"Ah? Ask me?" Jian Anran pointed to herself in disbelief, and was stunned for a moment before realizing, "Of course I hope it will be us who win the project in the end."
Trying to put on the brightest smile, Jian Anran answered calmly.
"Yes, yes," Mi Yingying didn't seem to notice anything strange, "It would be great if we could win it, wouldn't we be able to fight for it."
"Why are you so angry?" Song Qi was a little puzzled.
"It's not from Professor Zhao's office!" Mi Yingying became angry again when she mentioned this matter.
"Just now, the people in their group were chattering in the atrium, saying that it was because of the lack of teachers in our studio that the new projects we took on were only fifty square meters or something."
"More and more," Mi Yingying became angrier as she talked, "He said that Professor Zhao only takes on real estate projects and can easily spend tens of thousands of square meters on what he does. He seems to have a sense of superiority..."
After scolding for a long time, she finally stopped to take a breath when Song Qi started to turn off the lights and prepare for her lunch break.
I don’t know whether it was out of trust in Wen Siheng or the owner’s recognition of their work ability. The project in the old city has not been revised too many times. The first version of the plan was finalized immediately after it came out. The subsequent revisions were just small details.
Adjust.
On the day when the renovation project was finalized, Wen Siheng specially asked everyone to go to the site to watch the construction team enter the site.
"Does the designer have to be present during the official construction?" Mi Yingying couldn't help but wonder.
"That's not true," Wen Siheng took the champagne handed over by Mr. Li and raised the corners of his lips, "After all, it is the first child, so it must be more grand."
"First child?" Mi Yingying was even more puzzled.
"Every work is the designer's child." Jian Anran came over and added.
When he heard this, Wen Siheng was slightly surprised and couldn't help turning around to look at Jian Anran.
Her short hair was rolled up casually, with a few strands of hair scattered on her forehead. She wore floor-length black trousers and a dark blue shirt. Part of the hem was tucked into the trousers, and part of it was hanging loosely.
I don’t know whether it’s because her usual T-shirts and jeans are too student-like, or whether her mentality has changed recently, but Jian Anran, who has changed her dressing style, suddenly feels mature as she has entered the workplace.
Every work is the designer’s child.
This sentence was written by Wen Siheng in his study. When he was exhausted of inspiration, he suddenly recalled what the teacher said in his first undergraduate class.
He wrote this sentence in front of the note and posted it on the wall next to his desk. You can see it when you look up.
Not only when he first returned to China, Wen Siheng has been confused about his development direction since he was a graduate student.
When he was an undergraduate, he was still hesitant to explore the subject of architecture. When he was a graduate student, he suddenly realized that although he was very busy in the past, he felt like he had achieved nothing.
It seems that he has done all kinds of projects, but there is one project that he has done once and never done again. The studio he worked at at that time was open to projects.
Suddenly he realized that he was wasting too much time on things he didn't like, and he suddenly realized that he finally made up his mind to explore the method that interested him. The method he chose at that time was the elimination system——
I have done one kind and eliminated the other.
The most profitable projects in the industry are none other than real estate. Real estate, office buildings, and hotels are simple in shape and made up of identical cells. The project area is large and the money is earned.
However, the consequences of crazy building construction are countless "empty city strategies". There are no companies to occupy office buildings, and buildings lacking supporting facilities have no lights.
He doesn’t think he has any intention of claiming to be noble, but the first direction Wen Siheng excludes is real estate——
He believes that the current population size is far behind the development speed of real estate planning.
During his Ph.D., he came into contact with more directions that ordinary people would not have access to, such as project teams at airports, subways, high-speed rail stations and even hydropower stations.
Three words, tall and tall, are not enough to sum up this kind of building, but the size of the project is huge, the cooperation between the project team is difficult, and the space for development is limited.
Although he has not yet determined his true direction, Wen Siheng, who is "as pale as a chrysanthemum", is not very anxious about his development.
Welfare projects and old renovation projects are the areas he currently wants to try.
The ancient city of Luojiang is quite large and contains many old houses and shops of various eras. With the growing tourism industry, the local government strongly advocates the protection of these historical buildings.
But behind the slogans of protection, countless residents living in the old city are suffering from various inconveniences and safety hazards caused by the old buildings. It can be said that it is urgent to "repair the old as before" in the old city.
Every work is the child of a designer. Wen Siheng raised his head and glanced at the construction team who were setting up tools.
This was his first step in Luojiang. Until today, he has the real feeling that he is really working.
"Teacher Wen," Mr. Li suddenly came over, "I would say that you should do all the procurement and construction."
"How do you say it?" Wen Siheng specially imitated his tone.
"I have inquired about other people's design teams. Most of their income comes from various kickbacks, kickbacks from the construction team, and rebates from material procurement. That's what makes money!" Mr. Li said very sincerely.
"You said you charge a design fee of 50 square meters in total. If you charge 500 square meters per square meter, can you support the studio with so many people working on it for so many months?"
"I can't make a living." Wen Siheng crossed his arms on his chest and watched the workers coming in and out.
"That's why I said that I wanted to take care of the whole process. Well, what do you mean..." Mr. Li followed Wen Siheng busy, going in and out, and all the way he leaned into his ear to teach him how other designers make money.
Until the taxi they took stopped at the door, the other party still shouted and warned: "You must listen to what I told you today!"
It felt like a mother was worried about her son who was traveling far away, and they couldn't help but laugh around.
"Ring, ring, ring—" Not long after getting in the car, Wen Siheng's phone rang in the front seat.
"Hello, hello."
I don’t know how long I had been talking to the other party. When Wen Siheng hung up the phone, the taxi turned a corner and could already see the school.
"What did Director Zhang say?" Song Qi suddenly asked.
"How do you know?" Wen Siheng turned around in surprise.
"Sorry," Song Qi explained immediately, "I just accidentally saw the page for incoming calls."
"It is indeed Zhang Peiwen who called. I have a somewhat personal relationship with him," Wen Siheng said, "They have already decided internally, and the plan for this project will be voted directly by them internally."
"So? So?" Mi Yingying asked.
The answer seemed to be on his lips, and the taxi suddenly fell silent, except for the few of them in the back row who took turns swallowing their saliva.
