Chapter 24 I want it all!

Fang Yi looked at it for a few more times, then shook his head and said, "No more for now!"

"Okay! I've seen it outside, let's go in and see!"

After Meng Hong finished speaking, he walked towards the small western-style building.

People were kind enough to send him extra money, so Meng Hong naturally couldn't be fooled.

It doesn't hurt to take some rebates while the quality and design are guaranteed.

Even if Fang Yi doesn't give him food, the decoration company will eat it, so it's better to let his counselor eat it, and get a big favor, why not do it?

The two followed the tree-lined path all the way to the front of the building.

Taking out the key from his pocket, Meng Hong stepped forward and opened the door that had been sealed for a long time.

Immediately, a rotten smell came to the nostrils.

Browsing his nose, Meng Hong explained in a loud voice: "When I came to Jinda, this building was already abandoned. "One Sixty" is no longer needed. After all these years, it is estimated that it will need to be completely renovated."

The two stood outside the door for a while, and then walked in when the smell inside was not so strong.

The whole small building, with a total of three floors, was moved to an empty place, leaving nothing behind.

After walking around on the thick dust, Fang Yi nodded in satisfaction.

The actual use area adds up to more than 800 square meters, which is more than enough as an office space for 50 people.

It only takes a good decoration to finish off those drab office buildings outside.

What is style?

That's the style!

Having been a boss for so long in his previous life, he knows how important a good working environment is to the company.

Meng Hong dutifully held the small book and asked, "What do you think about the interior decoration style?"

"Simple and stylish, and at the same time try to show a sense of technology." Fang Yi said eloquently.

After all, it is an Internet company, which represents the forefront of current fashion, so it must show a sense of technology.

At the same time, this will also form a strong contrast with the outside style, resulting in a sense of historical confusion.

Think about it, standing outside, it is a small foreign-style building of the Republic of China showing humanistic style, but after opening the door, an office full of science and technology emerges in front of you.

This will give people a feeling of traveling through time and space, which should be very interesting.

"What about the details?" Meng Hong continued to ask.

"No, let the designer play it at will."

Just kidding, if he even thought about the details, why would he need a designer?

After writing it down, Meng Hong asked the last question, "What is the overall renovation budget?"

"Tentatively set at 500,000! The decoration company is allowed to pay a premium of 30%, but if it exceeds this ratio, let the decoration company pay by itself." Fang Yi said without hesitation.

"500000?"

This price surprised Meng Hong.

He originally thought that Fang Yi would spend about 100,000 yuan and just decorate it and it would be done.

After all, this is the school's asset, and it is impossible to sell it to him, so the decoration is so good, but it will be cheaper for others.

Now it is not as good as later generations, and the decoration of 500,000 at this time is already very good.

You must know that the decoration and design fees of the one-dollar store at that time were only more than 20,000 yuan.

Talk about the current housing price in Jinling, and you can feel it intuitively.

At present, the average house price in Jinling is only 1200!

The price of this piece in the city center is between 2000-3000. In other words, to buy a set of 100 square meters of commercial housing in the city center, the price is only 300,000 yuan.

Now I understand why Meng Hong was surprised at the decoration cost of RMB 500,000 or 600,000.

Man, this price is enough to buy two houses in the city center.

Fang Yi nodded first, then smiled: "It's all small money!"

break!

Meng Hong can give a lot to this force.

Fang Yi is really not pretending, compared to the terrifying income of "Legend of Blood", this amount of money can only be regarded as a drizzle.

By the time the two walked out of the small western-style building, it was already evening.

The setting sun dyed the artificial lake not far away into gold.

Putting away the small book, Meng Hong took the initiative to invite: "It's getting late, let's have a meal together? Your wife's cooking skills are pretty good."

Fang Yi thought for a while, then refused: "Next time, I have to accompany my family.

"Haha, then I won't bother you young people to fall in love." Meng Hong said with a smile.

Basically, normal college counselors will not object to students falling in love, and even actively encourage students to fall in love.

The reason is very simple. If you don't gain some experience in college, and when you get out of the society, you are a zero-level trumpet, who will take care of you?

Following the tree-lined path back to the downstairs of the Liyuan College, the two parted ways.

Meng Hong and Qiao Hui have no money to buy a house in Jinling for the time being, so they live in the staff dormitory temporarily.

As Fang Yi walked out of the school gate, he took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Wanqiu.

The phone was quickly connected, and the energetic voice of the little girl came: "Brother Yi, are you back?"

"Well, I'm back!"

Fang Yi chuckled, "What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Brother Yi, shall we go eat duck blood fans? How about it?" Zhao Wanqiu suggested.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the gate of your school."

"Uh-huh!"

Hanging up the phone, Fang Yi took a leisurely stroll to the gate of Dongda University.

After standing in front of the school gate, he didn't wait long when he saw Zhao Wanqiu with a bright smile on his face, trotting towards him all the way.

Now, in the most beautiful years, the little girl is blooming with the most dazzling light.

If Han Ning is the cold white moonlight, then Zhao Wanqiu is the hot little sun.

Zhang Ailing once said: Maybe every man has had two such women, at least two. Marry a red rose, and over time, the red one becomes a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one is still the white moonlight in front of the window; if you marry a white rose, the white one is a grain of rice sticky stick on the clothes. 2.8, the red one But it is a cinnabar mole on the heart.

Just in response to the lyrics, what you can't get is always in turmoil.

What's the solution?

Fang Yi's answer is, all of them!

A little greedy, but it's the best way he can think of at the moment.

When he came to Fang Yi, Zhao Wanqiu said, "Brother Yi, I thought you were coming back tomorrow."

Saying that, the little girl glanced at Fang Yi's hand, and there was a hint of movement in her eyes.

She wanted to try to hold Fang Yi's hand like Han Ning did, but she was hesitant in her heart, for fear that Brother Yi would not like it.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Fang Yi asked knowingly.

The little girl's mind is clear.

"fine!

Zhao Wanqiu hurriedly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

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