Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

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That night, Song Weiguo stayed at the Provincial Design Institute until very late before going back to the guest house.

Jiang Xiaobai moved the next day. Originally, Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xinyi didn't buy much at Jiang's house.

In addition, the things in the new house are relatively complete, and there is a lot of furniture in the house that does not need to be moved, including TVs, refrigerators, washing machines, bedding and some daily necessities.

Jiang Xiaobai moved everything by car twice.

In the evening, the two went out to buy some food, and then started a fire at home.

On the third morning, Jiang Xiaobai sent Zhao Xinyi to work after eating, and then drove to the Provincial Design Institute.

At the gate of the Provincial Design Institute, Gu Zhengwen was already waiting anxiously.

As soon as he saw Jiang Xiaobai's car approaching, he hurried over to meet him.

"Xiaobai, you are here, I have been waiting for you for a long time, today I made an appointment with our leader at 10 am.

We got the blueprints, so let’s hurry over there.”

Jiang Xiaobai closed the car door and nodded. The twelfth lunar month is about to enter, and this matter really needs to be settled early.

Moreover, if the OEM matter that Gu Zhengwen proposed that day can be implemented, it will relieve the huge productivity of the educated youth cannery.

The two went up to the fourth floor and walked into the door of the conference room. The conference room was very quiet.

"Has anyone come yet?" Jiang Xiaobai muttered, pushing open the door of the meeting room.

Then Jiang Xiaobai was stunned, and saw the designers in the meeting room crookedly sleeping soundly.

Some were leaning on chairs, with half of their bodies drooping outside, looking like they might fall down at any moment.

But the person in the chair slept soundly.

Some were lying on the table, sleeping on their own arms, with some saliva around their mouths, and Jiang Xiaobai switched sides when looking at them, revealing that the half of his face that was pillowed just now was covered with red marks.

Some were lying on the big table in the conference room, tightly huddled in gray coats, curled up into a ball, obviously the temperature in the room was not very good.

Dean Liang also fell asleep lying on the table, the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were drooping and fell to the side.

Jiang Xiaobai walked over gently, picked up the eyes, and put them on the table.

Liu Hui hugged her clothes tightly and slept soundly on the chair, but it was cold and shivered from time to time.

Jiang Xiaobai took off his coat and put it on Liu Hui, then turned to look at the stacks of design drafts on the table.

"Director Xiaobai?" Liu Hui was sleeping drowsily, feeling her body warmed up, and was about to adjust her sleeping position when she saw Jiang Xiaobai standing by the table.

The old man felt light, and upon hearing Liu Hui's voice, Dean Liang also woke up.

"Director Xiaobai, you are here, and Chu Gu is here too." Director Liang also said in a daze, but Jiang Xiaobai didn't have time to stop him.

Others woke up one after another.

Seeing that Dean Liang and others were awake, Gu Zhengwen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Gu Zhengwen couldn't bear to see the scene of the designers in the conference room just now, but he couldn't bear it.

What he couldn't bear even more was to make the leader wait.

But Jiang Xiaobai didn't wake up everyone, and he didn't want to arouse Jiang Xiaobai's disgust.

"Well, thank you, Dean Liang." Jiang Xiaobai couldn't bear it.

Dean Liang is almost 60 years old and will retire in a few years, yet he is so tired.

Just as Jiang Xiaobai was talking, Song Weiguo came in with breakfast.

"Director Xiaobai, you're here. Have you had breakfast? I just came to see Director Liang and the others sleeping. I went out to buy breakfast.

Two days and two nights, Dean Liang has worked hard for you."

Song Weiguo said while sharing breakfast for everyone.

"Two days and two nights?" Jiang Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, he thought it was Dean Liang and others who stayed up late last night.

"That's right, for two days and two nights, I haven't rested since yesterday, and I ate all my meals in the meeting room. Everyone hasn't gone home for two days and two nights."

Song Weiguo said.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the unshaven and exhausted faces, and opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Design, Director Xiaobai, this is a simple design drawing. You can see if you are satisfied." Dean Liang stood up, took out a design drawing from the file box on the table, and handed it to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai picked it up and took a look. Although he couldn't understand what the design was like, he could still tell that it was beautifully made and put a lot of effort into it.

"Liu Hui, this design drawing is based on you, please introduce it to Director Xiaobai," Director Liang said, rubbing his waist, and then sat down again.

"Okay," Liu Hui didn't refuse, and said softly, "The building we designed is a combination of garden art and modern design.

The construction area of ​​this building is estimated to be 28,000 square meters, and the height will reach 73 meters, among which the shopping and leisure on the first to fourth floors..."

The more detailed Liu Hui said, the more guilty Jiang Xiaobai felt.

However, Jiang Xiaobai has experienced many things. Although he felt guilty in his heart, he remained calm on his face.

Sooner or later, Huaqing Holding Company will build its headquarters. Although it will be late, I will be able to compensate them at that time.

"Okay, very good, how about it, Dean Liang, Liu Hui, please both of you go to the province with me, and make an appointment to meet with the leader of the working group at 9 o'clock today."

Jiang Xiaobai nodded in satisfaction after listening, and then spoke.

"Okay, no problem," Dean Liang said excitedly, this is a chance for them to show their faces in front of the leaders.

"Old Song, settle the design fee." Jiang Xiaobai nodded, then turned to look at Song Weiguo and said.

Song Weiguo took out 5,000 yuan from his bag and put it on the table.

Dean Liang was stunned, Liu Hui was stunned, and everyone else in the conference room was also stunned.

In the past, design institutes were business-to-business, and the design fee was nothing more than a few hundred to one thousand.

But I have never received thousands of design fees.

Not to mention the five thousand dollars.

"Why is it too small? This is only half of the design fee. If the building is completed, there will be another half of the design fee." Jiang Xiaobai asked.

Dean Liang shook his head again and again, and said, "It's not too little, it's too much. We can't use so many."

People at this time have no awareness of intellectual property rights at all.

Often when something is designed or researched, it is made public immediately, or it is unconditionally handed over to the superior for use.

So although a group of people were tired for two days and two nights, no one realized how much this blueprint was worth.

"Not much, it should be, this is also called labor income, everyone has worked hard for two days, accept it to improve everyone's food, or give some bonuses."

When Jiang Xiaobai said that, Dean Liang accepted it without any further excuses.