Go fishing: My fishing partner is a deep-sea monster

The couple was so busy that they had to work hard.

On the other side.

Zongwen was talking so much that he was about to smoke, but the young couple still couldn't make up their minds. They liked the simple style one, the cream style one, and asked him if he could do it with a design they got from somewhere.

Zongwen thought he was knowledgeable and had met many difficult clients, but this was the first time he had such a difficult client!

The main reason was that men were not strong enough and were always led by women, who had no opinions.

There was no solution.

Zongwen was tired and emo.

The woman on the other side was still talking, but he couldn't hear a word. He just felt like a sparrow chirping and making noise.

Just when he had a splitting headache, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

He shouted hurriedly.

No matter who it was, at this moment, he was his savior.

The assistant pushed the door open and walked in, looking a little anxious, saying: "Vice President Zong, are you available? I have an urgent matter here."

Zong Wen pretended for a while, sighed and said: "It's urgent."

"Okay."

"Then let's go out and talk."

After that, he stood up and said to a young couple, "Wait a moment."

The young couple was about to speak, but saw the door slowly close.

The person was gone.

The two were stunned. Did this... did the person teleport out?

...

Outside the door.

Zong Wen breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "Aren't you receiving my cousin's classmates?"

"What urgent matter could there be?"

"Where is the person?"

The assistant said hurriedly: "In Conference Room No. 1."

Zong Wen immediately walked towards the conference room.

Since the big client can't be dealt with, let's talk about a small business to change our minds, maybe we can feel better.

The assistant followed and said hurriedly: "It's about the budget..."

Zong Wen frowned, interrupted him, and said: "The budget is very low, right?"

"That's normal. If you have money, who would build a house in your hometown?"

"You didn't neglect them because of this?"

The assistant shook his head and said: "No, absolutely not."

"It's not that the budget is very low, but..."

Zong Wen frowned again, interrupted again, and said: "It's that the budget is low and you want to build a good house, right?"

"That's normal."

"For this order, I can make less money for my cousin."

Zhou Yingying's face is not that big.

But he thinks that Zhou Yingying's relationship with "ordinary classmates" should not be that ordinary.

As a cousin, he must assist.

The assistant is tired.

Damn!

Can you stop interrupting me!

You are the deputy general manager, you are awesome, right? If I were born in the 2000s, I would have to discipline you.

Seeing Zong Wen push open the door of the conference room, he was too lazy to say anything.

The moment Zong Wen walked into the conference room and saw Ye Qing, he understood why his cousin was so kind-hearted.

This is too cool.

Even though he was a man, he couldn't help but admire her in his heart, and couldn't help but look at her a few more times before he stretched out his hand: "Hello."

"You must be Ye Qing."

"My name is Zong Wen, and I'm Zhou Yingying's cousin. You can just call me Brother Wen."

Ye Qing stood up and stretched out his hand, saying: "Brother Wen, I'm Ye Qing, and everyone calls me Qingzi."

Zong Wen took his hand back and said: "Qingzi, sit down, sit down and talk."

"You just looked at some of the company's plans."

"Tell me which one you like. If the budget is tight, I can give you the lowest price."

Ye Qing shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with the budget."

"But I'm not very satisfied with those plans."

Zong Wen was stunned: "It has nothing to do with the budget?"

He turned his head and looked at his assistant.

The assistant looked up at the sky and didn't look at him.

Zong Wen asked: "Then what kind of house do you want to build?"

Ye Qing took out his mobile phone.

After reading it, Zong Wen was silent for a few seconds before saying, "A house like this would cost at least two million yuan. If it's a retro Chinese style with mahogany furniture, the price would be ridiculously high."

Ye Qing nodded. He had watched a lot of videos recently, so he had a good idea of ​​the prices. He asked, "Can the company do it?"

"Ah? Yes, yes!"

Zong Wen looked up and looked at Ye Qing's young and handsome face. He felt a little unreal and asked, "You and Yingying were high school classmates. You should have just graduated, right?"

Ye Qing nodded and said, "Yes, I went to school in Jiangnan.

University, just returned to hometown not long ago. "

Just returned and can take out more than two million to build a new house?

This is different from what my cousin said.

This classmate's family must be rich.

Zong Wen put away his wild thoughts and said: "If you have so much money, I suggest you buy a house in the city, which is more cost-effective and in your hometown..."

Ye Qing interrupted him and smiled: "My parents like it. As children, of course we have to satisfy them."

"Brother Wen, what do you think?"

Brother Wen brought up the matter just because he didn't want to talk too much nonsense. No matter how good the house in the city is, it is just a house, not a home.

Zong Wen was shocked again.

Wait.

From this, it seems that the money for building the house is not paid by his parents, but by him?

Is it going to college or going to business...

Ye Qing asked: "Brother Wen, Brother Wen..."

Zong Wen suddenly came back to his senses and nodded quickly: "It should be, it should be."

"Just... I was distracted by accident just now. ”

“Haha.”

After saying that, he smiled awkwardly.

The assistant couldn’t help laughing, feeling that Zongwen’s reaction was even bigger than his.

He looked at Ye Qing with envy. They were both young people, but why was there such a big gap between them?

He worked so hard for a salary of four or five thousand a month, while others casually spent millions to build luxurious villas for their parents in their hometown.

Comparing goods and people, it’s a waste of time.

It’s not that Zongwen has never discussed orders for villas worth millions, but it’s mainly because he had a preconceived notion that Ye Qing didn’t have much money and would only spend hundreds of thousands to build a house at most.

Suddenly learning that Ye Qing was going to spend millions to build a villa, this was an unexpected surprise, and it was too much, so he reacted so strongly.

Zongwen sat up straight and said seriously: "Ye Qing, orders worth hundreds of thousands, I can handle them myself, but for a business worth millions, we have to talk carefully."

"I need to report this to the company."

"I hope you understand. ”

Ye Qing nodded: "Brother Wen, just call me Qingzai."

"I'm fine with anything."

In fact, it's better to be more formal. He would rather spend more money than have any problems with the house later.

Zong Wen laughed and saw that Ye Qing was so easy to talk to. His expression was a little more relaxed. He said: "How much is the floor area of ​​the new house, how much is the budget, and what are the requirements? Please tell me as detailed as possible."

Ye Qing thought for a while and said: "About 500 square meters."

"I need 7-8 bedrooms, a video room, an entertainment room, a chess and card room, and a gym. It would be best if they can have them."

"I went to college in Jiangnan. I like the gardens there very much. I hope the courtyard will be designed with gardens in mind."

"I hope I can move in with my luggage!"

"The materials used must be environmentally friendly."

"As long as the price is right, I'll book it. ”

He was too lazy to go from house to house. He just checked Tiancheng on his phone. It was indeed the No. 1 decoration company in Haibin City. Its most representative project was the Kempinski Hotel.

Plus he had a relationship with Zhou Yingying, so he had nothing to worry about.