Chapter 753

Accompanied Lin Xiaoxin to the night market. The next morning, Fang Ze drove to the downstairs of Lin Xiaoxin Hotel and waited for her to come down.

"You came too early." Lin Xiaoxin drilled into the co pilot's position and said to Fang Ze, "stretch out your hand."

Fang Ze stretched out his hands, only to see Lin Xiaoxin grasp Fang Ze's big hands with his own hands, and then wipe them away.

"There is too much hand cream. I'll give you some." Said Lin Xiaoxin.

Fang Ze waited until Lin Xiaoxin finished wiping it. Then he leaned over Lin Xiaoxin's ear and said, "I think you've wiped too much lipstick, or give me a little.".

Lin Xiaoxin heard Fang Ze's words and knew what Fang Ze was up to, but before he could refuse, Fang Ze's lips had already been printed on Lin Xiaoxin's lips, and half of the salary was separated.

"Well, now, I'll help you even everything that hasn't been evenly applied, such as shower gel."

"Apply it well everywhere." Linxiaoxin rolled her eyes at Fang Ze.

"Yes." When the car was on the road, Lin Xiaoxin suddenly said, "what you said last time is still numb."

"What did you say last time?"

"Forget it, then forget it." Linxiaoxin heard Fang Ze's answer and immediately rushed to say.

"Hey, remind me."

"Don't remind me." Lin Xiaoxin made a face at Fang Ze, and then moved the topic to other aspects.

More than ten minutes later, Fang Ze sent Lin Xiaoxin to her destination. Lin Xiaoxin opened the door and looked at Fang Ze with her head tilted before getting off the bus. "Say, you really forgot it."

"How can I forget it? Just wait." Fang Ze rubbed Lin Xiaoxin's face, like pinching a dumpling.

"Well, well." Lin Xiaoxin was afraid that Fang Ze would pinch off her makeup, so she quickly patted Fang Ze's hand away, and then took it out of the car as if flying.

Fang Ze watched Lin Xiaoxin disappear behind the door of the hotel and was about to drive away. He received a text message from Lin Xiaoxin on his mobile phone.

"I'm ready for what I can do. The rest is up to you."

Seeing this message, Fang Ze picked up his cell phone and wanted to reply, but he was not satisfied after deleting it six or seven times in succession. He simply replied with a smiling face, then put down his cell phone and showed a sweet smile on his face.

The machine tools and other equipment that need to be handed over to Wang Cheng, Fang Ze had already prepared and put them in the warehouse of the underground base of the demon Management Bureau. After returning in the afternoon, he informed Wang Cheng to come and receive them.

Of course, he didn't let Wang Cheng enter the underground base.

Although Wang Cheng knew that Fang Ze had been helped to build a basement underground, in his understanding, the size of the basement was equivalent to a secret warehouse.

I didn't dare to think that Fang Ze created a building hundreds of meters underground in the capital, just like the shelter built by the umbrella company in the biochemical crisis.

In order to avoid stimulating Wang Cheng, all the equipment was put on the transportation platform in the warehouse in advance by Fang Ze, and then slowly rose to the warehouse on the ground through the transportation platform, and then let Wang Cheng's people take it out.

"Your basement is big enough." Wang Cheng watched one machine tool after another being transported up from the underground by the lifting platform, and felt that he might have underestimated the size of the basement built by Fang Ze before.

So he said to Fang Ze, "have the buildings you made below been checked by professionals? Don't collapse one day. At that time, the street is prone to subsidence."

"Don't worry, the basement I built sometimes has to temporarily imprison monsters, so you don't have to worry about safety, and the guarantee is very strong."

"That's good." Wang Cheng understood Fang Ze's words.

If it is to imprison monsters, then the construction will certainly be large, so it is understandable that so many things can be put down.

"After these things are transported back and checked, an intermediary fee will be charged to your bank card according to the international market. This time you are really a big help." Wang Cheng looked at the equipment that had been loaded and transported without any problems after preliminary inspection and thanked Fang Ze.

"It's out of the question for you to say so." Fang Ze put his arm around Wang Cheng's shoulder and said, "we are all our own people, so there is no need to be so outsidered."

Fang Ze's seemingly enthusiastic words came to Wang Cheng's ears, which did not make Wang Cheng feel half happy, but made his heart jump suddenly.

He knows very well who Fang Ze is.

He never said polite things to himself today, which only shows that this guy needs the help of the state.

And it's still very troublesome.

"I'm a state official, but I don't want to pull the strings. What do you have to say directly?" Wang Cheng calmly pulled Fang Ze's hand off his shoulder.

"A little busy." Fang Ze didn't care about Wang Cheng's actions. He pasted it beside Wang Cheng and whispered something.

"Well." After hearing Fang Ze's words, Wang Cheng's wrinkled expression finally eased a lot.

Although Fang Ze's request is troublesome, it is not too excessive.

So he said to Fang Ze, "although this kind of thing is not big, I can't decide by myself. When I go back, I'll talk to the top to see how the top decides. What do you think?"

"OK, no problem." Fang Ze nodded.

Lin Xiaoxin hurried back after attending her best friend's wedding. Fang Ze accompanied Wang Cheng to hand over all the equipment, which also took a whole day and a half.

By the time I finally got free, it was more than four o'clock on Sunday afternoon.

"Boss, these are the design drawings made by several design companies I asked for for our new demon Management Bureau. Do you want to have a look?" As soon as he walked into Xihe street, Xia Yike hurried over and spoke to Fang Ze with a tablet.

Because the demon Management Bureau on the surface is still a rough house, it needs to ask designers to help design and decorate. Xia Yi doesn't know what style Fang Ze likes, so he entrusted a design company to make a copy of each design style.

Anyway, in her heart, the boss, a big dog, won't care about the price.

"Let me see." Fang Ze and Xia Yike entered the underground base together, and then looked through the design drawings of more than a dozen points in the flat panel.

"Not at all." Fang Ze stuffed the design drawings into Xia Yike's hands and said, "these design drawings do not meet my requirements."

"But this has covered all the decoration styles." Xia Yike looked at the tablet with a sad face and said. Although she knew that her boss sometimes had strange taste, she didn't expect that the dozens of design drawings she got, whether American, European, modern, Chinese or Chinese, failed to meet Fang Ze's requirements.

Could it be that the boss, the wolf demon, wants what kind of ancient and primitive design scheme full of wild artistic conception?