[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

"Excuse me, I want to see the investigation report on the ruling on the roof design of the Earl's House." The girl wearing a wide-brimmed hat asked politely at the reception of the city hall.

"Outside the door."

The fat woman in the apricot-yellow dress didn't even raise her head, her towering breasts glistening white in the sunlight.

"That's just the ruling notice, what I want to see is the investigation report."

"Investigative report? No."

The fat woman looked at her freshly painted coral-pink nails against the sun.This is the latest trend.

Joey had already expected that it would not be smooth sailing.She explained patiently, "However, the ruling must be supported by technical explanations, proving that the roof design structure has the risk of collapse due to defects. Moreover, I have submitted a structural analysis report to prove the reliability of the roof. The investigation report should be Attach this analysis, pointing out where my proof is wrong."

The fat woman finally waved her hand impatiently: "I don't understand these things, you can tell them yourself. Here, the construction department is over there."

……

"Miss Fernandez's file?" It was the man with the moustache, his beard sticking up. "No. Never heard of it."

He wiped his pipe carelessly, "Miss, I have to tell you that the result of this ruling is already very good. If someone hadn't told us, how could there be no fines, just remove or install the pillars within a certain time limit, You can revoke the previous decision to revoke the qualification of the architect. Both you and your architect should be grateful."

Joey sneered in his heart.

If Antonio had come to deliver the report, she might really wonder if he had embezzled the proof report.But she remembered clearly that on that day, she personally wrote the name of the report on the register.

She watched coldly as he turned around to pour coffee, and took the top one out of the filing cabinet.

Mustache turned around and immediately reached out to stop him: "Hey, this is a government record, don't do it casually..."

"found it."

A slender finger in a white glove points to the record dated June 6: "Docket BI2-7306—Analysis of the Roof Structure of Rue Rambla, Comte de Guell".

Submitted by: Joy Valena de Fernandez.

Remember, you are here to solve the problem, not to vent your emotions.Joey repeated it in his heart, and said in a calm tone: "Sir, I think you may have forgotten too many things. I can help you recall."

Joey took out the documents he brought, "This is the report I submitted that day, and I brought a copy today. It covers the analysis of parameters such as the overall structure, wind load, live load, and earthquake information. It can be carried An earthquake over magnitude [-]—well, an earthquake that's almost impossible in Barcelona."

She didn't find information on the Richter scale, probably it hasn't been presented in this era.Alas, her methods are too modern.

"Ah, yes, yes. Very powerful—please shut up." Mustache said impatiently, pointing in the remarks column at the back.

"Look here."

"Look at what?" It was obviously empty.

"Can't see it? It's right if you can't see it." Mustache smiled contemptuously.

"I draw your attention, miss. According to the law, a woman needs the signature of her husband to submit a legally binding document. Now the time limit for submission has passed. Without this signature, the report is a piece of paper."

"But I'm not married."

"Then you need a guardian's signature. For example, your father, or your brother."

"Brother?" Joey couldn't hold back, and the word sneered around between his lips and teeth.It's so magical.

"Then what if there is none? I live alone."

Mustache looked at her pityingly: "It's a pity, then you can only find a husband quickly. I hope you can get your wish soon—after all, it doesn't seem to be an easy task."

Joey suppressed the anger in his heart, "But when I came to hand in the report, no one told me this request."

"I must have said it, but you forgot." Mustache spread his hands, "It's understandable. After all, it is well known that women's brains are weaker, and their spirit and memory are often not so reliable."

His most naked gaze turned around Joy, and he said pointedly: "Dear Miss Fernandez, I have heard about your deeds. You are now a celebrity in Barcelona's high society."

"However, I advise you to think about what to do and what not to do when you are new here - the tallest tree is the easiest to be struck by lightning. Especially, you are still a single woman, you should always think about your reputation and safety .I'm doing this for your own good."

Joey stared at him for a moment.Then turn around and leave.

Bullshit doesn't solve the problem.She gritted her teeth and said to herself.

Before you have enough strength and the right to speak, verbal confrontation will only give others more opportunities to humiliate you.

Holding her breath, she walked all the way to the gate of the city hall, and stopped at the moment she was about to step into the sun. .

Under the blue sky, a gentle and soothing melody floated from the wide square.A dozen well-dressed men and women held hands in a circle and were dancing the traditional Catalan Saldana dance.

Joey was a little dazed.

Just under this arch, facing the Renaissance-style Catalan Government Palace on the opposite side of the square.She once stood here and used a SLR to take pictures of the magnificent building opposite.

It was, she remembered, the Midsummer Eve party at the San Juan Festival.The light show hits two buildings, and the carnival fireworks parade around the square.

She originally carefully protected the SLR in the backpack in front of her, but later she was pulled into the circle of Sardana dance, and was infected by the lively emotions. She got carried away and fell in love with this passionate And the charming city.

Looking at the picture that overlapped with the picture in memory, Joey suddenly felt an absurd sadness.

The girls are dancing happily.Did they know that over 100 years later, they could sign a contract without their husband's signature?

Do they know that in the future, girls can also go to school like boys, and learn all fields occupied by men, such as architecture, aviation, materials, etc., and can become top scientists and people who can change history?

They don't know.But their faces are full of smiles, their eyes are shining, and they are full of longing for the future.

It was the end of the 19th century, and Barcelona was changing with each passing day.They almost intuitively believe that tomorrow will be better.

Looking back at history, everything seems to be an inevitable trend.However, in the midst of the intricate torrent of history, few people can see the direction of the future.

Just like Barcelona at the moment, no one believes that women will be able to do so many things that "only men can do" in the future.But whether they believe it or not, they will break through the shackles of thousands of years and prove their strength and value to the world and time.

Joey took a deep breath, stepped forward, and stepped into the bright sunlight.

The clock face of history is circling silently.

And at this moment, she is standing on the pointer.

……

"Antonio, this is your first work, and you're responsible for it. I guess you don't want to tear it down—neither do I. Just put in a few support columns."

"What I should do now is to find out who is intimidating you, and then make them pay the price." Antonio's brows and eyes were slightly cold.

"How are you going to check? What if you find out? Go to the door and pour a bucket of red paint on their door too?—One cannot retaliate against fleas."

Bleeding is really annoying.In fact, it is just a bucket of red paint and a dead mouse. It is not very dangerous, but extremely harmful.

Joey stared into the boy's eyes: "Everyone has their own battle. That thing came to me, and I already have a way to deal with it. But what about you? Your own troubles are not over yet."

Antonio recalled the notice, and said coldly: "My works are not allowed to be judged by others."

"So, you design the columns yourself! Antonio, when you become famous in the future, you can design works as you like. But now you are just a student who is not qualified to host the project."

"To tell you the truth, it's lucky that Count Guell wasn't angry when you caused such a big trouble. Besides, although I don't know who that kind-hearted big shot is, thanks to him, you only need to complete the request within the time limit , you can resume your qualifications as an architect.”

Antonio shrugged.In fact, he is not so concerned about the qualifications of architects in Barcelona.The world is so big, and there is not only one city.

"Those people deliberately disgust you. What they want most is that you quit by yourself and never step into the Barcelona architectural circle again. If you want to give up, that is what they want."

Joey was aggressive, "You also promised to be the architect of my house! If you break your promise because of this shit, I will never forgive you."

Antonio looked deeply into those violet eyes and remained silent for a long time.

"Okay. For you, I will give in."

……

Said it was a concession, but the young architect was actually still angry-he really tried to embed the notice sent to him on the top of the roof, but was finally dissuaded by Earl Guell.

When Joey found out about this, he wanted to beat him up.This is someone's house!Please someone have a little self-consciousness of Party B, okay?

But in any case, the original design has to be changed again.

This time, Antonio didn't make corrections on the spot based on intuition as he said before. He returned to his messy studio, turned the pile of books into a mess, and wrote and drew all day long.

Joey had temporarily moved out of the house since the last paint-splashed incident.She simply rented an apartment next to Antonio's studio, and was surprised to find that there was no running water on the upper floors of the apartment.Are you serious?Pasteur demonstrated the existence of bacteria several years ago.

It seems that these old houses really need to be remodeled.

So, Ada had an extra task—to boil water every day.Soon, all the residents in the apartment knew that there was a new weird neighbor who "loved drinking hot water".

Pascal and Xiu En still haven't come back.Joey asked Joseph to help find out who threatened her. He was very angry when he knew it, and said that he would help her vent her anger.

"You actually bullied my partner! Do you think our Batllo family is air?" The blond boy swore viciously.

Despite the fright, Joey's production of paper clips was actually very smooth.Orders came like snowflakes.

The trial of tea bags has basically entered the final stage.The best combination of cotton bag threading and tea dregs selected by her can achieve the best balance in taste, convenience and price.

Joey thought that after the recent wave of paper clip production picture books, he could start preparing to try to put tea bags on the market.

Just when she finally breathed a sigh of relief, Joseph showed up at her new apartment to tell her that the person who had splashed paint on her door had been found.

Meanwhile, there is bad news.

"Several factories have also started to produce and sell paper clips," Joseph said with a frown. "They set prices lower than ours and grabbed a lot of orders. Joey, you didn't sell the patent to me, but it should still be registered. Right? Shall we sue them?"

Joey twirled the tea bag he had finally settled on with his fingers.very soft.

Shake it gently, and you can hear the rustling sound inside.

She slightly raised the corners of her lips.

"hold on."