"Ms. Song is careful. The elevator is a little shaky, not dedicated. It is just for our workers to be convenient for you. Please pay attention to safety."
The contractor gave careful instructions.
Song Nanqiao nodded and smiled with great gratitude. It was a kind of politeness.
When she arrived at the second floor, she inspected for a week with the introduction of the contractor and frowned slightly.
"Wait a minute, it seems to be a little different from the drawings." She pointed to a little difference from the map in front and asked questions.
"It's like this. Because the public area covers a relatively large area, the restaurant area will be reduced in part. So I will expand the edges so that it can not only compensate for the space in the restaurant area, but also not affect the public area."
The contractor scratched the back of his head and explained patiently.
I thought she would lose her temper, but every designer would not allow her design drawings to be changed by workers.
Unexpectedly, the contractor was ready to be criticized, but was praised by Song Nanqiao.
"It's like this! I didn't expect this, but you made a good change. We will discuss what areas need to be changed as much as possible, so that it will be much more convenient for you to build."
She said, giving him a copy of the design drawings.
The pretty little face was full of seriousness.
The contractor nodded immediately and was flattered.
"Okay, I thought I would like to notify you of this matter tonight, but I didn't expect you to come in person today."
"It's okay, you handled it well, thanks to your carefulness, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble if you change it after completion."
She whispered, touching the contractor.
It is naturally the hard need of being a coolie.
The contractor took Song Nanqiao to inspect while explaining practical issues.
The drawings are always dead. After the formal construction, all kinds of problems will appear. Song Nanqiao found that although he understood, he lacked experience.
It was too late to leave the construction site.
Song Nanqiao returned home and did not rest after washing, but walked straight into the study.
After looking at the time, Tang Jingze has not come back yet.
Thinking of meeting Xia Anan today, Song Nanqiao felt inexplicably wanting to laugh and sad.
My own man is actually missed by so many women, one is pregnant and the other is coming to the door. How many others are there?
How many times she asked herself countless times when she couldn't fall asleep late at night.
But what is the result of the fact?
Betrayal, endless betrayal of this marriage.
The mistress grows like weeds after the rain.
She had long been accustomed to Tang Jingze's staying home at night.
But she had no time to take care of it now. Song Nanqiao unfolded the marked design drawings and completely modified the drawings based on today's practical investigation in the company.
The hazy moonlight is intoxicated, the breeze blows the gray gauze curtains, and only the study lights are dotted with vitality in the empty villa.
Time passed, and she lit the lamp and boiled oil and did not sleep all night.
It was dark.
She stretched lazyly, and there was less than an hour before working hours.
Finally, after reviewing the revised drawings, Song Nanqiao turned around and walked into the bathroom.
Water vapor filled the whole room with a light fragrance.
Taking a comfortable bath can relieve the fatigue of the night.
I am really tired from work. I don’t know how my dad has been able to manage the huge Song family over the years.
My heartache was like a flood of tides, which made her unable to move forward and work hard.
Take out your cell phone.
The teacher Luo Ying's number was called.
There was a quick connection there.
"Teacher, I am Song Nanqiao."
"Nan Qiao, what's wrong? I called in the morning."
Luo Ying knows that she is very busy recently!
She has always been competitive and will never allow herself to lose to Wanhui.
"I may have encountered some difficult problems and want to ask you for advice." When she said this, she felt a little embarrassed.
After all, Teacher Luo Ying has many things herself, and she understands them.
This bet is my own, so there is no need to drag down the teacher.
But she really needs guidance.
"Yes, see you in our cafe in the old place."
"Yeah, thank you teacher."
I hung up the phone, packed myself and put on my clothes, and kept thinking about the scenes I had on the construction site yesterday.
The sun was shining, and Song Nanqiao came to the cafe early and ordered Luo Ying's favorite latte.
"Teacher, here!"
Luo Ying pushed the door and walked in, and Song Nanqiao waved to show.
Her gentle smile filled her face and walked over.
"You came early."
It shows her urgency.
This girl has not changed at all for so many years.
Song Nanqiao smiled with a pursed lips, just a little girl in front of her.
Luo Ying is both a master and a mother.
She took out the modified drawings from her bag and gave them to Luo Ying to read.
"Teacher, this is the new design draft, please take a look."
Luo Ying changed her gentle and normal behavior. When she met her job, she felt like she had changed her body and was seriously scrutinized.
"Okay, I'll take a look."
Song Nanqiao calmed down and knew that she had found the problem, and it was not a little bit serious.
"It's not right here, and there are problems here."
Sure enough, Luo Ying saw the problem at a glance.
Song Nanqiao stretched out his head and looked at the positions she pointed.
Opposite, not far away, there was only a table. The woman in the seat was listening to the conversation between Luo Ying and Song Nanqiao, looking at the person in front of her, shaking her head and laughing.
"The drawing style of the entire design is composed of a variety of exotic elements, so these elements cannot be uneven, otherwise it will appear messy. It is good to add these elements in the hot spring club, but it must be handled just right. Just like here, the style here is a little too much, it is best to save this part, otherwise it will make people feel dazzled. There is also a little empty here, so you have to use it..."
Luo Ying pointed to the problem on the drawings, and Song Nanqiao nodded and wrote down one by one.
The teacher is indeed a teacher. She will see at a glance that she has extremely rich practical experience in many things that she is not considerate about.
After a while, Luo Ying nodded at the remaining places.
"The designs in the rest of the places are very novel and unique, very good, and I can't even imagine."
She handed the design drawing to Song Nanqiao.
"This is the case with the designer industry. Some people are born with talent, so you belong to one of them, but you lack practical experience. The main reason is that you have taken too few cases and have limitations in contact. Second, you have never really completed a case in one end."
Song Nanqiao bit his red lips and knew that every word Mr. Luo Ying said was correct.
She is indeed too lacking in experience and has not worked hard enough before.
All day long, Tang Jingze loves her or not, and if she doesn't love her, she will do whatever she wants.
How much success can you have if you are addicted to it?
Chapter completed!