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The whistle blew and the waves rolled.
A white Luxury Yacht with a length of tens of meters and a graceful arc slowly sailed into Harbor.
Inside Breakwater, hundreds of Yachts of different models and sizes have been parked densely.
There is a teak plank road on the shore, and several electric golf carts specially designed to pick up and drop off VIPs are parked quietly under the awning.
Surrounded by greenery, there are rows of Hotel buildings and villas and mansions, gathering a large number of high-net-worth individuals.
It is located on Binhai Avenue near Clearwater Bay, where Eastern Capital's largest Yacht Club is located.
With the deep Engine booming Crying Sound, "Sea God" slowed down and slid into its exclusive VIP berth accurately.
"Oh, I'm finally home. The wind and waves were really strong today. I've been floating on the sea for eight hours, and my stomach is still churning."
Pan Wendi stood on the deck, stretching and complaining.
Fang Cheng carried a travel bag and held Wen Xin's hand, walking out of the cabin lounge.
Little Girl was holding Railing on the side of the boat, his steps were a little lagging, and his face was full of reluctance.
Zhou Xiumei followed behind, dragging a small silver suitcase.
Today she changed into a light beige cotton dress, and her black hair was simply tied back with a hair tie.
Under the sea breeze, a few strands of broken hair stuck to her slightly flushed cheeks, looking particularly pure and lovely.
The five-day vacation flew by in a flash.
Although it didn't last long, this carefree day seemed to wash away the accumulated sadness in her brows.
The skin that was originally too fair was a bit more healthy and rosy, the eyes were brighter and brighter than before, and the whole person felt relaxed and relaxed from the inside out.
Looking at Wen Xin looking back three times with one step, Zhou Xiumei spoke softly:
"Okay, I've had enough fun. It's time to collect my thoughts when I go back. Starting tomorrow, I have to catch up on the remaining summer vacation homework."
Wen Xin Hearing this, he suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball, and his little shoulders suddenly collapsed.
Fang Cheng saw this, lowered his head, pinched her cheek, and said with a smile:
"Listen to what you say Sister Zhou. As long as you can get into Eastern Capital's key middle school next year, I will take you to live in Yong'an Island for a month and let you eat seafood until you vomit."
"Really? It's a deal!"
Wen Xin's eyes lit up and he immediately clapped his hands happily and vowed:
"I promise to memorize words and do arithmetic problems well when I go back. I won't let you and mother down."
"Brother Cheng, what are you talking about, wait for me."
Just as he was talking, Lin Chuqiao also walked out of the cabin.
She had a Sun mirror on her face, a pair of high-heeled sandals, and a limited edition Burberry bag in her hand.
Her tone was very sweet, but her whole person exuded the sharpness of an urban beauty.
Yacht came to a complete stop, and the staff of Club quickly stepped forward and connected the gangway to the deck.
Fang Cheng held Wen Xin's hand and walked down, followed by Zhou Xiumei and Lin Chuqiao.
Pan Wendi had to stay on the ship to handle some handover procedures for Club, so he did not disembark.
Fang Cheng walked to the plank road, turned around and looked at Pan Wendi standing on the deck:
"Wendi, the things in the storage room will be left with you for the time being and don't let anyone disturb them. In two days, I will arrange for a truck to drive to Pier to pick up the goods."
What was inside was the more than twenty Ancient Remains he obtained in Yong'an Island Undersea Cave.
Pan Wendi understood, put away the smile on his face, and nodded solemnly:
"Don't worry, Brother Cheng, I'll be watching personally and there won't be anything wrong."
Fang Cheng nodded slightly, turned around and led the three women across the plank road to the interior of Club Parking Lot.
He took out Car Key from his pocket and pressed it.
The black Land Rover SUV in the corner made a crisp beep and its lights flashed.
Lin Chuqiao dragged the box towards another bright red Sports Sedan not far away.
Before opening the car door, Lin Chuqiao stopped, took off Sunglasses and looked at Fang Cheng:
"The renovations at Brother Cheng and Jinshui Fish Market will be completed this weekend. We will prepare to hold an opening ceremony then, and Illumination Society will officially move in to Eastern Capital."
Fang Cheng threw the travel bag in the trunk and patted the dust on his hands:
"I'm relieved to leave you with full responsibility for this matter."
Lin Chuqiao rolled his eyes at him, with a hint of coquettishness in his tone:
"Of course you can rest assured. You know that as a hands-off shopkeeper, you can expect me to clean up all the mess."
"Those who are able should work harder."
Fang Cheng smiled, raised his hand and waved to her, signaling to see you later.
After closing the trunk, Fang Cheng opened Land Rover's rear seat door and protected Zhou Xiumei and Wen Xin into the car.
Then, he got into the driver's seat, started the Engine, turned on the car audio, and clicked on a brisk pop music.
The SUV slowly drove out of Club and merged into the traffic flow of the cross-sea elevated highway.
The afternoon sun penetrated the windshield Glass and fell on me, bringing with it a bit of warmth.
The Air Conditioner air outlet in the car made a soft whirring sound, and the air-conditioning spread quickly, blocking out the midsummer.
Through the rearview mirror in the car, Fang Cheng glanced at the back row.
Zhou Xiumei is leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed Rest the Mind, his expression is calm, and he seems to be thinking about something.
Wen Xin was lying by the car window, humming a song and looking at the street scene passing by outside.
Outside the window are Eastern Capital numerous high-rise buildings and endless traffic. The giant billboards on both sides of Overpass reflect the dazzling light in the sun.
From the blue sea and blue sky of Yong'an Island, to the modern city of Rebar Cement, a trace of nostalgia for the end of the holiday inevitably flashed through Fang Cheng's heart.
But looking at the familiar street scene, the rhythm of life soon returned to normal.
Next, in addition to the trivial matters at home and Illumination Society, there are also many important plans that require him to advance and implement them one by one.
For example, the construction of Ancient Locust Village Secret Base and the verification of Spatial Rift mentioned by Cheng Jiashu are already on the schedule, and the progress must be accelerated in order to enter the doomsday world of Wasteland again.
For example, follow the call of Sea Queen Goddess, take Silver Key across Light Gate at the bottom of Trench, go to the mysterious Other Shore World, and explore the so-called power of Source.
There are so many threads and there is no room for relaxation.
Fang Cheng put away his scattered mood and refocused his eyes on the road ahead.
He held the steering wheel steady with both hands, tapped the accelerator with his foot, and Land Rover passed through the traffic and steadily accelerated, heading in the direction of Jiangbei.
Half an hour later, Land Rover drove into the crowded Old Factory Street and stopped at the curb where the space was occupied by battery cars.
Fang Cheng got off the car, went around to the back of the car and took down the luggage.
The three of them walked into the dimly lit Sleeve Building and climbed up the stairs of Cement, which had just been painted with new wall paint.
While walking, Zhou Xiumei paused for a moment and turned to look at Fang Cheng:
"Brother Cheng, your house is still being renovated and no one can live in it. Where do you plan to stay tonight?"
"How about... just sleep at my house, I will clean up my room for you, and I can sleep on the Living Room sofa at night."
Fang Cheng smiled and shook his head:
"No need to bother. I just called Mom on the way. She bought a lot of groceries and said she would pick me up in the evening. I went up to take a look at the renovation progress here, and I will go directly to Wanghu Town to live there later."
Zhou Xiumei pursed his lips and agreed softly:
"Well, Auntie must miss you too. Please drive slower on the road."
The three of them climbed all the way to Ninth Floor.
Zhou Xiumei walked to his door and took out his key to open the door.
As soon as the door was opened a crack, Auntie He's angry complaining voice came from inside:
"You damn girl, are you finally willing to come back? Your grandma has been ill these past few days, and I am the only one working at home. There is no one to wash the pots and pans, so you go outside to hide and relax..."
Zhou Xiumei smiled apologetically at Fang Cheng, dragged the box into the house, and closed the door tightly.
Fang Cheng held Wen Xin's hand and continued walking along the long corridor.
When he was approaching the door of his home, Wen Xin suddenly stopped.
She let go of Fang Cheng's hand, unzipped the schoolbag she was carrying, lowered her head and rummaged inside for a while.
After a while, she took out a handmade keychain made of five colorful shells and handed it to Fang Cheng.
The shell was polished smooth and shimmered in the dim light of the corridor, looking very delicate.
Fang Cheng was a little surprised and reached out to take it.
"I bought this secretly at the Yong'an Island market."
Wen Xin raised his head, his big eyes flickering:
"My brother took me out to play and was so nice to me. I thought I would give him a gift to thank him."
Fang Cheng held the slightly warm shell and asked softly:
"Did you spend a lot of money to buy this?"
"It didn't cost much, I used Scholarship from this semester."
Wen Xin tugged at the corner of his clothes with some embarrassment and explained, "This is just a small and inexpensive one. I hope my brother won't dislike it."
"How come? It's very beautiful. I like it very much."
Fang Cheng smiled and hung the keychain on his Car Key. He shook it twice and made a crisp collision sound.
Seeing Fang Cheng accept it, Wen Xin suddenly became happy.
Just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly thought of something again, raised her face and asked:
"Brother, do you still keep that Lucky Star card I gave you before?"
Fang Cheng patted the pocket on the back of his pants. "I always keep it in Wallet and carry it with me."
Hearing these words, the smile on Little Girl's face instantly bloomed, like a little sunflower that has received sunshine.
"See you tomorrow, brother!"
She waved happily, turned around, and ran towards her door with a bound.
Fang Cheng stood there, stroking the newly added colorful shells on Car Key in his hand.
Watching Wen Xin quickly walk into the house and Security Door click shut, he looked away.
Then he turned around and walked into his house which was under construction.
The soles of the shoes stepped on the scattered Plaster debris, making a small rustling sound.
What hit me was a strong mixed smell, including the dryness of Cement and putty powder, and the burnt smell left after the metal was cut.
In the spacious flat floor, the original non-Load-Bearing Wall had long been smashed and the layout had been re-planned.
At nearly four o'clock, the sunlight slanted in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows without any obstruction, illuminating the dust billowing in the air.
Mom Li Biyun is not here today.
In the afternoon, she heard on the phone that her son had returned Eastern Capital. She couldn't even take care of the work of supervising the work, and hurried back to Wanghu Town's old house.
He said he was going to Market to pick out the fattest chickens, ducks and carps and prepare a table for a feast.
In the house, several bricklayers were squatting in the corner, using trowels to skillfully scrape the wall.
Manager Wu, wearing yellow Hard Hat, is holding an infrared level meter to measure the elevation of the wall.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure entering the door. He quickly turned off the instrument, wiped the dust off his thighs, and trotted towards him.
"Oh, boss, are you back from vacation?"
Manager Wu smiled with a smile on his face, took out the cigarette case from the pocket of his work clothes, shook out one and handed it over.
Fang Cheng waved his hand and rejected the offered Cigarette.
He raised his head, glanced at the neatly laid Central Air Conditioner pipes and densely arranged smart wiring above his head, and asked casually:
"How's the progress?"
"Don't worry, everyone is in good working order."
Manager Wu pointed upwards along Fang Cheng's line of sight and introduced:
"The smart hidden wiring in the whole house was just put through yesterday, and today I am doing the floor leveling and the second coat of Flexible Waterproofing. Once the layers of putty on the wall are scraped and polished, the hard decoration will basically be finished."
Fang Cheng nodded, followed his guidance, and walked slowly around the house.
The original rough red brick wall has been filled with gray-white putty, and the Cement ground beneath the feet has been re-poured and compacted, making the entire space appear more transparent and brighter than when it was first demolished.
According to the current construction efficiency, it is estimated that the basic hard installation of the entire flat floor will be completed early next month.
At that time, we can directly arrange for manufacturers to come in to lay solid wood floors, and then bring in a full set of high-end furniture and various electrical appliances that have been ordered long ago to fill the space.
Nearing the end of the day, the noise of electric drills and cutting machines gradually stopped completely.
The workers began to pack up the tools at hand, wash their trowels by the bucket, and greeted each other to get ready to finish work.
Fang Cheng walked to the open window, put his hands on the rough Cement window sill, and quietly stared at the crowded and noisy Old Factory Street downstairs.
Standing in this yet-to-be-formed Unfinished Apartment, his mind had already clearly sketched out what his future new home would look like.
No matter how many undercurrents and murderous intentions are hidden in the outside world, this place will always be a haven that can shelter him from wind and rain and rest his heart.
Just as Fang Cheng stared at the city that was gradually turning dark.
Far away in the Central Business District on the other side of Dongdu, at the top of a 400-meter-tall skyscraper, there was also a person overlooking this huge and moving steel jungle.
The last rays of the setting sun slowly fell into the skyline.
On the Street below, thousands of Neon Lights light boards light up one after another, and the intertwined halos reflect the sky in dark red and dark green.
The strong winds hundreds of meters above the sky lost the blockage of the buildings and whizzed continuously against the barbed wire fence on the edge of the rooftop, causing a sharp roar.
A slender figure squatted on the edge of the windproof guardrail on the outermost side of the building.
The wind force at high altitude is enough to lift ordinary people away in an instant, but this man only used the soles of his front feet to touch the cylindrical steel pipe two fingers wide.
As the strong wind blew, his body did not move at all, and the soles of his feet were nailed to the mid-air position as if they had taken root.