Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

President Zhen came to the protection base to inspect, Fang Xian did not dare to neglect the slightest, and personally drove the cowherd with the protection base logo, and came downstairs in Fengming Shengjing.

In addition to Zhen Qiong, Wen Wan'er and Kun Yuxin were also with them to the protection base.

Although Wen Wan'er is now the CEO of Qiongshen, her main job is to be Zhen Qiong's personal assistant and also a bodyguard.

For real industries with huge investments like the protection base, she must follow Zhen Qiong and be ready to deal with new problems at any time.

As for Kun Yuxin, she simply played in the past, and by the way, look at the beast of the blue star, and see if there is any difference from the place where she tried before.

This cowherd was also modified. It could not only carry goods, but also seat seven people. Therefore, after the three of Zhen Qiong got into the car, the car didn't appear crowded at all.

And a person of Fang Xian's size can only fit him in a similar car, otherwise it would be difficult for him to even move in the car, let alone driving.

It will be dangerous if you reluctantly drive.

Among the cowherds, Wen Wan'er and Kun Yuxin are sitting next to Zhen Qiong one by one. Fang Xian does not squint, but concentrates on the road ahead, not even daring to glance at the rearview mirror.

For fear of accidentally seeing something secret, then Mr. Zhen will be silenced.

Although he looks like a human-shaped brown bear, to be honest, there is no one in this car that he can win.

Fortunately, the road conditions along the way were pretty good. Except for the normal red light, the car almost never stopped. This also allowed Fang Xian to focus on driving.

Otherwise, if there is a traffic jam, he can't say a word, but if he speaks, what kind of topic should he look for?

Unlike Fang Xian's anxiety, Zhen Qiong gradually relaxed. In this state, Zhen Qiong discovered something.

Through the car window, Zhen Qiong could see that whenever the cowherd stopped, someone would point to the car and say something. Judging from their smiles, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

From the eyes of some passers-by, one can still see surprises and expectations. It can be seen that the people in Phoenix City, as the system says, are eagerly waiting for the protection base to open for business!

The cowherd quickly drove out of Phoenix City, and after passing a dirt road that could barely be regarded as a road, the car entered into the vast wilderness.

There were no traffic lights, and there was no need to worry. Someone suddenly ran onto the road, Fang Xian also increased the horsepower of the cowherd.

He knows Mr. Zhen every day, but "every day is everything." In order to save Mr. Zhen's time, there is no need to wade on this road.

The most important thing is to hurry to protect the base.

Although Fang Xian has been busy protecting the base, his driving skills are still very good, even if it can't be compared with Mach, Liu Yi and others, but it is better than most ordinary drivers.

So even if the car started speeding up, the road became more rugged, but the feeling of the three of Zhen Qiong was still stable, and there was hardly any turbulence.

"This car feels okay to sit up." Zhen Qiong said.

"President Zhen, this car has been modified. It can not only carry more people, but it is also comfortable to sit up. If it is the original cowherd, it is actually quite awkward to sit up." Fang Xian explained.

In the current protection base, there are almost 20 cattle ranchers, all of which have been specially modified, not only to transport materials, but also to make the people in the car feel more comfortable.

"Specially modified for the management?" Zhen Qiong frowned slightly, but then stretched out again.

The management! It's somewhat privileged, but the interior of the car has been changed a bit, the problem is not too big.

But Fang Xian was so frightened that he almost couldn't hold the steering wheel securely.

He is the largest management in the protection base. If Mr. Zhen mistakenly believes that he uses his power for personal gain, or even destroys the entire protection base, he won't want this job.

Fang Xian couldn't help but glanced at the rearview mirror, just to see President Kun squinting his good-looking eyes. This seemingly ordinary movement caused his back to be cold.

This kind of look is most familiar to him, it is the happy look of the hunter when he finds the prey!

"President Zhen, no, like this modified cowherd, it is mainly used to pick up tourists." Fang Xian explained quickly, for fear that if he is slower, Mr. Kun will take him down.

"Shooting tourists?"

Zhen Qiong was slightly surprised, good fellow! Using a cowherd to pick and drop tourists, you can't figure it out.

You must know that at the price of the cowherd and the price-performance ratio, even those who want to buy a car, if there is no special need, will not consider the cowherd.

But this does not prevent them from wanting to sit on the cowherd and experience the pleasure of off-roading.

Although the car is driving smoothly now, the speed is not slow. Looking at the fast-moving scenery outside the window, and the feeling of being in a vast world, even Zhen Qiong is relaxed and happy.

If it is an ordinary tourist, it is estimated that the car window has been opened and wailing.

Without guessing, Zhen Qiong can be sure that after the launch of this project, many tourists will like it.

"System, is this what you want me to experience?"

"His Royal Highness, you are so smart!"

Hearing the system's answer, Zhen Qiong took a deep breath without moving, wondering whether to cancel the project.

But after thinking about it, he felt that this problem didn't seem to be too serious.

The fuel consumption of the cattle rancher is amazing. If you pick up tourists, you will have to spend a lot of fuel for a round trip. So as long as this item is not high, you can still achieve the goal of losing money.

"Is there a charge for picking up and dropping off tourists?" Zhen Qiong asked.

"Of course. President Zhen, this is one of the projects to protect the base. It allows visitors to experience the beauty of nature in the wind. A tourist charges 100 Longhuang coins for a one-way trip, and one hundred and fifty Longhuang coins for a round trip. ."

"Well... the price is not high." Zhen Qiong remembered that a cowherd full of gas would cost about six hundred Longhuang coins. Even if it was loaded with five tourists, it wouldn't make any money back.

"Yeah! This is still the idea of ​​Brother Ma and Brother Liu. I really didn't expect that the cowherd would still have this way of charging."

Before Mach, Liu Yi, and the drivers of the Wahuang hand-run company, when driving the cattlemen to deliver supplies, someone asked if they could bring their brothers to experience it.

This inspired Mach and the others. They felt that using cattlemen to transport tourists was also a good idea. After all, there is no such kind of venue in the city to experience speed and passion.

Later, after Mach and Fang Xian discussed with Fang Xian, they all felt they had a lot to do, so they decided on the project.

"So it was them!"

Zhen Qiong smiled slightly, and said in his heart, good fellow, can even the driver stab his back now?

Fortunately, this project is not profitable, otherwise the **** child will distribute them to the protection base to shovel the elephant's shit!

Mach, who was standing by at the company, and Mach, who was driving a cowherd and purchasing supplies in the city, shuddered.

However, both of them didn't care much, thinking that they had accidentally caught a cold, but they didn't know that they had just "escaped from the dead".

"What if the tourists don't want to sit on the cowherd? Is there any way to go to the protection base?"

If there is only one type of transportation, the price is not high, and it can also persuade a large wave of tourists.

After all, it costs 100 Longhuang coins for a round trip, which is still too expensive compared to those zoos that can be reached by buses for one or two yuan.