Miracle Group’s request for solicitation of design plans for Xinhai Studios was quickly placed on the desk of Chen Ancheng, the CEO of Xinghan Construction.
"Ancient building?" Chen Ancheng glanced at it twice, then stuffed the document back into the bag, and glanced at the manager of the marketing department, "We can't figure out the overall layout of this thing. I'll go to Mr. Zhou's place later.
Come on, let him take a look!"
Although Chen Ancheng didn't know whether Zhou Yan could build the overall plan for the film and television city, he knew that the Epang Palace that his boss was building was no less difficult than the film and television city.
The next day, Chen Ancheng went to Zhou Yan's house to have a meal and handed the proposal draft to Zhou Yan.
"Mr. Zhou, can we really do this?"
"Who said it can't be done?" Zhou Yan briefly looked through the documents, "I'll make a rendering later and hand it over to our antique design team in detail."
"But, I'm worried..." Chen Ancheng was a little worried, "They can't produce that style. After all, the first requirement of Miracle Group is to have a distinctive style..."
Before Zhou Yan could say anything, Qin Ruoshu, who was enjoying a meal at the side, suddenly put down his chopsticks: "Lao Zhou has a material library in his computer that can be directly imported into architectural design software..."
"Is there such a black technology?" Chen Ancheng's eyes gleamed, "Mr. Zhou, there is such a good thing, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I also accumulated it on my own, okay?" Zhou Yan was a little speechless, "If you don't accumulate step by step and always engage in borrowing, how can you become a top designer?"
"But this time's order is really too tempting..." Chen Ancheng smiled and picked up a piece of braised pork from the plate and placed it on the rice in front of him.
"I won't do this next time," Zhou Yan thought for a while, "I will separate the ancient buildings from the series of projects of the Bihailantian Characteristic Cultural Tourism Hotel and hand them over to the ancient architecture team."
Finally, Zhou Yan added: "By then, I will lock the material library function!"
"As long as you're happy!"
After receiving the reply, Chen Ancheng still had the time to listen to Zhou Yan's words. He picked up his chopsticks and pointed at the fish fillet he had coveted for a long time...
After lunch, Chen Ancheng patted his butt and left, leaving Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu to wash the dishes.
"This old Chen is really heartless. Next time he comes, let the dog bite him..."
"You have to have a dog." Zhou Yan smiled and shrugged, then threw Qin Ruoshu a pair of rubber gloves.
Qin Ruoshu took it and was about to put it on when the cell phone on the coffee table in the living room rang "inopportunely".
"Who is calling at this time!"
Qin Ruoshu tried her best to pretend to be very impatient, but her acting skills were not good and she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.
"Hey, Mr. Li, what's the matter with calling me at noon?"
"The squad leader organized a dinner party for the whole class," Li Xiaonan's voice sounded a little tentative, "However, according to rumors, Tian Yu initiated the party!"
"No time!" Qin Ruoshu refused without even thinking about it, "My husband just took a big deal, and I have to help him. Besides, I'm getting married soon, so how can I have this time..."
"In this case, we won't participate. It's not interesting anyway..."
Although Qin Ruoshu attended National Construction University for two years and had many sisters in school, the deepest relationship in college was with her classmates at Xinhai Vocational and Technical College. After all, they had experienced "suffering" together - military training.
Moreover, the curriculum for junior college-to-undergraduate majors is tight, and most students in the class are usually busy reading or studying, so their spare time, which is not enough in the first place, becomes even tighter.
And most of the students in the class are college-to-bachelor-level students, and you can think of everyone’s friendships with just your toes...
After waiting at home for a few more days, I finally waited until graduation.
Take graduation photos, get graduation certificates, give each other graduation gifts, and then get your registration certificate and leave.
Although Qin Ruoshu only lived at the University of Architecture and Architecture for two years, and the time he spent in the school was relatively short, when he realized that he really had to leave here, he still felt a little reluctant and a little lost...
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"Classmate Qin Ruoshu, please write a few words on the classmate list!"
Hearing the sound, Qin Ruoshu looked back and saw that it was a female classmate who was usually more active in the class.
"Okay..." Qin Ruoshu smiled and took out the signature pen from his pocket, looked back at the classmate, "Do you have any requirements for parting words?"
Is this still a request?
This classmate was surprised: "Just write a few words of blessing and that's it!"
"Then I wish you a bright future and a bright future."
"Classmate Qin..."
"Blessings, right..."
After Qin Ruoshu signed the student registration list and carried her final harvest from the university, she was just crossing the street after leaving the school. She seemed to remember something, and looked back at the familiar yet unfamiliar campus and smiled silly.
“See you later!”
After crossing the street, I came to my car, opened the back door, threw my things into the back seat, then opened the front door, sat in, and sighed deeply: "Finally graduated!"
"Why don't you post an alumni circle?"
"Let's talk about it later," Qin Ruoshu shook her wrist, which was still a little sore, "I spent the whole morning signing alumni and classmate directories, and my hand is almost broken!"
"My dear wife," Zhou Yan grabbed Qin Ruoshu's hand with a smile, "should we celebrate or mourn tonight?"
"Of course it's a celebration, right..." Qin Ruoshu thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou Yan, "We haven't had a picnic for a long time, right?"
"It's only been ten months, right?" Zhou Yan smiled, "I remember there was a huge traffic jam on the Beijing Expressway last time!"
"It's true..." Qin Ruoshu sighed slightly, "I'll call Sister Yang and Sister Wei to see if they are available!"
After saying that, Qin Ruoshu picked up the phone and called Yang Li.
"Hey, Sister Li, I'm Ruoshu. Are you free on the weekend? Let's go out for a picnic?"
"Okay, what are we going to do when we go out?"
Qin Ruoshu looked back at Zhou Yan: "What are we having a picnic for?"
"It's summer, so of course it's a barbecue. I'll buy a sheep later!"
On the other end of the phone, Yang Li naturally heard Zhou Yan's reply and said with a smile: "Then we have to prepare more. The studio has been busy recently and everyone is exhausted!"
"no problem!"
After hanging up the phone, Qin Ruoshu called Wei Ying again.
The employees of Jinxiu Weaving Room said that there is no need to relax, but Master Zheng, who is facing the final exam, is a bit too nervous before the final exam and needs to relax.
There was no need to notify anyone when going out for fun. Just an hour later, executives and family members of Xinghan Group and Qingyan Group began to report to Qin Ruoshu.
In just one afternoon, the picnic team expanded to more than 20 people.
With so many people traveling together, conventional portable picnic equipment is a bit inadequate, so the two cooking carts in the Xinghan Group canteen are just fine.
At this time, Zhou Yan suddenly felt that the ten MAN ten-wheel all-wheel drive trucks still floating on the sea finally had a new purpose.
The number of people far exceeded the expected number, and the originally reserved campsite was not enough.
Although Zhou Yan has lived in the capital of the mission world for many years, he is really not very familiar with the surrounding areas of the capital. After struggling for a while, Mr. Zhou contacted Li Menghuai.
"Lao Li, we are going to go camping, do you have any recommendations?"