Reborn in 70, I became a thorn in Brother Zha’s mouth

Ziyu became more curious and waited eagerly.

“The school brought all five people’s design plans over and showed them to the leaders of Nandu Guest House. After a round of discussion, everyone’s design had highlights but also shortcomings.

If you spend a small amount of money at Nandu Guesthouse, you can do big things.

This time it is a renovation, not a new construction, so even if there are several people's design plans, they are beautiful and gorgeous, but they are not practical.

That is the castle in the air, the moon in the water, and the flowers in the mirror.

Therefore, the school leaders have no choice but to bring all the design drafts from you students and let the leaders of the hostel choose.

Finally, they like your design proposal very much.

Whether it is design style or economic considerations, it is the most cost-effective and appropriate. "

Ye Ziyu's eyes were sparkling, her memory had been improved, and she really remembered everything.

When the invigilator read the design requirements carefully, Ye Ziyu remembered them immediately.

She firmly remembered that this time the plan was to rectify, not rebuild.

Then her design must have trade-offs, and some plans cannot be used.

Ye Ziyu feels that when they study architecture, they should put people first and act in the interests of investors.

Architecture is not a place for you to prove your talents and abilities. It must be altruistic, not self-serving.

Mr. Qiao also saw Ziyu's design plan and commented: "Ziyu, you did a very good job. You really understand the true meaning of architecture. Good buildings must be used, not to show off skills, or It’s about proving yourself.”

Ye Ziyu nodded, "Grandpa Qiao, I understand."

Mr. Qiao is also very pleased that the granddaughter he has taught will be good at it.

"Now, the judges of the competition school leaders are very embarrassed. The leaders of the guest house insist on using your design plan, but the list of the competition has been sent out and cannot be changed.

So they came up with a way to let you participate in the game as a substitute. Are you willing? "

"Substitute? What does that mean? Can they guarantee that I will eventually be able to participate in the game?"

Mr. Qiao shook his head, "No guarantee."

"Then I don't want this spot. I don't really care about the result."

After Ye Ziyu knew that the final quota was such a trivial matter, he already felt that it was pointless to participate or not.

Mr. Qiao did not persuade her, "Then what are your requirements? I think the guest house must use your plan."

Ye Ziyu thought for a while, "Grandpa Qiao, if they use my plan, will they give me the right to authorize the work?"

"Of course, this is your design."

"Okay, then I just need my right of signature to let people know that this is my design work."

Mr. Qiao didn't believe that Ziyu agreed so easily, "Ziyu, actually you can ask for a design fee."

Ye Ziyu shook her head, she is not short of money now, "Grandpa Qiao, I am rich now, and I really don't need those three melons and two dates. All I want is my copyright, and I want people to know that Nandu will be built after the construction." As long as the hotel is my work.”

As soon as Mr. Qiao turned his eyes, he knew what this little girl meant.

He also laughed out loud, "You little girl, you are so smart!"

Ye Ziyu also giggled, like a little mouse that had stolen oil.

"Hey, Grandpa Qiao, didn't I learn this from you? Look at how similar we are."

When Mr. Qiao heard what Ye Ziyu said, his dry old face became more wrinkled.

The two of them chatted a lot in the conference room, and laughed from time to time.

People outside have long been curious.

Yang Qi poked his head outside. He was very surprised. Qiao Gong was obviously very angry in the morning. Why was the old man happy again when the little girl came?

When Han Ling came, he saw Yang Qi. He walked over and asked, "Yang Qi, what are you doing here?"

Yang Qi gestured to Han Ling, "Keep your voice down, listen, it's Qiao Gong's laughter."

People in the construction institute all call Mr. Qiao Mr. Qiao, which seems more cordial.

Han Ling has been coming to the Institute of Architecture for an internship since his junior year to help out and study at the same time.

Therefore, in the past year, I have met Mr. Qiao many times. I know that this old man is usually very serious, so he laughs even less often.

"Who's in there?"

"The little girl named Ye."

Han Ling's eyes suddenly lit up. He hadn't seen Ye Ziyu for a long time.

After the holiday, he never saw Ye Ziyu once.

Knowing that her home was near the school, he went back several times and wandered around the school.

But they didn't meet him even once, which disappointed Han Ling.

Hey, if he knew that junior student Ziyu was also coming to the Architecture Institute today, he should have come with her.

Han Ling thought that he had come to the Institute of Architecture for internship in his junior year, and he immediately had an idea in his mind.

"You keep an eye here for me. If Ye Ziyu comes out, you must stay for me for a while."

Yang Qi looked at Han Ling strangely, "Let me tell you, boy, are you... are you interested in that girl?"

Han Ling did not deny it, "Yes, so you must help me. I will go find my dad."

Yang Qi thought Han Ling would deny it, but he didn't expect him to admit it so generously.

In his heart, he felt sorry for his cousin Yang Qian, hey, little cousin, you are out of luck.

"Okay, but you have to help me with the design draft and draw it together."

Han Ling made an OK gesture and ran away quickly.

Han Ling hurried to Chief Engineer Han's office, "Dad, I have something to ask you."

It was rare for Mr. Han to see his son in such a hurry. He put the pen on the table and said, "What's the matter? So anxious."

"Dad, do we still need interns in our construction institute?"

Chief Engineer Han knew his son's classmates and his identity, so he was worried that those classmates asked this boy to intercede.

"Why are you asking this?"

Han Ling refused to let go, "Dad, tell me first if you need me!"

The more Han Ling refused to tell the truth, the more doubtful Mr. Han became, and his face became serious, "Han Ling, did your classmate ask you to inquire?"

Han Ling thought of Ye Ziyu's identity and was embarrassed to tell his secret thoughts directly.

So he nodded casually, "Well, my classmate asked me to help find out."

Ignoring his son's pleading eyes, Mr. Han replied coldly: "No, we don't need it this year. We already have enough people."

Han Ling was a little disappointed, but still wanted to give it a try, "Dad, the person I recommended is really good. I think you can consider it."

Mr. Han thought about the person he was looking for, so he shook his head firmly, "No, I already have the candidate, so you don't need to worry about it. That girl is very good."

Han Ling thought carefully about whether the girl could be that person.

I thought that she also came to the Architecture Institute today, could it be her!

Han Ling was a little excited!