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Zhong Ji glanced at him: "Didn't you just work overtime?" He looked at the time again, shaking the communicator on his wrist, "It's almost ten o'clock, isn't that called overtime?"

Xin Chen: "..." He originally thought that according to the interest of today's designers, he would have to stay up all night at least.

Xiaoji's pace was neither too fast nor too slow, and it was hard to tell if it was because he really didn't need to work overtime, or because he was angry with him.

Seeing that the man was about to open the door and go out, Xin Chen remembered that he also ordered dessert and supper.

"... Xiaoji!"

Xin Chen's tone was a little flustered.

Zhong Ji paused quietly, turned his head pretendingly, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Xin Chen's momentum was a little weak: "I ordered supper..." Afraid that Zhong Ji would not be in the mood, he added, "There are also desserts."

"Dessert?" Zhong Ji thought for a few seconds, then returned to the office chair and spread out the document, "Okay, then I'll read it later."

Xin Shen heaved a sigh of relief, eagerly waiting for the dessert to be delivered, and delaying time by making a cup of milk coffee for Xiaoji as it should be.

Xiaoji frowned and finished drinking, Xin Chen suddenly thought, how could he make coffee for Xiaoji on this kind of night when he didn't need to work overtime?

As a last resort, Xiaoji can only continue to suffer, otherwise he will stare at the ceiling with his eyes open when he goes back.

Zhong Ji dealt with the affairs at hand unhurriedly, it was a bit too much, it really wouldn't work if he didn't stay up all night.

The pen in his hand landed on the last page, he signed his name, and opened the next document happily...

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"Hi, I'm Zhong Ji from Zhong's Yuanhang, and I would like to interrupt you for a few minutes. Our designer wants to add a little luxurious element to the starship, but unfortunately I don't know how to be worthy of the name. I wonder if Mr. Wu is willing to rent the house to us..."

Since collecting materials in Foerte's house, Zhong Ji took the designer to visit three buildings one after another. Every time he didn't need him to finish this routine, the owner of the house would gladly accept it.

Although it is indispensable to be accompanied by a group of family and friends of the owner of the house, it is also peaceful on the surface.

To this day, after Zhong Ji's routine has been finished, the owner of the house on the other end of the communicator still hasn't said a word.

"Hello?" Zhong Ji had no choice but to ask again, "Excuse me..."

"I don't want to." The man refused very simply, but he never hung up the phone.

Zhong Ji's communicator was always in the hands-free state, he glanced at Xin Chen who was opposite, and signaled with his eyes.

It seems that the "hard bone" has finally appeared.

"Ah, is that right, sorry to bother you, goodbye." Zhong Ji hung up the phone without mercy.

Several interior designers were also nearby, and they looked at each other in a daring manner, unable to understand what happened.

"Mr. Zhong, why did you hang up the phone?"

"If the owner of the house is really unwilling, he probably won't be patient enough to listen to you say the whole thing?"

"Isn't there still room for negotiation in the situation just now?"

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Zhong Ji was about to give each of them a supercilious look, but after thinking about it, he held back.

He couldn't treat his important interior designers with such arrogance and disrespect, let alone despise their logic, insight and IQ.

Zhong Ji raised his hand, and Xie Pu assumed the important task of "translating" between the two levels directly under him. He sighed heavily, expressing his dissatisfaction with the level of consciousness of his subordinates, and then began to explain.

"You should notice that the other party didn't intend to hang up the phone, and has been listening patiently. What do you think is his purpose?"

The designers looked at each other.

Xie Pu said again: "Of course I want to humiliate Zhong. Zhong's materials are ridiculous and low-level in their eyes. It was better before, but now that the news has spread, some people may move. Thinking about it, how would it feel if Zhong's young master lowered his posture and begged him..."

Shep glanced at the clock calmly, and stopped in time.

Zhong Ji smiled indifferently: "It's okay, continue."

Xie Pu then said: "That person has ulterior motives. The best way for Mr. Zhong to deal with it is to end the conversation before opening his mouth. Maybe the other party's communicator is recording, or even broadcasting his recording to some people. "

The range of some people is really too wide.

It may be the new and old nobles who don't like the Zhong family, it may be the starship family that the Zhong family is hostile to, or it may be the son of a wealthy family who thinks he is better than the Zhong family but is only called a rich man...

The designers on the side were in a trance for a while, and the one who was worrying about Zhong's financial crisis before began to sympathize with Zhong Ji again.

Their young master is really very hard, very hard, not only have to face all kinds of internal problems, but also deal with the provocations from the outside. Fortunately, their young master can still laugh so heartlessly.If it were him, let alone eating, he might even feel nauseated and depressed after taking stamina pills.

Zhong Ji is really used to it.

Xin Chen had expected this situation a long time ago. Not to mention, his relationship with Xin Chen also caused him to encounter the most envy, jealousy and hatred in his life during the past few years in the Bosen Military Academy.

"Okay, next one."

Zhong Ji dialed another number, which was still directly transferred from Colonel Xin's military area to the other party's communicator.

He actually finished another round of clichés.

The other party showed great concern and asked: "As far as I know, many starship companies rely on experienced and high-quality interior designers to design luxurious interiors. Zhong's interior designers all So young and uncivilized? Do you still need the young master of the Zhong family to bring the materials in person?"

At the end of the man's voice, he smiled happily for a long time.

This time, several onlookers heard the meaning of contempt and contempt.

They thought that their young master would hang up the phone without hesitation as before.

result……

Their young master showed a faint smile, just like some designers and engineers asked stupid questions.

"I'm glad you have such a question. Before visiting, I also want to ask, did you design your house yourself?"

Zhong Ji specially emphasized "in person", and sure enough, the other party responded arrogantly: "How could it be that I designed it? I hired a special design team and designed it according to the topography of our home..."

"Different from enjoyers, what designers need to show is not only the luxury on the surface, but also the connotation hidden under the surface. In order to let our designers feel the luxury of aristocrats, design real luxury rather than The luxurious things they conjured up need more materials, so do you still have any doubts?"

The other side sneered: "Master Zhong, have you ever lived in a mansion and don't know what luxury is? They don't need to imagine it at all. Your Zhong family is too rich, and you have nowhere to spend your money..."

Zhong Ji imitated the owner of the house, and sneered back: "I'm really sorry, you have lived in a mansion for so long, and you still rely on the design team of the home improvement company. Compared with your mediocrity, I am already very good."

The interior designers were surprised to hear their young master's bragging without blushing, and even defeated the rationality of the owner of the mansion opposite with a set of logic that seemed perfect at first glance but couldn't resist scrutiny.

After a few words of abuse, the man hung up the phone.

Zhong Ji dialed the third number again, still in a strange and pointed manner, he hung up the phone when the person said No. 20.

"Let's stop here today." He leaned back on the office chair, his eyes lit up when he saw the coffee brought by Xin Chen.Bring it over and take a sip, and the whole person is refreshed.

After the interior designers asked their team leader with their eyes, they said, "Well, Mr. Zhong, we already have enough materials, and there is no need to continue to visit the mansion."

"No more?" Zhong Ji raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"Um……"

Zhong Ji chuckled: "Are you sure that just these few people can represent all the designers in the Time Star Collection Group?"

The few people hesitated for a moment, remembering the "wrongedness" that their young master suffered because of their visit to the mansion, their eyes were extremely firm: "Please give us some time, other people will understand."

Zhong Ji nodded in satisfaction: "Then I would like to thank you for your understanding."

Visiting the house was a waste of time and money. The designers felt that enough was enough, and Zhong Ji would not talk about it any more.

The meeting of the matrix team was held every day. The meeting time was very short a few days ago. Everyone seemed to point out each other's shortcomings one by one, but there was nothing to say in the end.

This day is a little bit different. After all, the interior team has completed the time-star material collection work, and there are many places that can be plugged in in their unfinished design draft.

Wen Zhenghe, as a veteran fan of picking things up, first took a meaningful look at Shep, and then glanced at the several designers that Shep brought to the matrix group meeting.

"Team Leader Xie, you should have a general design direction for Shixing's interior style, right?" Wen Zhenghe looked at the date pretendingly, "It's already the end of the month, and if you don't finalize the draft, it will be New Year's Eve, right?"

From the corner of his eyes, Xie Pu saw that his subordinates had already started gearing up, as if if Wen Zhenghe said a word, they would start an uprising... beat Wen Zhenghe violently, and avenged the power group by the way.

In contrast, Team Leader Xie was much calmer, "Don't worry about Team Leader Lao Wen, you have time to worry about our affairs, why don't you properly arrange Alexia's marketing, as far as I know, many nobles and rich people on the time star are very interested in Zhong's business. Watching, Alexia's reputation battle is tough."

Wen Zhenghe's smile was a little cracked, and Xie Pu's words hit him for the first time, so he had to shut his mouth resentfully.

This makes the interior designers very happy, but not enough to relieve their hatred.

Zhong Ji flipped through the work schedule and proposal handed over by the interior decoration team, and looked at Xie Pu: "How long does Team Leader Xie think it will take?"

Shepp blurted out, "Three weeks."

The reply without hesitation was clearly precalculated.

Zhong Ji nodded: "At the end of February, we will see two sets of Shixing's interior design."

"I understand, Mr. Zhong." Xie Pu nodded, and marked the time period for drafting and revision and verification on the meeting minutes.

Zhong Ji carefully reviewed the design direction and content several times, then turned to ask Xin Chen, "Which one do you think is better?"

Xin Chen turned his head slightly, and thought for a while, "If the purpose of the first starship is to make waves in the luxury market, then I don't recommend using a traditional classic style."

Zhong Ji looked at Xie Pu's slightly changed expression calmly, and asked with a smile: "The classical styles you are referring to... all the classical styles?" Including the seven classical styles that a young designer counted out before.

In this case, more than two-thirds of the designs in their previous time-star materials cannot be adopted.

No wonder Shep's face changed.