Chapter 102: The Sprite of '82

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"Hey, Principal, I've solved the site issue, so you don't need to worry about it anymore!" Fang Jueyu, who had just returned home, quickly shared the news with Wang Cong.

"That fast? How big? Where is it?"

"Taklamakan Desert, roughly fifty square kilometers. It's more than enough for our phase one construction!" Fang Jueyu replied.

"What? The desert? Are you crazy? Can that place really host a film city?" Wang Cong thought Fang Jueyu had gone mad.

"I'm not crazy, don't worry. In about a year and a half, we'll have decent land to build on. You don't need to stress about it now. Worry about next year's matters next year!"

"Well…" Wang Cong wanted to say something, but considering Fang Jueyu's endless tricks, he kept quiet. Maybe it really was an eerie idea?

"Alright, since you're the boss, whatever you say goes!" Wang Cong said helplessly. "By the way, I haven't seen you lately. I'll come over to hang out at your place tomorrow!"