Wen Siheng certainly didn't tell lies. Jian Anran never thought that she could take on such a project with a six-figure design fee.
Thinking of the riverside mansion of Wen Siheng's parents, Jian Anran was still secretly guessing that Wen Shuliang might have done some other side business that could make a lot of money.
It may not seem necessary now.
"Wow! Wouldn't a famous architect be able to retire after just one job?"
As soon as she returned to the dormitory, Jian Anran immediately shared this matter with Ning Beibei.
"If everyone wants to retire after making a deal like you, then famous architects will not become famous architects." Ning Beibei hit the nail on the head.
"And don't look at the design fee, which is quite high. Each part also requires proofreading, professional responsible persons, review, approval, etc. How many copies of the name are signed on the drawing?"
Ning Beibei glanced at Jian Anran earnestly and sighed: "Not to mention a screw like you who is not worthy of signing on the drawing. How much you can divide probably depends on the conscience of the leader."
Probably sensing Jian Anran's frown, Ning Beibei hurriedly made up for it: "But our teacher Wen doesn't seem to be the kind of heartless person, and he shouldn't be greedy for the few dollars in the pocket of a poor student like you.
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"How many graduate students can't get the 600 yuan subsidy? Your group does get various large and small subsidies. I heard that Wen Siheng's graduate student quota will become a hot spot in our department next year."
By the way, they gossiped about the behavior style of several master's tutors in the college. Jian Anran and Ning Beibei couldn't help but fall into the problem that most college students who are about to graduate are troubled -
Is it better to take the postgraduate entrance examination or get a job?
Are there any advantages to taking the public engineering exam? Or should I take the teaching qualification exam before I graduate?
After a night of research to no avail, the only progress the two of them made was to take the Mandarin exam.
This is probably the only exam where you can feel confident without preparing.
…
"But..." While applying the facial mask, Ning Beibei suddenly broke the tranquility of the dormitory.
"After the affordable housing project ends, will Xu Nianhe leave?"
"Huh?" This is a question that Jian Anran has never thought about.
Only then did he recall the beginning of the incident, when Xu Nianhe appeared unexpectedly.
She originally came with the studio for a project, but now that the project has become obsolete for them, will Xu Nianhe go back to the UK directly?
"Logically speaking, I should leave." Jian Anran said seemingly casually.
Xu Nianhe, is she finally leaving...?
…
When she saw Wen Siheng in the office, Jian Anran hesitated several times.
To be honest, since they are no longer married, whether Xu Nianhe leaves or not, whether she comes to deliver supper to Wen Siheng, all of the above have nothing to do with her.
But there is always a strange throbbing deep in her heart. Jian Anran seems to be eager to know if Xu Nianhe is still in Luojiang. Is she planning to return to England?
She took the initiative to attribute this strange psychology to a desire for knowledge.
"Yes, people always have to retain some curiosity, otherwise how can they do projects and research?" Jian Anran muttered in a low voice while holding her chin in front of the screen.
"Senior sister, what did you just say?" Mi Yingying took off her headphones and asked.
"It's okay, I'm looking at the file." She responded awkwardly, and her eyes immediately returned to her empty computer desktop with blue sky and white clouds.
The design part of the project has been completed, where are the other documents to see now?
"Senior sister, do we want to go eat Japanese food together after school?" He suddenly suggested.
"Japanese food?" Mi Yingying was a little surprised at first, but she didn't hesitate too much and nodded immediately.
"Which one to go to?" Mi Yingying asked.
The answer seemed to have been hidden in her heart for a long time, and Jian Anran blurted out: "The one we went to last time."
The last time they visited together, it was the first and only all-staff dinner in their studio after submitting the bidding documents.
A Japanese food shop right near the school.
It was also in that store that Jian Anran first learned about Wen Siheng's mysterious ex who lived in the UK.
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"welcome!"
The moment the wooden door of the Japanese restaurant was opened, the waiter inside shouted in the direction of the door.
It was approaching dinner time, and there were already a few tables of customers sitting in the restaurant.
In the hotel on weekdays, many people still wear formal clothes. It seems that they come directly from the company after get off work. It is rare to see students dressed like Jian Anran and Mi Yingying.
"Should we sit at the bar or in a booth?" the waiter immediately stepped forward and asked.
Taking a look inside the store, most of them were friends and colleagues having dinner together in twos and threes, all with black hair. Jian Anran didn't see anyone else.
She didn't know what kind of mentality she had or what kind of person she wanted to meet.
Leaving the decision-making power to her companions, she lowered her head and followed closely behind Mi Yingying.
When they came to their senses again, they were already sitting safely in the booth in the corner.
Looking up and looking around, Jian Anran was extremely satisfied with this position.
While hiding yourself in this inconspicuous little corner, you can get an overview of the Japanese food store by looking up.
"Welcome!" The energetic voice sounded again.
Jian Anran suddenly pulled her attention away from the menu and suddenly looked up in the direction of the door.
"What are you looking at?" Mi Yingying was obviously frightened by Jian Anran's sudden movements.
"I'm looking at the direction of the air outlet. It seems that the air conditioning air can blow directly here." I don't know since when, Jian Anran seems to have become accustomed to making random nonsense.
Mi Yingying raised her head and looked around. By chance, there was an air conditioner outlet on the ceiling next to their seats.
"Will it be cold? How about we change seats?" the other party suggested.
Shaking her head hastily, Jian Anran fixed her gaze on the menu on the desktop with a guilty conscience.
Their table had just finished serving food, and they didn't know they had heard the loud "Welcome" voice several times just now. The store was already full.
Until after eating, Jian Anran still didn't see anyone she knew.
She seemed to be relieved, but inexplicably, she felt uneasy again.
Her past seemed to be full of ups and downs, and based on her twenty-two years of life experience, she always felt that her recent days seemed a bit too peaceful.
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The winter is coming.(Winter is coming)
In the professional class on Wednesday, the counselor walked into the senior professional classroom with a smile on his face.
"Some teachers suddenly resigned some time ago, which affected some work in the department and came to a standstill."
"Today I bring you good news. The vacancies for administrative teachers in the hospital have now been filled."
"In addition, the department has hired an extremely excellent new teacher for everyone."
"Teacher Xu, please come in and say hello to everyone." The counselor said to the door.
Opening the door, the sound of "dong dong dong" high heels echoed in the professional classroom.
"Hello everyone, I am the new teacher of your professional course."
