Kangba City is one of the cities with pretty good economic conditions in Nanhu Province. The city is full of tall buildings and bustling traffic. There are countless shops along the street. This is the first time Yang Shixuan has come to the center of Kangba City. In the past, either he has no chance or the leisure time to come here for a walk.

Sun Bucai ran in the city for a week. Although he played like a ball for a week, he was familiar with it after a week.

Sitting in a taxi with green car, Yang Shixuan, who had already changed from Taoist robe and dressed in a white casual outfit, sat in the back seat with Sun Bucai. Although his eyes were swimming on the street outside the window, his ears were not idle for a moment. Sun Bucai introduced the situation aside.

"Although rebuilding an ancient temple is simpler than building a new temple, and the approval process is much simpler, in the final analysis, the current control of these religious places is still very strict. If you don't complete all the procedures, you won't even think about breaking ground even if you have money."

"I have learned some details carefully. The approval of the Municipal Bureau of Religious Affairs is the most important. There are land use certificates, construction bureau approvals, etc. The procedures that need to be handled are quite complicated, but the following procedures can be spent with money, but the approval of the Bureau of Religious Affairs needs to be taken more."

Listening to Sun Bucai nagging around him, Yang Shixuan also had a rough understanding of the issue of reconstruction of the ancient temple. After hearing this, he turned his head and asked, "In other words, if all the procedures are completed, the most important thing is the opinion of the Religious Affairs Bureau?"

"Yeah." Sun Bucai nodded and said, "The main reason is that the relevant leaders in the bureau are not very concerned about these things. As long as one leader takes snacks on this matter, it is not that difficult to complete the procedures. How many ancient temples are rebuilt every year? Is it difficult? It is actually a matter of thought."

The words were already straightforward enough. The troubles Sun Bu encountered in the past week were actually just one sentence, that is, he did not find the right way!

Looking for people everywhere is absolutely impossible. Since the root of the problem has been determined, Yang Shixuan also understood what he should do.

The taxi did not directly send the two to the Religious Affairs Bureau, but stopped at the entrance of a hotel not far from the Religious Affairs Bureau. Yang Shixuan went straight to the counter and opened a double room.

Sun Bucai asked strangely: "If you don't go to do business, why are you doing here?"

"Waiting for someone." Yang Shixuan did not have any extra nonsense. The simple words made Sun Bucai confused. Waiting for someone? Who is waiting for? Who knows why we two are here?!

But Yang Shixuan was unwilling to say more, and Sun Bucai didn't dare to ask anything, so he could only follow Yang Shixuan to stay in the hotel honestly and watch Yang Shixuan leave the hotel alone.

He changed into a mortal outfit and put on a white robe that looked like an ancient scholar. He picked up a folding fan in his hand, floating around about two meters above the street in a very casual manner. Yang Shixuan looked like a weak scholar, or the kind in ancient times.

A pair of lively big eyes flashed with a playful smile. Yang Shixuan ignored the surveillance probe in the Religious Affairs Bureau and flew into the Religious Affairs Bureau in a floating manner.

Compared with the dazzling array of government agencies in the city, the Bureau of Religious Affairs is actually an embarrassing character that grandma doesn’t kiss and mother doesn’t love. The white paint falling off the walls of the office building is a good proof.

It was actually very simple to find the leader's office. It took Yang Shixuan less than half a minute to find the office of the Director of the Religious Affairs Bureau, which was covered with various pennants.

The director was staring at the computer and playing games on the office chair, but Yang Shixuan looked around this and that in the office from time to time, even holding his hands, standing behind the director watching him concentrate on playing a small game called tnt, which is mostly children playing...

"The Religious Affairs Bureau is really shivering." After looking disgusted, Yang Shixuan found that some things placed in the office like jade statues were actually not jade, but cheap plastic products.

If there were other people in the office at this time, they would definitely scream in fear... Because when the director was concentrating on playing games, the bookcase behind him was quietly changing, and from time to time, something would fly up without warning, and then quietly fell back to its original place, without any sound in the whole process!

If you are a timid person, you will probably faint from fear on the spot. After all, this kind of thing is too weird and it is easy to remind people of haunted scenes.

The director's office seemed to have become Yang Shixuan's private playground. It was not until the office door was knocked and the fat director who was playing the game closed the game page at an astonishing speed that he stopped raiding his home.

The bored director who was just scolding a group of little kids in the game just now had a majestic look on his face and said with a stern face: "Come in."

The office door was pushed open, and a young man in his twenties came in from outside. He looked in a suit and tie, and he looked a bit gentle and gentle.

What surprised Yang Shixuan was that as soon as the young man came in, the fat director, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, quickly stood up from the chair. The majesty dissipated without a trace, and was replaced by a nearly flattering smile, "Oh, what gust of wind has blown you..."

"Fatty Cheng, don't talk nonsense to me. Why don't my friend asks you to do the last time? Why don't you even have any shadows?" The young man was so arrogant that he had no respect for a municipal bureau director in his conversation.

He even stepped forward and tapped the brown-red desk table with his knuckles. There was no negotiation tone, but only a nearly commanding tone. "That project has been delayed by you for two weeks, and the manual equipment has been in place. Do you know how much money you will lose in a day? I won't give me a clear explanation today, you can do it yourself!!!"

Oh, this kid is even more arrogant than me... Yang Shixuan's face showed a look of watching the show. He raised his hand and touched his chin, and looked the young kid up and down.

Some thoughts that were not so open were emerging in my head.

Perhaps, the person I have to wait for has appeared.

A faint arc inadvertently emerged from the corner of his mouth.

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The weather changes, and after the Spring Festival, I was retribution after all. People feel very uncomfortable, my head is drowsy and just want to lie down. I have no choice but to update today. I have to try my best to get over four tomorrow and write more and less... Sorry, everyone, I hope to understand.
Chapter completed!