There is nothing commendable about Norwegian cuisine compared to other Western cuisines, but their handling of seafood is very good. It has the exquisiteness of island country seafood, and it is suitable for the sauces that are the most popular in Western food, which makes Han Qi very happy to eat.
The sauce can mask the fishy smell of the seafood, but it cannot mask the charming taste of the seafood.
The most important thing is to be able to eat enough.
It's not like Japanese ingredients, each dish only has a little bit.
Han Qi originally thought that he would have to wait until the infrastructure construction was completed before he could see the designer who replaced him, but he did not expect that he would come the next day. He had a oily head, gold-rimmed glasses, a thin figure, and a briefcase under his right arm.
This is not like a designer, more like a white-collar worker.
He is about thirty years old.
When he came over, Han Qi was discussing the exterior wall texture with several workers in the central building of the library. If it could be done now, the decoration might be faster.
But how can Party B fully agree with Party A’s opinions?
And this can obviously be done later during interior decoration. Wouldn’t doing it now increase the amount of work for them?
So several people were discussing this matter with Han Qi.
Han Qi also noticed someone approaching, but ignored him. After the worker noticed it, he shouted... "Designer Zhou."
Only then did Han Qi look at this person squarely.
With a smile on his face, Jack stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, this is Han Qi. I'm sorry to bother you."
"It's okay, just take a look."
Han Qi shook hands with him and felt sick when he thought of James' reminder to him yesterday.
In fact, he hates such things. Isn't it good to live a simple life?
And I'm a little busy these days.
In a few days, the first phase of the library's construction will be completed. The second phase is the soft furnishings inside the building and the layout of the gardens outside the library. In Tromso, which is very cold in winter, I want to create a
The ancient charm of the East is still a bit troublesome.
It takes a lot of brain cells.
Han Qi's games have fallen out of the top ten.
He was thinking about whether to ask Alexander to score a wave of points on the Korean server at night. He thought about this problem and walked towards the office, paying no attention to Jack Zhou's mood.
Alexander is a friend of Trieste, a top gamer in Norway, who is proficient in a large number of difficult games. If he is not a little older and no team is willing to bet on him, maybe Han Qi will see him in the finals.
Designer Zhou saw Han Qi leaving and quickly caught up with him.
"Mr. Han Qi, I have something to tell you. It's very important. You'll see when you have time."
"Oh? We have time now." Han Qi turned around and said.
"Then let's go to the office."
As a producer, Han Qi also has a small temporary office here, which is used by Jack Zhou when Han Qi is not here.
"good."
Jack Zhou made an invitation to Han Qi and took him into Han Qi's own office. Han Qi caught a glimpse of a proud smile on his face.
"By the way, my name is Jack Zhou, and my Chinese name is Zhou Yaotong."
"Well. So you are Norwegian now?"
"Yes, Norway is a very good country for immigrants, and its welfare is second to none in the world. I am lucky to be able to join. Mr. Han Qi often travels abroad and is well-informed. Is there a country you particularly like? If you
If you are willing to settle in Norway, I am willing to give you a little help."
"No, designer Zhou is really polite."
Han Qi secretly despised them as second-class citizens.
Can an Easterner integrate into the West if he changes his nationality? This is not necessarily true. Han Qi does not believe that anything is perfect. He himself has a tendency to racial discrimination, not to mention the Europeans who have been rich for centuries?
Walking into the office, Zhou Yaotong changed the topic.
"Mr. Han Qi, as far as I know you don't have any design certificate. How did you come up with the idea of designing this building in the first place?"
"Of course it's inspiration, and..." Han Qi pointed to his head, "brain."
Han Qi sat down on the plastic chair and looked at this man with a calm expression, wanting to hear what he had to say.
"I think it's because you saw some design drafts on the Internet. There are too many design websites now, and there are many concepts uploaded by other designers, as well as some design drawings."
"I guess you want to say, did I copy your design?"
Zhou Yaotong was a little surprised as to why Han Qi knew about this, but he reacted quickly and pretended to be shocked... "Oh, you can't say that. We are all Chinese compatriots. It is normal to have the same understanding on some buildings. Let's put it like that."
You also admitted that you borrowed some designs, right?"
"Haha." Han Qi laughed twice.
He stood up, picked up the charging mobile phone and said: "When my design draft was handed over to the city hall, it is easy to find out. If you have any evidence to prove that I plagiarized your stuff, then you can go to the court."
, I have something else to do in the afternoon, so I won’t accompany you.”
It's really disgusting to deal with such people. It would be nice to go back to the hotel as soon as possible.
Han Qi also checked. Although there has been a trend of reviving traditional culture in China in recent years, and many people have begun to study ancient architecture and gardens, so far he has not found any particularly outstanding figures in this field.
As for Zhou Yaotong, let alone that.
He is just an ordinary designer who grew up in Hong Kong Island. There is nothing special about him at all.
Just because he has lived in China for more than 20 years, they let Zhou Yaotong supervise the library's construction instead of Han Qi, who is often away from Norway... Is such a person worthy of Han Qi taking him seriously?
Han Qi's reaction and actions made Zhou Yaotong's proud face uncontrollable. He stretched out his hand to stop him and said:
"You did see the design drawings elsewhere, right? You are a very good painter and singer, but architecture is different. It is impossible to design a large building without systematic study. I admire you very much, but you know that China
Is it such an honor to build a large building in Northern Europe? You, a plagiarist, want to monopolize it?"
"Chinese?" Han Qi looked him up and down, "Is this related to you?"
Plagiarists are so funny.
My brain is broken.
"you!"
Hearing what Han Qi said, Zhou Yaotong blushed and pointed at Han Qi.
But he quickly put it down and looked back at the door to see if anyone was peeking.
"Mr. Han Qi, you are a big star, a big celebrity, I am just a designer and a small person. It will do no good to anyone if this matter goes to court. I definitely don't want to see it leave a stain on your glorious resume.
, since you are not the designer anyway, wouldn’t it be a matter of course to sign it for me? I am willing to pay 400,000 euros.”
"Poof!"
Han Qi covered the corner of his mouth and said as he walked out: "Okay, okay, stop talking, just do whatever you want. But before that, I suggest you study more and at least understand the laws of Norway.
Come and talk to me about this again."
"Don't leave! I will really sue you!"
Han Qi walked out quickly.
Four hundred thousand?
Laughing to death.
Han Qi thought it was something yesterday, but it turned out that this was the trouble James was talking about.
This is not a troublesome question, this is...
The clown is by my side.
He is not stupid and fully understands Zhou Yaotong's thoughts.
What is most important in modern society?
Of course it's fame. Without fame, you can't make money in any industry. But as long as you have fame, even if you are just a rag collector, others will call you the rag king. It is absolutely easy to make hundreds of thousands a month relying on the Internet.
Moreover, in the construction industry, famous designers also charge very high fees.
If Zhou Yaotong really goes to fight this lawsuit with Han Qi, no matter whether he can produce evidence or not, at least he will be famous in China, and then he will also be somewhat famous in Norway. This is because these two countries are currently opposed to the Norwegian Chinese Pavilion.
The architecture is of great concern.
Scandals are also heard, and stigmas are also famous.
But even if you are like this, Han Qi doesn't want him to step on his head and become famous.
When he walked out of the construction site and got into the car, he called James and told him the whole story.
James was also surprised.
"Where's the evidence? Did you really design it independently, by yourself?"
"Ah, you don't believe me either?"
"This, hahahahahaha... Of course there is no such thing. All of us in the city hall trust you very much. As for your reaction, we will also investigate. After all, you are our friend, and we can't let our friends suffer.
"
Han Qi was speechless.
It turns out that the clown was not the only one who thought so.
So before your ultimate big manor plan is completed, you should show off your skills. This time, see if you can choose a place in the country and build a pure Chinese-style building for everyone to see.
In order to take into account the surrounding environment, this library has also done a little damage to the style.
But this was Han Qi's painstaking thought. He thought how tired he was when he was drawing the picture. He was not familiar with foreign architecture, so he had to go to Jin Shi Ni Street many times to complete the work today.
Some people actually think I plagiarized!
Han Qi was unhappy and went to his room to turn on the computer.
Today's Summoner's Rift ushered in another bloody storm...
During the afternoon video chat with Ingrid, Han Qi also told this as a joke to Ingrid. The little girl expressed her indignation at what happened to the little man... The library designed by Han Qi in Tromso was where they first met.
This place is actually being threatened now?
Turning off the video, Ingrid began to think deeply.
I don’t know what Tromso did to those who falsely accused Han Qi, but obviously the matter cannot be left alone.
She pouted.
Anyway, I'm just unhappy.
………………
Han Qi doesn't have any unnecessary reactions these days. He usually stays at the construction site hotel between 2:00 and 1:00 a.m., and occasionally goes for a stroll on the street, buying some snacks, fruits, etc., to experience the enthusiasm of foreign friends.
In fact, at the end of the day, this kind of situation will only occur when you are a foreign friend. If you are at the same distance, you will not be so popular among Norwegians. After all, distance can produce beauty.
To Han Qi's surprise, Trieste came, and her company also received some orders for this project.
It was mainly about interior design, so Tristel stopped by to take a look.
Now the two of them were treating each other with respect. She knew that Han Qi had a girlfriend, and she also knew the identity of that person, which made her dare not have any other thoughts at all. The love that had not yet emerged was swept away by her.
I strangled it in my heart again.
But it also returned to what friends should be like.
On this day, Han Qi went to the construction site for a final inspection. If there were no problems, the signature would be signed today and the engineering team would withdraw from the site.
As soon as he came in, he saw Trieste sitting in his office.
"Instead of following your leader to check the quality, why are you coming to my place to be lazy?"
Triest rolled her eyes at Han Qi and said disgustedly: "Who is as lazy as you? What time did you come here? We have almost finished the inspection. Sean and his people are on the A2 floor. It seems that we still have something to communicate."
"Anything else?"
"It's none of your business," Trieste interrupted, then asked, "Do you want coffee?"
Han Qi watched her skillfully use the coffee machine, and even took out the coffee powder from her drawer... He exited and looked at the sign at the door (qi han), then walked in again, looking at Trieste for a long time.
say.
Trieste laughed so happily that the coffee powder was spilled.
"Okay, okay, I know this is your office and I'm your secretary. I'll make you a cup of coffee, okay?"
"That's pretty much it."
He sat down nearby and asked, "You were waiting for me in my office early in the morning. What do you want?"
"It's still early." Trieste complained again, and then said, "It's really something. Aren't you a well-known painter now? I saw in the news that you painted a portrait for an Italian rich man and sold it for tens of millions.
Is it so expensive?”
Han Qi looked at her making coffee and said with a smile: "It's just average, it's probably reached its peak, and it won't go up much in the short term."
In other words, the original value is not so high. Around 20 million euros is the current value of a painting by Han Qi. Sir Kang Tao mainly invited Han Qi in a private capacity, and the painting is still himself. This actually has to be considered.
into the income from the paintings.
"Then..." Tristel hesitated, "Then I'll give you back the painting you gave me. It costs tens of millions and puts it in my home. I'm very uneasy... To be honest, I've been...
I can’t even sleep peacefully because I’m afraid someone will break in and steal the painting.”
"Is it that exaggerated?"
"Exaggeration?" Trieste raised her voice, "My house worth 200,000 yuan is hung with your 20,000,000 yuan painting. Is this an exaggeration, okay? I don't care, you have to find a way for me."
Trieste was a little reluctant to say this.
It’s not that I don’t want to give up money, but I don’t want to give up painting.
The only memory Han Qi left to her was a painting and a song, which were her most precious things. She came to Han Qi today not really wanting to return the painting to him. She didn't know what she was thinking about.
It's unclear...or maybe she wants to lose the mark Han Qi left on her family.
"What can I do?"
He also knew that once the painting was given away, he couldn't get it back, otherwise what would he become?
Han Qi quickly thought of an idea:
"If you don't mind, you can give the painting to Del and let her sell it, so you can... okay, okay, you mind... what should I do? If you don't want to put the painting in your room, just
Give it to a museum. It will prevent others from buying it, it will be safe, and..."
"Han!! Han!"
Someone called Han Qi's name and quickly opened the door and entered.
It was Algernon. He was holding a newspaper in his hand. Han Qi could still see the photo of designer Zhou on it.
Algernon was very excited. He obviously had some good news to share with Han Qi, but he did not expect such a scene in the office. He was stunned for a second and then quickly closed the door.
