I'm an almighty star

Chapter 817 Poverty Limits My Imagination

"Is this the China Pavilion?"

Mo Bai was a little surprised.

"Mo Baida, this is the China Pavilion."

Wang Ke was a little confused about what Mo Bai meant, so he replied.

"Uh, well, by the way, Section Chief Wang, what do you think of the China Pavilion?"

Pointing to the China Pavilion, which has not yet been capped, but has begun to take shape, Mo Bai asked.

"It's very majestic, it would be great if it was capped."

Wang Ke actually likes the China Pavilion quite a bit. Although it has not been completed yet, but from the outside, he can also feel that the building of the China Pavilion is extremely majestic and imposing.

"Majestic, well, he does have some majesty."

Architects in this world are not fools, and this design is top-notch wherever it is placed.

However, Mo Bai was not happy with it.

No matter how awesome this China Pavilion is, it is incomparable with the China Pavilion in the previous life.

This is not to say that this China pavilion is worse than the previous life's China pavilion, the main reason is that his design artistic conception is really not as good as the previous life's China pavilion.

Some time ago, Mo Bai said that he was going to the World Expo, but in fact he was also looking for the memories of the China Pavilion in his previous life.

But I don't want to, it's good now, I can only think about the memories of the China Pavilion in this past life, and he will never appear in this world again.

It's a pity in his heart, suddenly, Mo Bai's blood surged.

"Since there is no Chinese pavilion in this world, why don't you build one yourself?"

Although this idea is extremely bold, Mo Bai is extremely firm.

"Section Chief Wang, please contact Deputy Mayor Li and tell me that I have found a solution."

"Mo Baida, have you thought of a way to retrieve the blueprint?"

Wang Ke's eyes lit up.

If so, great.

"No, it is impossible to retrieve the blueprint."

Mo Bai shook his head.

"Mo Baida, I'm joking again."

Wang Ke smiled wryly.

"I'm not kidding."

Looking ahead, Mo Bai said slowly: "My solution is to rebuild a China Pavilion."

……

"Liu Gong, how about it? You are the chief designer of the China Pavilion. Do you have any record of the general design drawing?"

"Deputy Mayor Li, we have our own professional ethics. There is only one copy of the general design drawings. We can't keep backups elsewhere."

"Liu Gong, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."

"Don't worry, Vice Mayor Li, we will do our best these few days and strive to redesign the general design within a month."

"Within a month...Liu Gong, the World Expo will open in more than 20 days."

"It's already the fastest."

"This……"

Deputy Mayor Li was so anxious that he was about to jump off the building.

But at this moment, Deputy Mayor Li's phone rang.

"what?"

"You said Mo Bai has a solution?"

"Great, I'm in the Design Institute, okay, I'll wait for you here."

Putting down the phone, Deputy Mayor Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mayor Li, have you found a solution?"

Liu Gong looked at Deputy Mayor Li suspiciously.

"Well, just now Wang Ke called and said that Mo Bai had found a solution?"

"Has Mo Bai retrieved that blueprint?"

"should be."

Vice Mayor Li is looking forward to it.

Mo Bai is really a genius.

No wonder their dream company is so powerful. In terms of technology alone, none of the national technicians they hired can match it.

"Mr. Mo Bai, you are here."

"Come here, sit here, Mr. Mo Bai, have you found the general design drawings?"

Seeing Mo Bai walking in, Deputy Mayor Li greeted him immediately.

"Uh, I don't think I said I found the blueprint."

Mo Bai looked at Wang Ke.

"Well, maybe the mayor misunderstood me."

Wang Ke was a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Mo Bai, didn't you find the blueprint?"

Seeing the expressions of the two, Deputy Mayor Li thumped and became nervous again.

"Sorry, I've said it before, the master plan has been completely deleted and overwritten by the other party, and no matter how powerful the technical means are, it can't be retrieved."

"I……"

Deputy Mayor Li almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "Then Mr. Mo Bai, how can you say you have found a solution."

"You won't tell me, tell us to postpone the China Pavilion."

If this is postponed, he will lose face, and he doesn't know whether he will be the mayor or not.

"I didn't say postponement."

Mo Bai said.

"Mr. Mo Bai, just say what you want."

Vice Mayor Li was about to cry.

He felt that his high blood pressure had reached its peak and was about to explode at any moment.

"Well, Mayor Li, don't worry, there is still room for recovery. Although we can't find the general design of the China Pavilion, we can definitely build a new China Pavilion..."

"what?"

Deputy Mayor Li, who was drinking tea to suppress his shock, almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

"Build a new one?"

"Yes, build a new one."

"Mr. Mo Bai, you are joking."

"Mayor Li, why would I joke with you?"

"Mr. Mo Bai, you..."

Deputy Mayor Li was about to collapse.

Mo Bai, stop playing, okay?

You treat the China Pavilion like a child playing with mud, and build a new one if you say so.

Do you know that the funds for the China Pavilion alone cost more than one billion yuan.

Including post-renovation, at least 20 billion.

Build a new one, damn it, who will pay for it.

"Mayor Li, I know what you want to say. But now that the master plan is gone, the only solution is to build a new China Pavilion."

Mo Bai explained.

"Wait, Mr. Mo Bai, who said the only way is to build a new China Pavilion?"

Deputy Mayor Li hadn't had time to say anything yet, but at this moment, Liu Gong beside him said.

"you are?"

Looking at the man in his 40s, Mo Bai asked.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce you, Liu Gong, the chief designer of the China Pavilion."

"Oh, so it's Liu Gong, hello."

Mo Bai took the initiative to reach out his hand.

But Liu Gong snorted a little: "Mr. Mo Bai, the China Pavilion is not built at will. When we proposed the China Pavilion plan, we only worked on the design for a year. Now we are leaving the World Expo It is only 20 days since the opening of the park, let alone whether a new China Pavilion can be built in more than 20 days, you may not be able to make the design drawings of the new China Pavilion in more than 20 days."

The China Pavilion is Liu Gong's painstaking effort.

Although the general design drawing was lost, as long as he was given time, Liu Gong would definitely be able to design the general design drawing again.

"Liu Gong, that's not necessarily the case. Since I said to build a new one, it proves that I have prepared it. I have a design drawing of the new China Pavilion here. Liu Gong, you are an expert in the construction industry, why don't you come Let's enjoy it together."

The general design drawing was downloaded by Mo Bai from the brain system.

In the section of systematic building classification, Mo Bai can find countless architectural design drawings from thousands of years ago.

Of course, it also includes the design drawings of the China Pavilion in the previous life.

It's just that this design drawing is a bit expensive, and a drawing costs 5000 million.

Fortunately, Mo Bai is also a person walking on the road of local tyrants, and he downloaded it without frowning.

"Do you have blueprints?"

Mo Bai's answer was beyond Liu Gong's expectation. However, even if Mo Bai had the design drawing, Liu Gong strongly opposed it: "It's unnecessary to appreciate it. We don't need to build a new China Pavilion at all. Vice Mayor Li, I I assure you, in 20 days, as long as 20 days, even if it takes my life, I will design the general design of the China Pavilion for you."

It was a month before, but now with Mo Bai's threat, Liu Gong abruptly advanced the construction period by 10 days.

"Liu Gong, you are an expert in the field of architecture. The general design drawing is lost. Even if you are the chief designer of the China Pavilion and all data is lost, you may not be able to design the drawing in just over 20 days. Of course , even Liu Gong, you really did it. But as Mayor Li said, the World Expo will open in 20 days, even if you design the blueprints, can our China Pavilion still be postponed?"

"Mo Bai is right, an extension is absolutely impossible."

Vice Mayor Li also said at this time.

"Ok you mobai."

"What did I think you were doing here? It turned out that you came here from the gym."

Thinking in his heart, Liu Gong smiled inexplicably, and said with a retreat: "It's okay, what Mr. Mo Bai said is right. According to my plan, the construction of the China Pavilion will definitely be postponed. It's better than the construction that Mr. Mo Bai said." A new one, of course, whether it is possible to build a new one in more than 20 days, let alone, I just want to ask Mr. Mo Bai, who will pay for the construction cost of the new China Pavilion?"

"I'm out."

Almost blurting out, Mo Bai said.

"you……"

Liu Gong said contemptuously: "You think the cost of building the China Pavilion is your family building a house."

"Mo Bai, do you know how much money the China Pavilion has spent so far?"

"How many?"

"15 billion, this has not been capped yet. If you add the cap and decoration, it will be at least 20 billion."

"It's only 20 billion. I thought it was 30 billion."

Mo Bai was extremely calm.

"you……"

"Can you afford you?"

Can't help it, Liu Gong said.

"Liu Gong... Mo Bai's dream company has a market value of 2000 billion, and the dream company is wholly owned by Mo Bai."

Wang Ke whispered in Liu Gong's ear.

"I……"

At this moment, Liu Gong felt a little dizzy.

Even Vice Mayor Li's eyes straightened at this moment.

"Well, then... Now that a new China Pavilion is being built, what about the original China Pavilion?"

Hesitating, Liu Gong said.

"What else can I do, just blow it up."

Mo Bai said calmly.

Sure enough, it feels good to be a local tyrant.

He finally realized what President Wang said, "I don't care if the other party has money or not when I make friends, but I don't have money anyway."

Although Mo Bai is still on the road of a local tyrant, this feeling is really great.

Of course, Mo Bai is so willing to pay, it is not because Mo Bai has money and no place to spend it.

In addition to his patriotism as a Chinese, he is willing to pay the money, and he also has Mo Bai's plan.

"Blow up."

"I, I, I..."

Foreman Liu was a little dizzy again.

"This...Mr. Mo Bai, isn't it too wasteful to blow it up?"

Deputy Mayor Li is also bleeding.

Nima, although the current China Pavilion has not been capped yet, it has spent billions.

It's good for Mo Bai, let's blow it up directly.

Why is the thinking of this local tyrant so difficult for people to understand?
Or is poverty really limiting my imagination?

(End of this chapter)