The scene of the review meeting was silent.

On the other side of the participating construction parties, everyone stared at the village not far away.

Then shake your head up, down, left and right, front and back.

I want to find out the secret of Zhuang Buyuan's magic.

Did he use visual deception, or did Zhuang Buyuan hang his Wiya?

The performance of lifting the sedan chair just now shocked them and felt "Wow", it turns out that Zhoujian Group can already do this! When can we do it?

But Zhuang Buyuan's performance made them feel.

This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!

"Mr. Zhuang is so funny, he has actually turned into magic."

"Let me see, how did this magic change?"

"It's not appropriate to do magic in the judges. Director Zhou doesn't stop him?"

"Director Zhou just almost married his daughter to President Zhuang, and he still stopped him?"

"Does Director Zhou have a daughter?"

"No, so I didn't marry."

On the other side, Zhou Xiangan and his men opened their mouths wide and their eyes were almost glaring out!

The current situation is completely opposite to the fact that the friendly competitors were shocked and the judges were calm when they performed with high sedan chairs.

At this time, Zhuang had already walked to the center of the paper belt not far away, and he was still jumping on the paper belt.

Physical laws determine that the longer the span of a board, the greater the force it bears, the thicker or stronger the structural strength it needs to support the pressure it is under.

And this piece of paper tape has been from one end of the room to the other end and cannot be longer.

And it is as thin as a hair, and its structural strength has almost dropped to the lowest level.

At the same time, it is just placed flat on the conference tables on both sides, not like a steel cable, and is pulled with huge force on both sides.

In other words, this thin paper tape is completely supported by its own material strength.

But just a minute ago, it was still a roll of toilet paper!

This kind of thing is far beyond the limit that humans can understand, so almost all the competitors think that Zhuang Buyuan is actually doing magic.

It's like seeing a person on the street, more than two meters high.

Everyone would look at him a few more times: "Wow, this guy is so tall, he plays basketball."

If you see someone on the street, it is taller than a skyscraper.

Everyone would cry and run away desperately: "Director, director, I've gone to the wrong set, please let me go back!"

Friends and others, after all, have no understanding of the all-round manor, which is the latter reflection.

But Zhou Xiangan and the others already know a lot about the All-Round Manor and think that the All-Round Manor is already very awesome and is at least two stories tall.

Now they suddenly realized, my god, when the almighty manor was two stories high, they were actually lying down, and now they stand up!

And, I didn't go on the wrong set!

It's really true!

This kind of shock is much higher than that of those friendly competitors who don’t know anything.

Looking at those friendly competitors who are still shaking left and right and want to find the flaws, they just want to say one thing.

"You know nothing about this world."

Over there, the friendly competitors were already applauding, sparse.

Zhuang not far away stood in the middle of the paper bag and looked around in confusion.

Hey, the applause is not very enthusiastic. Could it be that I was not performing well?

Well, how can it be worse than the performance of lifting a sedan chair?

"Come on!" Zhuang Buyuan waved to Xiao Wei: "One more."

Xiao Wei also walked up.

The paper bag still has no bending that is visible to the naked eye.

"Come again, come again." Zhuang not far away waved again, and the staff next to him hesitated and walked forward a few steps.

Even the friendly businessmen stood up and walked onto the paper tape with skepticism.

Two, four, five, ten...

When more than a dozen people stood on the tape, the tape was still barely curved.

These people stood on paper tape, looked left and right, and some stomped their feet.

The expression on his face went from being confused at the beginning to twitching at the corners of his mouth later, and in the end, everyone's mouths opened wide.

They finally realized that everything that was happening in front of them was real.

More than a dozen people, all big and round builders, weighing nearly two tons, can't bend, and they can't bend the paper tape?

Is this a paper tape or a foot binding of Queen Mother?

"Can you still come up? Is there anyone else coming up?" Zhuang Buyuan jumped on the paper belt and waved around."

At this moment, everyone heard a breaking sound.

"Click".

Wait, the paper tape is broken?

The paper tape shook, and everyone quickly supported each other, and then looked carefully at their feet.

Wait, the paper tape is fine, it doesn’t even bend!

Then, there was another "click".

With a "boom", everyone fell off the paper belt and turned into a rolling gourd.

Only Zhuang Buyuan and Xiao Wei were young and strong, and had the property building bonus of the manor. With a slight wave, they had already gained a firm foothold.

A group of old and young men on the ground were struggling to get up.

"What's going on? Why did it fall?" Zhuang Buyuan grabbed his head, "Did he mess it up?"

Next to him, Zhou Xiangan had a black line on his forehead and stared at Zhuang not far away.

The conference table in front of him was already crushed to the ground.

"Zhuang--not-far!"

"Uh..." Zhuang Buyuan quickly raised his hand: "My fault, my fault!"

"Isn't it okay for me to pay you a table?"

"One?" Zhou Xiangan pointed to the opposite side.

Sure enough, the table opposite was also crushed.

When this conference table was created, I probably didn't expect that I would be treated as a prop for performance. More than a dozen people stood up, and the contact surface was still so small, it would be strange if they were not crushed.

The two long conference tables were all crushed.

"I replaced all the tables in the conference room! All the tables! Change them to Galaxy Maple!"

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong, let me go!"

The entire review meeting was interrupted for a while. Zhuang Buyuan urgently transferred the manor from the manor, riding the four-winged fighter chicken and rushed over, and urgently replaced the conference table for the conference room. The review meeting started again.

However, garbage time has entered the next step.

Although the review will not give a result immediately, the next few builders are unlucky and powerless when explaining their plans.

When the meeting ended, Zhuang Buyuan left the conference room as if he was running away. Many reporters on the scene chased Zhuang Buyuan closely.

"Mr. Zhuang, what exactly is this new spray you are using?"

"Do you want to use this technology in the construction of overpasses?"

"Overpass? No, this thing is actually a test piece, used for..." Zhuang Buyuan was about to say.

Under the steps, Zhuang’s father waved to Zhuang not far away: “Son, I’m here to pick you up!”

Sure enough, Zhuang’s father was just under the steps. Since he bought the car, he has been driving around and showing off all day.

Zhuang was about to fly and quickly got into the car in three or two steps. Zhuang's father saw the reporters coming, and he rushed out in a reverse car.

With a "bang", the right rear of the car hit the corner of the flower bed.

"Oh, my car, my car!" Dad Zhuang got out of the car with a distressed feeling, took out a small spray and sprayed it: "Replenish the paint! Replenish the paint! I'm not afraid of hitting it now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rang the door post with a "boom".

"Dad, can you drive well!"

"This car is too big and the door is so small, so I can't blame me!"

"The village is not far away!" Zhou Xiangan shouted angrily.

"Sorry, sorry, I will compensate you with a goal post!"
Chapter completed!