felt relieved.
With such a large amount of work, he would feel strange if there was no official support behind it.
"So what does it mean?"
"Currently, all parts of the country are recruiting talents. Yuncheng officials want to turn the new development zone into a health industrial park that integrates commerce and creation. Moreover, some facilities in Yuncheng LC District cannot keep up, so Yuncheng's focus will be in the future , will gradually move towards the new development zone."
Chen Feng scratched his head. The advantage of cooperating with the official is that everything will be given the green light from the official side.
But the bad thing is also the same. What was originally a simple matter may become complicated because of official intervention!
Noticing Chen Feng¡¯s dilemma, Han Lan smiled and said, ¡°But don¡¯t worry too much, young master. If it is to be demolished to Chenjiagou, it may take half a year. Who can tell clearly what may happen in the later stages of the project?¡±
"Yes, then try to avoid it." Chen Feng nodded.
"Okay, young master." Han Lan responded, and after licking some tea from Chen Feng's teapot, she said: "Mr. Chen, your skills are a little too good, right?"
She has seen how terrifying Amon¡¯s skills are, and Chen Feng can actually compete with Amon!
"Oh! I remembered this. Where is the Amon? I have something to ask him." Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a smirk.
Han Lan felt strange, but she still called Amon in.
Amon¡¯s office is right at the door of Han Lan, so when he heard Chen Feng looking for him, Amon got dressed in a hurry and looked at Han Lan nervously:
"Sister, tell me Master Chen still wants to settle a score with me, right?"
"Probably not, Mr. Chen is quite easy to talk to." Han Lan pondered for a moment and then shook his head.
Amon then breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the stool, and followed Han Lan into the office obediently, with a simple and honest expression on his face:
"Master Chen, are you looking for me?"
"Do you know Mr. Aida?" Chen Feng asked curiously.
The Mongolian wrestling master that the old man at home knew was named Aida.
Amon was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened: "That's my teacher, Mr. Chen, do you know him?"
"We know each other." Chen Feng nodded, dumbfounded, and looked at Amon curiously: "You are his student, how come you dare to learn other things?"
Chen Feng remembered that although Mr. Aida was old, he had a very bad temper. He felt that Mongolian wrestling was the best in the world.
???????? Basically every year I come to have a fight with the old man at home, but since the old man passed away, I have never seen each other again.
If Amon is really his student, then aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by the old man?
After hearing these words, Amon's expression turned guilty and he scratched his head: "I learned it without telling him."
"You will die if he finds out." Chen Feng said very seriously.
Amon¡¯s face became even more nervous, but Chen Feng¡¯s words also confirmed to him that Chen Feng definitely knew his teacher.
After all, Aida only loses her temper in front of people close to her. In front of others, she is just a kind-hearted fat old man.
He smiled dryly and forcefully changed the topic: "Mr. Chen you know my teacher, is it possible that you have also studied with him?"
Chen Feng thought about it carefully, and then nodded under Amon's expectant eyes: "It counts as having learned from him."
As he spoke, he stood up, spread his legs, and assumed a standard wrestling posture.
Amon became even more excited. He scratched his head and looked at Chen Feng like a gorilla, his face turning red with excitement.
His skin is darker, so when he blushes, he looks black and red, especially ferocious.
"Ah! What should I say? II!" Amon scratched his head in embarrassment: "But I have never seen you."
He has been studying with Aida since he was a child, and he has never seen Chen Fengcai in his memory.
Chen Feng waved his hand to indicate not to talk about it, but stretched out his hand and gestured: "If there is a chance next time, let's practice again?"
"good!"
Amon nodded in agreement without thinking, and then felt a chill running down his spine. He turned his head and saw Han Lan, who was not wearing glasses, looking at him coldly.
Shivering, Amon quickly explained"Sister! Don't worry, Master Chen is indeed very powerful. I may not be able to beat him!"
Han Lan looked suspicious. After all, in terms of physical appearance, Chen Feng looked like a primary school student in front of Amon.
The more Amon explained, the more awkward he became. In the end, he simply covered his mouth with one hand and just stared to express his dissatisfaction.
"Okay, don't embarrass him, there won't be any problems, and we don't have to fight now." Chen Feng saw that Amon was really pitiful, so he couldn't help but help him.
Han Lan's expression improved, she nodded, glared at Amon again, and warned:
"Don't fight with the young master! Otherwise, your salary will be halved this month!"
The word "salary" seems to have grasped Amon's weakness. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and he just had to write a letter of guarantee and swear a poisonous oath. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com