"Old Zhang, do you have any tickets to participate in the Battle of the Holy Glory?"

"No, what do you think this is? Just bring people here." Zhang Tian kept saying in a flash.

"When I arrived in Istanbul, how should I contact the organizer?"

"When you arrive at Istanbul Airport, you can find a red and blue taxi, and you will go to the wasteland market, and the taxi drivers will take you to the place you want to go."

"Then there is no need for any identity proof? Badges, letters, etc."

"After you arrive, just call me, there is not so much trouble." Zhang Tianyi said disapprovingly: "After all, you are the quota I recommend, and no one will give me face."

"You're the big face." Chen curled his lips.

Although fame will bring a lot of trouble.

But more often, fame can make your face bigger.

"Do you envy? If you envy, let your people perform well and strive to become famous all the time."

"Come on, no matter how big your face is, it won't work for me."

When Zhang Tianyi heard Chen's words, he was furious.

"I suddenly remembered that someone robbed someone's little girl on the street a few days ago. I was so ashamed that he even claimed to be a master."

Chen twitched his cheek slightly. How did Zhang Tianyi know about this?

"Old Zhang, your disciple is still in Los Angeles, you'd better be polite to me."

Zhang Tianyi was suddenly furious: "Believe it or not, when I arrived in Istanbul, will I ask your subordinates to have shortcomings?"

"At worst, just don't go. What can you do to me? Fly over and hit me."

Every time the two of them talked, they did not communicate peacefully.

Every time they speak harshly.

In the end, both sides parted in disagreement.

And the next time I talked, I looked like someone who was fine.

Istanbul, it has a more resounding name, Byzantine, or Constantinople.

Once the capital of the Eastern Roman Empire, Istanbul was the center of political and cultural heritage in that era.

Istanbul still has a very important position today.

In the supernatural world, Istanbul also has a very special status.

This time Chen did not plan to take his family to Istanbul.

After all, the journey is not far, and they are not traveling either.

Before and after the Battle of the Holy Glory begins, Istanbul must be full of psychics.

And most psychics are top-notch.

Although most psychics in the supernatural world abide by the rules of not invading and harassing ordinary people.

But when the forest is big, there are always some birds with brains entering the water.

In terms of danger, it must be more than usual.

Chen hopes that next time they travel with their family, they can travel on their own private jet.

Thinking of a private plane, Chen thought of his previous plan to build a private airport.

Chen picked up the phone and called Fei Wood Cisco.

“Merry Christmas, Felwood.”

"Mr. Chen, Merry Christmas." Fei Wood Cisco greeted Chen politely.

In fact, on Christmas Day, he called Chen.

"Fewood, how is Steven's villa built?"

"The foundation is still being laid, but around Christmas, my subordinates have to take vacations, so the construction will only start after the New Year." Feywood Cisco thought Chen was here to help Steven ask about the progress of the project, so he explained truthfully.

"Remember what I told you before, I plan to build a private airport? Do you have enough staff now?"

"Yes, Mr. Chen."

Felwood Cisco sucked his heart hard, and Chen gave him the best Christmas gift.

"Our company has just expanded its recruitment of 100 employees, so it is very well-manned. Even if several projects start at the same time, it will not affect the progress."

"It's best. You send the designer over first, go see the location with me, and then take a measurement. In addition, I will let my lawyer hand over to you."

"I understand. The people here are always on standby. When will it be convenient for you to see?"

"I can do it anytime," Chen said: "Will you set it for tomorrow? Do your company's engineers have time tomorrow? If you are still on vacation, you will change the date. But I will go to Europe for a while in a few days, and then I will have to let my lawyer communicate with you."

"When there is time, our company's engineers think the Christmas holiday is too long," Felwood Cisco said immediately.

Of course, this sentence must be insincere.

However, Felwood Cisco felt that he would give his subordinates a big gift.

He should be happy to end the holiday.

The next day, Feywood Cisco brought two engineers to Chen's manor.

These two engineers and Chen are considered old friends.

After all, the Mirror Lake Manor where Chen's family lives now has a contribution to them.

"Mr. Chen, are you planning to build a private airport around Mirror Lake?"

Chen has this idea, but there is another solution, which is to build a private airport next to the headquarters of the Supernatural Association.

Now Chen is also struggling to build it where he will.

"Mr. Chen, I think you'd better consider this issue carefully." One of the engineers said seriously: "Building an airport near a residence is not a wise choice."

"Why?"

"First of all, the noise problem of aircraft take-off and landing." The engineer said: "The second is safety. Even if airports are not used frequently, the noise caused by medium and large aircraft will have a great impact on the human body when landing near the ground, especially if you have children in your home. The last point is the method of requisition. When an aircraft encounters trouble in the air, the government has the right to temporarily requisition any airport. Los Angeles is a high-use route area, and there will be hundreds of similar incidents every year, so it is very likely that airline aircraft will take-off and land at your private airport, which will also cause inconvenience to your life."

The engineer's words completely dispelled Chen's idea.

"Okay, then let's build a private airport in another place."

The area of ​​the association headquarters covers a much larger area than the area around Mirror Lake.

So there is enough area to build a private airport.

"Mr. Chen, what is your budget?"

"It doesn't matter how much budget is, as long as I meet my usage requirements," Chen said: "At least, you can park the apron, hangar, and third-line runway of five medium and large aircraft. There are almost these few requirements. Today I will take you to the place to measure, and then you can give me a quote."

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

Felwood Cisco is no stranger to the headquarters of the Supernatural Society.

After all, the association's headquarters was built by his construction team.
Chapter completed!