Evening, the old city.
When Zhang Fan and Fang Changle returned to the old house, the sky was already darkening, and the stars were beginning to twinkle in the sky.
The cold and clear courtyard was covered in fallen leaves.
"Ah Wang... Ah Wang..."
Zhang Fan walked into the courtyard, calling out twice, but there was no response, only the noise of the television coming from the small house.
"Let loose and do it, there's only this one opportunity during the fire prevention period at the beginning of the year…"
"First burn down Los Angeles County, then let the financial giant bring Dao Le to buy the land, once purchased, start construction immediately, I want the venue completed this year..."
"Young Cabinet Elder, if this house burning and land destruction gets to Congress..."
"What's there to fear about one or two counties? The President's mind is on the fifty states of the nation."
