I am doing well in the Siheyuan

Professor Li used biological knowledge for analogical analysis. Although he is a professor in the field of architecture, he has also dabbled in other fields.

Han Chunming was confused after hearing this analogy. He did not study very hard in school, but his historical knowledge was richer.

"This is something that needs to be considered later. As for the tender document, don't worry. You may not understand it even if you see it now. You will naturally have the answer when the time comes."

Mr. Li seemed to see Han Chunming's confusion and waved him to leave.

"Okay, I'll wait!"

Han Chunming did not urge him. He just said goodbye and left.

Just understand the general situation so that you can report.

Compared with Chenze Construction Company, other construction companies were quite at a loss after learning about the bidding invitation.

What does a building that is 100 meters high look like?

After the initial joy, companies also felt confused when faced with the question raised in the newspaper.

Buildings over 100 meters high are completely unfamiliar to them. The only similar building in their minds is the ancient tower, but how could an ancient tower be 32 stories high?

Chapter 184: A single stone stirs up a thousand ripples, architects gather in the Forty-Nine Cities!

Even though these companies have never actually designed a 32-story commercial building, they are not going to give up easily.

Everyone shows his or her abilities and strengths.

Since there is no existing 32-story tower to use as a reference, let's try to design one ourselves.

A tall tower isn't what a building should be? Try adding more floors to the existing structure.

Copywriting:

Like a matchbox? This is a giant matchbox with 32 layers!

The construction companies are working feverishly on their bids.

The people of Beijing are not yet aware of the intentions of these companies, but they all have their own opinions about the buildings that will rise in Beijing.

For a time, the streets and alleys of the capital were full of discussions about the skyscrapers that were about to rise from the ground.

At present, the tallest building in the country is the Baiyun Hotel in Guangdong Province, which is one hundred meters high, so it is naturally a topic of discussion among the public.

Deep in the alley, old men and young men were sitting around a chessboard.

"In my opinion, our capital city is the center. We cannot let the Baiyun Hotel outdo us no matter what!"

"That's not necessarily true. The Baiyun Hotel is thirty-four stories high, and I heard that the Qiu Ding Building is also confirmed to be built to the thirty-two floors."

"Is there such a thing? I think it would be better to spend more money to build a thirty-six-story building. It sounds more auspicious."

"Come on, you speak as if your words can make the final decision!"

"You know what? Several construction companies are competing with each other. Which view is more popular? Those decision makers must take it into consideration."

"Nonsense! Do you think building a 100-meter-high building is like building your own courtyard house, just laying bricks and tiles? There are many factors to consider. Each additional floor will cost millions!"

"It's not just a few million, it's at least tens of millions!"

As the debate became more intense, everyone's attention gradually shifted from the chess game to the tall building.

Within just one day, the news spread to the courtyard.

As the most educated person in the hospital, Yan Bugui naturally did not want to be left out and expressed his views.

He sat on the steps, holding an enamel teacup in his hand, and several people gathered around him.

The previous conflict with Xu Damao seemed to have been forgotten, and he acted as if nothing had happened.

"I'm telling you, you still don't have enough imagination. Isn't that tall building square, just like an enlarged matchbox? Of course, the top is still pointed, a bit like a tower!"

Yan Bugui said confidently.

"Uncle, I'm not trying to argue, but the tallest building nowadays looks like a tower. I think the entire building should be built in the shape of a tower."

As soon as Yan Bugui finished speaking, someone immediately retorted: "Look at what materials were used before and what materials are used now. They have all been replaced with steel bars and cement. Can it still be the same as before? Let me tell you, my son Yan Jiecheng is now working at the construction site of Jin Shengjing Construction Company. He knows everything about these high-rise buildings!"

"Uncle, a full bottle of water doesn't make any sound, but a half-full bottle of water will make a lot of noise!"

When Sha Zhu passed by, he did not forget to make a teasing remark.

Now he has an apprentice nicknamed Fatty at Jin Changsheng Restaurant, whose skill in preparing ingredients is enough to temporarily replace his own, so he gets off work much earlier.

"Silly Zhu, what do you know as a cook? Stop butting in!"

Yan Bugui responded with dissatisfaction after hearing this.

"Okay, I won't disturb you from talking freely here!"

Sha Zhu smiled, made a few jokes and turned away.

"Dad, stop showing off in front of others!"

Coincidentally, at this moment, Yan Jiecheng, wearing a safety helmet, returned home. Seeing his father showing off, he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

The issue of the property certificate strained the relationship between father and son.

Today, Yan Jiecheng has a stable job, a good income, and speaks with more confidence.

After scolding Yan Bugui, he walked straight into the house.

"You see, as my wings become stronger, my temper also becomes stronger!"

Yan Bugui smiled awkwardly, creating a seemingly harmonious picture.

The people around didn't point it out, and after a few words of greeting they went their separate ways.

When Sha Zhu returned home, he saw Jia Zhang, who was sewing shoe soles on the bed with her head down, and turned around to go to another room to rest.

"Shazhu, prepare the food in the kitchen first. Banggeng will be back for dinner tonight!"

Jia Zhang called him before he stepped out of the door.

"Let's wait until he comes back!"

Sha Zhu made excuses to shirk responsibility.

Having just finished working at the restaurant, he really didn't want to continue serving people.

Recently, Qin Huairu has been around Bang Geng almost every day, which makes him feel quite uncomfortable and he feels like he is being ignored at home.

And let him be a servant? No way!

"Silly Zhu, are you feeling unhappy and holding your anger because Bang Geng has become successful?"

Jia Zhang directly saw through Sha Zhu's thoughts.

"That's impossible. I earn 1,000 yuan a month now. Who can I blame?"

Sha Zhu replied stubbornly.

Although the thousand dollars was not a lot of money in his hands, what was being competed at the moment was the toughness in words, and one had to show a tough side at the critical moment.

"Okay, I know you have some ability. If you really dare not cook this meal, I will not let Qin Huairu sleep in your room tonight!"

Jia Zhang completely ignored Sha Zhu's efforts and immediately adopted a threatening attitude once he disobeyed.

Sha Zhu stood there speechless for a moment.

Stay or leave?

After struggling for a long time, he finally chose to compromise.

After all, if any dispute arises and Qin Huairu starts crying, coupled with the repeated accusations from her two daughters, the family will only become even more restless.

He had no choice but to pack up the dishes, including fish and meat, which made him wonder when Jia Zhang became so generous.

I feel even more angry!

The movements became more intense, causing the pots and pans to make a lot of noise.

"Silly Zhu, if something is broken you have to pay for it!"