The issue of weapon manufacturing suddenly hit a snag. Bi Xia's eyes slightly narrowed, thinking to herself, sometimes ideas are full, but reality is bony. People, really can't do anything without people and money!
Taking a deep breath, Bi Xia turned her gaze to 007, "Regardless of how the progress of this matter goes, whether to proceed with it thoroughly afterwards will be discussed later. 007, first bring up the progress of the entertainment complex."
007 nodded, tapping away on the keyboard with standardized small hands, and soon, a blue crystal screen showed the internal situation and exterior decoration of the entertainment complex with progress bars next to them, each indicating completion levels.
The screen displayed that two-thirds of the progress had already reached 100%, and the remaining parts were just minor details.
Bi Xia rubbed her chin, "Let me see the quality and the underground situation."
