Interstellar first money-making tool

"There used to be a style called Baroque, which was called 'deviant' because it broke the rigidity of classical and pursued freedom and unrestrainedness. F1 is mostly sold to young people who are more curious, and you can adopt an aggressive appearance commensurate with it. Baroque style. As for the dignified initial model F0 and the F2 used to offset sales, they can all adopt a classical style to enhance the taste and connotation.”

Xin Chen's answer directly expressed his attitude.

All classical styles must be abandoned when designing F1, at least not on the interior of the first starship.

"Indeed," Zhong Ji agreed, ignoring Xie Pu's pale complexion, "how could it be the regular and prudent lines that set off the turbulent waves?"

Xie Pu did not expect that Zhong Ji was the one who finally gave him a hammer.He lost the indifference before, and his expression seemed to be broken, with a mournful face: "Mr. Zhong... wait a moment, I will first screen out the designs that are worth using..."

In the end, only Mr. Foerter's house was left behind.

Xie Pu was silent, looking at Zhong Ji helplessly, hoping that his boss could see his "helplessness".

Zhong Ji raised his chin: "Finished?"

"Hmm..." Shep pushed the information on Mr. Folt's mansion to Zhong Ji, "Only this."

Zhong Ji turned a few pages, closed them again, and looked at Shep: "Isn't this very good? Several interior designers seem to like Mr. Foerte's house very much."

Rao is Shep's stable character, and he almost couldn't help but cry.

This damn proposal came out of Xin Chen's mouth, and it was obviously pointless to ask him for help.And look at Torrance and Bai Qianjun who haven't even farted since the meeting...

Shep's composure, self-cultivation, and rationality are all exhausted.

He even sent a distress signal to Wen Zhenghe.

Sure enough, Wen Zhenghe didn't disappoint him. The bastard raised his eyebrows at him, moved his lips slightly, and said silently: Ha, Team Leader Xie who is eloquent, it's time for you to show your skills and convince our young master!

Xie Pu was discouraged, and inadvertently met Xin Chen's gaze. The man's eyes were flat, and he didn't seem to feel that he had caused much trouble to others.

Zhong Ji raised his eyes to look at Xie Pu: "Is there anything else Xie Pu wants to say?" He had a panoramic view of Xie Pu's depression, but Xin Chen's words made sense.

He was negligent before, and he forgot that F1 is sold to rich young people. How can young people's hearts be captured with the ultimate classic style?

The young rich and nobles like to make publicity, style, and individuality.

After all, no matter how rich and polite they are, they are still young people.

Well, I don't count myself, looking at the Blue Star Region, how many young noble children can work like him?

Xie Pu and Zhong Ji have known each other for more than three or two years, so they naturally understood all of Zhong Ji's thoughts, and it was because of Xin Chen's words that the hammer was hammered down.

He smiled wryly and shook his head: "Mr. Foerter's house may not be enough."

This kind of additional cost is equivalent to the issuance of additional bonuses in Zhong Ji's mind.

Immediately, the atmosphere around Zhongji became serious.

How could Xie Pu not understand this truth, as if his subordinates were worried that the Zhong family would be hollowed out by the F plan.The subordinate was not wrong to be worried. The Zhong family was indeed in poor financial condition because of the F plan. Although it did not reach the point of being hollowed out, it was not much better.

The situation in the office was almost deadlocked.

Xin Chen suddenly broke the silence. He gently held Zhong Ji's hand, and in front of all the project team members, his eyes sparkled majestically: "Xiao Ji, don't worry, I will take care of the house."

Zhong Ji's eyebrows did not relax because of this.

The meaning of Xin Chen's words is like he said, I'll take care of it for dinner tonight.

It means that Xin Chen will take care of all expenses.

This made Zhong Ji inexplicably feel that he is a giant baby who eats soft food, and needs Xin Chen to accompany him to meetings, office work, overtime, and meals every day.

What kind of deep and strong brotherhood should it be to support Xin Chen to this point?

Zhong Ji inexplicably lost his mind and lost his mind.

Xin Chen seemed to understand Zhong Ji's meaning, and said again: "Don't worry, it's all my friend's house, and they dare not charge me a visit fee."

They were having a matrix team meeting, and while the meeting was open, it turned into an internal decision-making meeting for the interiors group, which turned into a big dog abuse scene.

Torrance leaned back in his chair, still pretending to be dead.

Bai Qianjun buried his head in the design drawings, and seemed to have a new thinking about the power system.

Wen Zhenghe stared unblinkingly at the two young masters in chief with a meaningful smile.

Xie Pu no longer knew what he was here for. He was clearly here to exchange work progress, but inexplicably turned into overturning almost all the results of the data collection... As for now, sorry, he doesn't know what he is doing.

Zhong Ji didn't bother to observe what his team leaders were thinking, he caught a certain key word——

"Xin Chen, do you have friends?"

As soon as he blurted out, he regretted it.

Doesn't this imply that Xin Chen has no friends in Zhongji.

Xin Chen was slightly startled, then smiled again: "Don't you have it too?"

"Do I have it?" Zhong Ji thought for a long time, only Xin Chen's face and his elder brother's face were in his head, or... He glanced at the project team, these team leaders, do you care?

Xin Chen sighed softly: "Isn't Gu Xiyuan?"

"No way... At best, we are brothers from the same school. If it weren't for this relationship, we wouldn't have any intersection."

Most of Zhong Ji's social circles are effective at banquets, and others are work-related, such as the team leaders in front of him, project team members, middle and high-level Zhong's voyages, and even raw material suppliers, department officials, etc. Starship Dealer.

Xin was silent, and after a while he said: "Then I still have some friends, although the relationship is not as good as ours, and there are not many opportunities to get along with each other, but they are very good at flattering me."

These words hit Zhong Ji's sore spot.

What do you mean by "having some friends" and "although the relationship is not as good as ours"?

Zhong Ji's heart skipped a beat. Could it be Xin Chen's self-suggestion that the two of them are really more than brothers?

Zhong Ji's face darkened.

Also, what is meant by "not many opportunities to get along"?

He thought that, out of 24 hours a day, Xin Chen spends more than 15 hours with himself, and the remaining nine hours, in addition to sleeping and six or seven hours of driving the starship, the remaining two or three hours are probably the same. consumed by oneself.

Zhong Ji not only had a dark face, but also felt that his throat was very dry, and he was a little speechless.

He suddenly realized that when he heard the word friend from Xin Chen, what surprised him the most was not that he had no friends, but, what kind of time did Xin Chen take to make friends?

No, no... How could he think that Xin Chen only regarded himself as a brother?

These days, which nobleman's son can spend more than 60% of his life on mere brothers.

Especially Xin Chen, who has everything he wants, was originally sought after by his peers, but when he gets along with others, he counts the time in seconds, and when he gets along with himself, he is extravagant.

……

Xie Pu waited for a long time, and finally waited until his young master looked affectionately at the young master of the Xin family beside him, and said, "Don't forget, we are going to celebrate Valentine's Day together."

As for Xin Chen, the gentle expression on his face made Xie Pu feel a little disgusted, and the young master responded: "Don't worry, I don't have any plans that day, except with you."

Shep looked up at the other team leaders, and then at his own subordinates.

Very good, everyone's expressions were wonderful, and he suddenly felt balanced in his heart.

Then, another thing happened that caught Xiepu off guard—Wen Zhenghe, who had been picking on him at the meeting and was reprimanded by him, actually proposed to Zhong Ji in a serious way: "Mr. Zhong, although I am not an interior designer, A member of the team, but as a member of the project team, I still have to say something."

Zhong Jizheng and Xin Chen had a fierce fight, even so, the moment Wen Zhenghe spoke, his eyes fell on Wen Zhenghe's face in time, and he nodded, "Leader Wen, please speak."

"I know that Major Xin has good taste, and his research on the starship enterprise is also very thorough," Wen Zhenghe said with a gentle smile, no matter how you look at it, there is a hint of teasing, "But, after all, Master Xin cannot represent the full-time starship enterprise." The taste of the rich and the rich. I hope you can understand this."

With Wen Zhenghe's lessons learned from the past, even if Zhong Ji had an expression of "I am happy, what are you doing?", there were still discussions from the grassroots designers and engineers of the project team from a place far away from the chief position.

"I think Team Leader Wen's opinion is in vain. Our young master is simply obedient."

"I also think it's too unreliable to ask Master Xin. After all, our team leader Xie also said that the decoration design of Master Xin's house is even more unreliable than that of our Young Master Zhong."

"This...is really a bit unsettling."

In the conference room, doubts about Xin Chen came one after another, and what's more, they began to imply that Zhong Ji's interest in sex, he had no position, and he couldn't bear the slightest sway.