In the early morning in Los Angeles, Wyatt Frantem put on a suit and tie like an ordinary office worker, tidied up his appearance, picked up his briefcase, and got ready to go to work. When he got downstairs, he looked at himself.
A naughty child was eating dishonestly at the dining table. His four little legs were fighting under the dining table while he was eating.
"Ankota! Don't always bully your younger brother!" Wyatt said to his eldest daughter.
"Mike stole my toy!" Ankota immediately complained to his father.
Mike, who was only four years old, quickly defended Wyatt loudly and said: "I didn't!".
Wyatt walked to the dining table, stretched out his hand to wipe the food stains from the child's mouth, and then said to his wife: "Honey, I'm going to work! How about I send the children to school today?".
"I'll send it off later!" Wyatt's wife came over and the two kissed like a normal American couple. Then the wife helped her husband straighten his tie.
Wyatt stretched out his head and kissed the little heads of his two children, then took his briefcase and got into the Ford car in front of his house, and drove out of the community.
The community where Wyatt lives is good, a traditional white community with good security! The nearby school district is also very good, and there are no problems for the children to go to school. They must have lived a good life as a child. The Wyatt family is a typical American middle-class family.
, a man works to support his wife and children.
As he drove out of the community, Wyatt's brows furrowed. Now Wyatt was worried about his job. He wasn't worried that he would be fired because of something he did, but he was thinking about whether to find another place for development.
His career. Now Wyatt is not thinking about moving to other cities in the United States. Instead, he is thinking about moving to another country six thousand miles away, a country that is completely unfamiliar to him.
The development of the American construction industry has reached its peak now, and there are fewer and fewer opportunities for architects to play their part. As soon as the news of a super skyscraper or a large building is spread, it will cause countless famous people to talk about it.
Every bid seems to be a blow to these big things. Even some small orders that these big firms looked down on more than ten years ago have become hot commodities.
This is true for big things, regardless of the medium-sized things they are in. In short, the competition among American architectural firms can be said to have become fierce.
The goals he set for himself after graduating from college seemed to be getting farther and farther away from the current Wyatt. He entered a big firm in a few years, and then strived to become a partner in a few years! The ambitions he originally had after graduating from school were almost gone.
All the time is wasted in doing things to others.
A few days ago, a classmate sent Wyatt a message, encouraging Wyatt to go to China for development. When the classmate gave examples of familiar large projects in China that he had participated in in recent years, Wyatt said that he was not envious.
If you are not jealous, that would be a lie. And what my friend said: The American construction industry has not done much, China! China is the ideal place for modern architects!
China's development is very attractive to Wyatt, and he also knows that almost all major American architectural firms are rushing to set up institutions in China, hoping to get on board this fast-moving train.
But come to think of it, Wyatt is not like a classmate who can go alone just by asking. He still has a wife and two children at home. The eldest daughter is only six years old. He suddenly went to a strange country.
Cupiyat was unsure. But what if he didn’t go? Would he just work as an assistant to a famous architect in the firm now?
While driving the car, he was thinking about his career. It was really hard to come to a conclusion. Wyatt sighed softly and temporarily threw this idea out of his mind.
Arriving at the parking lot of the building, he stopped the car and Wyatt carried his bag into the elevator. Entering the office, Wyatt smiled and greeted his colleagues as usual and walked to his office.
Beside the table.
After taking off his coat and hanging it on the back of the chair, and pouring himself a cup of coffee, Wyatt turned on the computer and prepared to deal with his affairs today. A design plan received by the office was approved by the client. And Wyatt
All that needs to be done is to perfect some of the details inside the building.
Cup Art has made these things countless times over the past few years, and they are so easy to make. When I turn on the computer, I am ready to continue where I left off yesterday.
"Wyatt! Mr. Olson wants you to come to his office!" Mr. Olson's secretary called and informed Wyatt that the boss has invited you!
Wyatt stood up from the chair and walked towards the boss's office. When he got to the door, he softly asked the female secretary: "What's the matter, boss?".
"It should be a good thing! He looked very happy when he spoke!" The female secretary revealed to Cup Yate that the boss was in a good mood now.
"Dong dong dong!" He stood at the door and knocked on the door, and heard the familiar voice of the boss inside saying: Come in!
Gently pushing the door open, Wyatt walked in and closed the door: "Boss, what do you want from me?".
"You submitted a design for a villa?" Olson came out from behind the desk, leaned his butt on the desk, motioned for Wyatt to get down, and asked.
Wyatt sat down and nodded and said: "Yes! I saw the requirements they posted for young designers to be creative, so I applied for one and gave it a try!".
For such non-required requests, Wyatt also submitted with a try mentality. Of course, in the name of the Institute, he attached some of his own works. Of course, many of them were not realized and were plans.
Wyatt didn't think much about it, he just regarded it as an opportunity. Although he
My design fee is one hundred and thirty dollars an hour, which is very low! But when you can build a house with millions of dollars, who cares about the difference in design fees? Some famous designers
It was only a little over two hundred dollars. Wyatt didn't think too much about whether he would be chosen by others.
After hearing what the boss said, Wyatt had to think more. Thinking of the boss calling him over, a light flashed in his mind and he opened his mouth and asked: "You mean?".
"Yes! That artist has preliminarily selected you!" Olson looked at Wyatt and said with a smile: "You can come up with a plan!".
A huge sense of joy emerged from Wyatt's heart, and he asked Olson in disbelief: "You chose me?".
"Yes! You were selected!" Olson came over and patted Wyatt on the shoulder: "Our new client thinks you are very creative, now use your creativity and win him down!".
After speaking, Olson turned back to his desk and sat down: "Leave the things at hand to others, and the next thing you do is to use your creativity to satisfy our customers!".
"Okay, boss!" Wyatt said.
"Now go out! If you need an assistant, tell Dia! Now you can go work on your design plan!" After Olson said this, he waved to Cup Art.
Coming out of the boss's office, Wyatt stood at the door and let out a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong? Is it a good thing?" the female secretary asked, looking at Wyatt's slightly blushing face.
"I received a commission from a client!" Wyatt said looking at the female secretary.
"Congratulations!" The female secretary stood up and gave Wyatt a hug: "Maybe you will have your own office soon!" After saying that, she made a gesture to encourage her to work hard.
Wyatt said thank you to his colleagues, and then walked towards his seat. When he was waiting to hand over the materials he was working on to other colleagues, Wyatt could clearly see the envy in his colleagues' eyes. Here he is.
In the smoking room in the corridor of the floor, I lit a cigarette to calm down my excitement.
After taking a few puffs, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, called his wife at home, waited for the answer and said directly: "Dear! I received my first commission today. I want to design a building."
A real building!”.
"Congratulations, honey!" When his wife at home heard about it, she immediately sent congratulations to Wyatt.
After chatting with his wife for a while, Wyatt returned to his desk. Colleagues near his seat all sent congratulations to Wyatt. For those who worked as assistants, Wyatt now got
Yes, that's what people like me want, an opportunity!
Of course, there are two or three people who regret it in their hearts. Originally, they saw this news, but they were ignored by themselves. Generally speaking, villa projects worth several million dollars are done by some well-known architects.
How could such a special project fall into the hands of an unknown person like me? Now Wyatt is actually chosen, which is really a bit surprising.
Some of them still hope that Wyatt screws up. Besides, it is quite difficult to design a villa for an artist. Artists are very difficult to deal with!
No matter what his colleagues thought, as soon as the advance payment from Fang Yi arrived, Wyatt devoted himself to his greatest enthusiasm, drove his own car and went directly to the site for two or three days, renting a house that Fang Yi had just bought.
In a small house, get to know the surrounding environment, and then conceive the appearance of the villa.
Creativity and vitality, these two things that Fang Yi repeatedly requested were written down by Wyatt and fulfilled faithfully.
Fang Yi didn't know yet that the architect he chose was a young man who was waiting for help, and that his building was also his first real work.
But Fang Yi was really right about one thing. Wyatt, a young architect, cherished this opportunity and drew several drafts of the plan. Then whenever he had time, he thought about how to design this building and where the studio should be.
! Where should the bedroom be? How should the guest room be arranged? These are the things that have been on my mind all day long.
With a case on hand, he also has extra income. His salary is now more than two months ago. Wyatt has truly reaped the benefits of having a case on hand.
At the same time, I also communicated with Fang Yi via email, asking about Fang Yi’s preferences, and also learned about Fang Yi’s linearism style. Gradually, Fang Yi unknowingly gained a friend, an architect.