The maintenance man finished his meal and took a nap. He didn't come back until after five o'clock. When he saw the young man who said he was coming to buy the island, he sneered and said with a sneer: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Don't make the repairs worse." Ah, young master, even if you make tens of millions per minute, you still have to take care of your body, because your body is the capital of revolution."

His leader glared at him fiercely: "Shut up."

Wen Qiao arrived at Nanbin and went straight to the island. There were some boats parked at the pier. She rented one at random and got closer and closer to the island.

There are palm trees everywhere at the entrance of the island, and the fine white beach is shrouded in the sunset, so quiet and beautiful that Wen Qiao's heart is already in his throat.

She was worried that something happened on the island and Fu Nanli suddenly lost contact.

She has watched many suspense mystery dramas, murders on the island, the sudden arrival of a rich man, and the residents coveting his wealth, setting up assassinations and so on.

So at the dock, she found an iron rod and hid it in her bag, just in case.

When they arrived on the island, some residents heard that they were visiting Mr. Fu and led them to the back mountain.

The further they walked, the more desolate they became. Wen Qiao simply suspected that they were trying to silence them, so he was already on full alert and alert.

When I walked to a signal tower, I saw people gathered there, including Fu Nanli's bodyguard Qin Bei, and several other bodyguards, and I felt relieved.

She stepped forward quickly and asked Qin Bei, "Where is your young master?"

Qin Bei raised his hand and pointed, and Wen Qiao realized that the person on top of the tower was actually Fu Nanli.

She was startled: "Is the signal tower broken?"

"yes."

"How can we let him go up to repair it? Are there no maintenance workers here?"

The only maintenance worker said angrily: "The young master can't trust us and wants to go into battle himself. What can be done?"

Wen Qiao's heart was filled with worry again, but at least she knew that he was safe and sound, so she anxiously waited for him to come down under the tower.

The sun finally fell below the horizon, and the light on the island suddenly became dim. Wen Qiao saw him on the tower seeming to be walking down. He was so nervous that he didn't dare to make a sound or call him, for fear of letting him get separated. My heart, my feet are empty or something.

Finally, Fu Nanli got off the signal tower covered in sweat. Wen Qiao could no longer hold back and ran over.

When Fu Nanli heard Wen Qiao's voice, he thought he had heard it wrong. When he looked up, he saw her running all the way between the dim mountains and fields. The worry in her eyes and the urgent steps could be seen that she was really It's urgent.

Fu Nanli took off his helmet, and Wen Qiao rushed up and hugged him: "Are you okay?"

Qin Bei and the others also came forward and took Fu Nanli's helmet and gloves. Fu Nanli gently patted Wen Qiao on the back: "There is sweat on my body."

Wen Qiao raised his eyes and looked at him: "Is the signal tower broken?"

"Um."

"No wonder I couldn't contact you suddenly. I thought something happened to you."

Fu Nanli held her hand: "I'm fine. The signal tower has been repaired. Don't worry."

After saying that, he held Wen Qiao in his arms and walked forward. When he walked to the maintenance worker leader, he said in a cold voice: "I bought this island. In addition, the maintenance workers are open."

The maintenance man was furious when he heard this: "Aren't you being rich and unkind?"

Fu Nanli didn't bother to talk to him, so he hugged Wen Qiao and left.

The maintenance man was still cursing, and his boss glared at him: "I see you are trying to die the whole time today, why do you have to offend that young master? You can lose your job with just one word."

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