My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"Then you two should rest first. I still have to make arrangements for other pilgrims. This heavy rain is really rare. I don't know what kind of natural disaster it will cause later."

As Yang Jun spoke, he walked outside.

Yang Feng stared blankly at Yang Jun who had already walked out, and then looked at Zhao Zhuwei beside him.

The latter seemed to have guessed Yang Feng's thoughts and said without hesitation: "I won't sleep on the floor in this weather!"

"..."

Yang Feng rolled his eyes.

This girl really won't suffer any loss.

Especially seeing that she was already lying on the bed, still yelling, "I want to occupy the advantageous position."

"Then you continue to occupy it. I'm going outside."

Yang Feng shook his head and walked outside.

"Hmph, don't lie to me, it's just a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. As soon as I leave, you will immediately grab the bed. I will never fall for it!"

Zhao Zhuwei spoke with confidence.

Just when she proudly thought that she had exposed Yang Feng's plan, she discovered that Yang Feng opened the door and went out, and did not come back for a long time.

"Ok?"

Zhao Zhuwei was a little skeptical.

Could it be that this guy is really gone?

No, absolutely not. He must be waiting at the door. As long as there is any movement, he will definitely come over to take the position.

Zhao Zhuwei waited for a while.

But apart from the sound of wind and rain, there was no other sound outside.

Zhao Zhuwei felt something was wrong. She stood up cautiously and opened the door carefully, but found that Yang Feng was not guarding outside as she had imagined.

She followed him to the corridor outside and found that Yang Feng was standing at the corner, looking at the lights below the mountain.

It's already past seven in the evening.

It was getting dark.

Looking down from the temple corridor at the top of the mountain, there are dots of lights in the darkness.

But under the light, what Yang Feng saw was not the familiar flowers, trees and roads, but the flooded yellow water.

In the darkness, there was a surging torrent under the lights, and there was continuous heavy rain.

"This time, I don't know what kind of disaster it will cause..."

Yang Feng's tone was a little depressed.

Zhao Zhuwei seemed to have thought of something and said, "You seem to be able to see what's going on below, right?"

"Um……"

Yang Feng raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky was covered with heavy rain at this time, and even the lights that were very close were all white.

"We should be prepared, and prepare as much as we can."

Thinking of this, Yang Feng took out his cell phone and called Luo Junqing.

At this time, Luo Junqing was working overtime on a rainy night.

I heard Yang Feng suddenly call and said, "Mr. Yang, is there any problem?"

"Starting tomorrow, stop all the company's investment projects, and mobilize all the company's construction personnel and young people in their prime to stop working."

Yang Feng's first sentence made Luo Junqing a little confused.

"Mr. Yang, this is..."

Luo Junqing was confused.

Yang Feng took a deep breath and said seriously: "Starting from tomorrow, we must make disaster relief preparations. I think this heavy rain will stop in the second half of the night."

"Yes, I understand."

"All expenditures must be earmarked for their intended purpose. I will allocate funds for disaster relief this time, and I think it won't be long before the government intervenes in disaster relief."

Yang Feng said, and continued: "Cooperate with all your strength. There will definitely not be enough manpower at the beginning."

"Yes, I understand."

Luo Junqing replied.

After Yang Feng hung up the phone, he contacted local people such as Hao Shanqing and asked about the specific disaster relief situation.

After dealing with all this, Yang Feng felt much more relieved.

The disaster caused this time may be quite serious, especially for those rural people who still live in old houses.

Such heavy rain is enough to destroy a house.

Zhao Zhuwei saw Yang Feng finish the call before she asked, "Are you planning to participate in disaster relief?"

"Well, there's no way to continue construction in this situation anyway. It's more important to organize a group of people and restore order as soon as possible."

Yang Feng didn't say this in a noble way.

Zhao Zhuwei looked at Yang Feng and said, "Where are we going tomorrow?"

"Let Luo Junqing handle the on-site affairs. We will look at other areas."

Yang Feng doesn't like being in the news.

He just needs to let Luo Junqing take the spotlight, since it’s all about disaster relief anyway.

Zhao Zhuwei blinked her big eyes at Yang Feng, and then suddenly said: "If I were an ancient warrior, I could also participate in the disaster relief."

"You're overthinking it. A place like this requires a lot of organizational skills, and ancient warriors don't have that much investment."

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "The rain has lightened a little now. I think it will stop in the second half of the night."

"Even if the rain stops, it will take a long time to drain the water."

"Well...but this time I realized that this reservoir is very important to repair."

Yang Feng looked at the artificial lake in the mountains.

This is a reservoir.

After this rainstorm, the artificial lake, which was originally only half full of water, was now overflowing as water from all surrounding areas flowed into it.

If there was no artificial lake and the flood was allowed to overflow, the damage that might be caused would be far beyond imagination.

"Go back to sleep first, and go down the mountain early tomorrow morning to see what the road is like."

Yang Feng turned around.

Zhao Zhuwei said "oh" and followed Yang Feng back to the room.

But just as she walked in, she seemed to realize something.

Zhao Zhuwei immediately wanted to take the bed back.

But it was too late.

Yang Feng was already lying on it, with his whole body in a big letter shape, and then he stretched comfortably.

"Hey, the bed is really comfortable to sleep in."

Yang Feng's smug expression.

Zhao Zhuwei was so angry that her teeth were itching. She stepped forward and grabbed Yang Feng's arm and tried to pull him up by force.

But with that little strength she had, there was no way she could pull Yang Feng.

After several attempts, Yang Feng remained motionless.

"I'm telling you, even if the king of heaven comes, I will sleep here. You have two choices now. One is to go to the sofa, and the other is that I can give you a straw mat and you can sleep on the floor next to me."

Yang Feng's smug expression was like that of a winner.

Zhao Zhuwei was furious.

But then, she immediately remembered something.

She squinted at Yang Feng and said, "You really can't get up?"

"Why, can you still force me?"

"Hehe, what did your fellow villager say just now?"

Zhao Zhuwei looked at Yang Feng with a smile.

Her smile was so cunning that Yang Feng felt something was wrong.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Yang Feng nervously covered his chest, as if to prevent being molested.

Zhao Zhuwei laughed and said, "If we are a couple now, it's normal for us to sleep together, right? Anyway, I will tell Sister Murong that you molested me, and she will always be able to make the decision for me."

"hiss!"

Yang Feng took a deep breath and sat up suddenly from the bed.