NCCnovel Chapter 887: The fight started before the work even started
Chapter 887: The fight started before the work even started
In the president's office of Fengteng International, the twilight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is slowly seeping in.
Kang Jiagui, the manager in charge of the Haikou region, stood on the left side of the desk, holding a document in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed;
Designer Shi Xinrui held a laptop computer and tapped the touchpad with his fingertips.
The data on the screensaver desktop unfolded one by one, ready to point out the problem to the boss; it was obvious that this construction topic was a bit tricky for both of them.
"Master Jing," Kang Jiagui spoke first, his tone a little cautious, "I have been talking to Meng Lisha from Mr. Jiang's side these days.
Yin Shihang and the other designer met several times, but they couldn't reach an agreement on several points regarding the revision of the drawings.
Teng Zijing had just finished signing a document and put his pen back into the pen holder. When he looked up, his eyebrows raised:
"We haven't even started yet, and already we're fighting?" He stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers, saying unhappily, "Show me the blueprints, where's the problem?"
Shi Xinrui immediately stepped forward, turned the notebook towards Teng Zijing, and circled a blue area on the screen with his fingertips: "It's mainly the part about the Sea Entertainment City.
You see, according to the original design, the main building is in the shape of an "concave" character, with its opening facing the waterway of Haikou Bay.
From the perspective of Feng Shui, this is called "leaking money". The concave hole is like an open bag, which cannot hold the air.
The high speed of ships on the waterway creates a strong atmosphere, which can easily lead to disputes during project implementation and may even affect the stability of subsequent operations.
He paused and pulled out another revised draft: "Our team suggests sealing up the recessed area and turning it into a three-story observation deck.
In this way, the building is in the shape of a Chinese character "回", which not only preserves the aura,
The curved dome of the observation deck can also act like a "pocket", gathering the moisture and popularity in the bay.
More importantly, the original design had too many sharp edges on the notch, facing the reefs on the opposite bank.
In Feng Shui, it is called "sharp corner evil", which can easily intensify conflicts between partners.
You see, the disagreements with President Jiang's team these past few days actually coincide with this omen."
Shi Xinrui's fingertips slid across the screen, and his tone became more and more certain: "After changing to an observation deck, it will not only resolve these potential conflicts,
Visitors can enjoy a 360-degree view of the bay from the platform, and the commercial value is only increasing.
Once the architectural layout is smooth, subsequent cooperation and operations will be less bumpy.”
Teng Zijing stared at the two drawings on the screen, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table, without saying a word.
The only sound in the office was the soft tapping of Shi Xinrui's keyboard. Kang Jiagui stood by, obviously agreeing with the suggestion.
Teng Zijing's gaze fell on the modified area circled in red by Shi Xinrui. On the screen, the old and new versions of the building renderings were displayed side by side.
The observation deck in the new picture has a rounded curve, as if a soft edge has been embedded in the building, while the concave shape in the original picture carries a sharp momentum.
He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, unable to tell which one he liked better. He just felt that the two designs had different auras.
"Okay," he pondered for a moment and closed Shi Xinrui's notebook. "I have an appointment with Jiang Chengyu for dinner later. I'll ask him what he thinks when we meet. You guys can go back after get off work."
"Okay, Master Jing." Kang Jiagui and Shi Xinrui responded and packed up their things. The sound of the folders closing was particularly clear in the quiet office.
The two of them retreated quietly, leaving a gap when closing the door, thus shutting out the twilight outside the window.
Teng Zijing stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He took out a cigarette from the exquisite cigarette case on the mahogany cabinet, and the lighter ignited a blue flame with a "click".
He took a deep breath, and smoke rings came out from between his lips, slowly dispersing in the air, blurring the neon lights that were gradually lighting up outside the window.
He slid his finger across the phone screen, found the name "An'e", and dialed it without hesitation.
In An Yu's office, the light from overhead shone on the spread-out documents, making the dark circles under her eyes even more obvious.
She rubbed her swollen temples, and the numbers in the report in front of her seemed to come alive and spin before her eyes.
The phone rang suddenly, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the name on the screen.
With a faint smile on his stiff cheeks, he pushed the file aside and picked up the phone: "Hey...have you eaten?"
"What's Xiaoyu busy with?" Teng Zijing's voice came through the receiver with a hint of a smile. "You sound listless?"
An Yu leaned back in her chair, her tone full of fatigue: "I have been reading documents for a whole day. I have no experience in corporate management.
My father has relied on Qi Haoyu for many years and has always given him the management rights. I feel unhappy when I see that sissy.
I just want to see what he has done to An Tai over the years! She sneered,
"I feel uncomfortable just thinking about having to deal with that bastard every day."
Teng Zijing chuckled softly, his voice tinged with indulgence: "Our little girl has grown up and knows how to protect her own company."
"Don't make fun of me," An Yi said angrily, "I don't ask for An Tai to rise to prominence, but at least I have to keep the situation stable.
I didn't expect the management company to be so annoying. Just reading the contract terms is enough to make me feel overwhelmed."
"Don't hold on, I'm here for you!" Teng Zijing's tone was deep and soothing.
"I'll teach you slowly in the future. We returned to Kuncheng and made an appointment with Jiang Chengyu for dinner in the evening.
I'll pick you up later. Yu Qianqian is a reserved girl, and she'll feel more comfortable with someone around."
An Yu was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Are you going to give Jiang Chengyu an explanation?"
"Hmm," Teng Zijing looked at the busy traffic outside the window, flicking the cigarette ash from his fingertips.
"Deng, you really went too far this time. Jiang Chengyu looks as gentle as a girl,
I didn't expect him to be so stubborn at heart. Let's talk things over with him face to face to avoid any future grudges."
"I understand." An Yu stood up and adjusted the collar of her shirt. "I'll pack it up and wait for you downstairs."
After hanging up the phone, Teng Zijing put out the cigarette butt in the crystal ashtray. The spark flickered for the last time and then went out completely.
He picked up the windbreaker draped over the back of the chair and strode out of the office. The light from the corridor cast a long shadow behind him.
In the president's office of Zidong International, the light from the floor lamp fell on the spread-out drawings, making Jiang Chengyu's profile look even more serene.
He pointed at the marked lines on the drawing and looked at Meng Lisha and Yin Shihang standing opposite him:
“The original design did have some omissions in the load-bearing structure and traffic flow planning. I have adjusted several key nodes. The new drawings are in your mailbox.
After returning, we will further refine the design based on the on-site survey data, focusing on verifying the parameters of the curved steel structure of the observation deck."
"Okay, Mr. Jiang." The two responded in unison, with professional seriousness on their faces.
Jiang Chengyu's revision suggestions are always precise, and every one of them hits the mark.
Yin Shihang stepped forward and carefully rolled the drawing into a tube. His fingertips pressed neat creases on the edge of the tube and nodded.
"Mr. Jiang, it's already past six o'clock. You should go back and rest early. We will go back and follow up now. If there are any problems, please report to you at any time."
Jiang Chengyu nodded slightly and watched the two of them tiptoe out of the office.
He reached out and pressed the intercom line. Jiang Li's voice came from the receiver: "Mr. Jiang"
He said, "Jiang Li, come to my office."
Hanging up the phone, he turned around and sorted out the documents on the desk - the contracts were grouped by number.
The reports were folded neatly and finally locked in the metal cabinet behind him.
He picked up the dark grey suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair and put it on. His fingertips passed through the cuffs in a smooth and neat movement without a trace of waste.
"Knock knock knock—" Jiang Chengyu had just straightened his tie when there was a knock on the door. "Come in."
Jiang Li pushed the door open and walked in, dressed in a smart business suit, with his hands folded. "Boss Jiang, are you looking for me?"
Jiang Chengyu picked up his phone and put it in his trouser pocket, then raised his eyes and said, "Mr. Jing has a dinner appointment at Xingteng Restaurant. Come with me."
He picked up some documents and walked over to Jiang Li, handed them to her, and added, “Yu Qianqian is here too.
That girl is a bit introverted, and with you by her side, she'll feel more at ease and not feel constrained at the dinner."
"Understood." Jiang Li nodded decisively and took the document. "I'll go pack my things now. See you downstairs in five minutes."
"Yeah." Jiang Chengyu nodded and walked out of the office first.
The sensor lights in the corridor lit up as he walked, and then went out one after another behind him. His leather shoes stepped silently on the carpet.
Jiang Li returned to her workstation, quickly filed the documents on the desk, grabbed the exquisite bag on the back of the chair, and walked quickly towards the elevator.
As the metal door slowly closed, she checked the time—six fifteen, just as the evening rush hour was beginning.
The elevator went straight to the first floor. Jiang Li walked out of the lobby and saw groups of employees saying goodbye as they walked out the door. "Goodbye!"
"Bye, see you tomorrow!"
When Jiang Li came out, he saw Xiang Xiaowu's black car parked steadily at the door.
The passenger window was lowered, and Jiang Chengyu was looking out the window with his head tilted to the side, tapping his knees lightly with his fingertips.
She opened the back door and got in. Just as she fastened her seat belt, the car drove smoothly away from the entrance of Zidong International Group and merged into the traffic flow.
At the entrance of Zidong International Building, employees leaving get off work walked out in twos and threes.
When his eyes inadvertently swept across the black car parked on the side of the road, he suddenly caused a small commotion.
"Hey, look—Jiang Li got into President Jiang's car!" A male employee in a plaid shirt nudged his colleague next to him, his tone filled with a hint of gossip and excitement.
My colleague pushed up his glasses and curled his lips into a disapproving smile: "You're thinking wrong, right?
President Jiang has set a rule in the company: romance is strictly prohibited in the office. Anyone who violates it will be fired immediately. The entire department knows his iron rule.
"That's for us employees," another person curled his lips, holding his briefcase with his hands behind his back, looking like he was watching the fun.
“Rules are dead, but people are alive. It’s impossible that even Mr. Jiang himself has to abide by these rules, right?
Besides, if he really has no interest in women, why would he specifically set up such a rule? I think he is worried that his subordinates will be distracted and affect their work, but he himself may not be... "
Before he could finish his words, the person next to him nudged him: "Keep your voice down! If the boss hears, your attendance bonus will be deducted again."
Several people immediately shut up and dispersed in their respective directions to discuss the issue at the door.
Another female employee with a ponytail said to herself:
"Mr. Jiang is so handsome, young and promising, how could he really not be interested in women? Maybe we just didn't see it."
He watched the car merge into the traffic flow and disappear with admiration, then turned around and left reluctantly.
The black car stopped steadily in front of the Xingteng Restaurant, and the doorman immediately stepped forward and opened the door.
Jiang Chengyu got out of the car first. His dark grey suit jacket swayed gently in the evening breeze, and his posture was as straight as a pine tree.
Jiang Li followed closely behind, with a shoulder bag casually slung over her shoulder and a professional look of calm on her face.
As the two of them walked into the hotel, a waiter in a navy blue uniform came up to them quickly with a perfect smile on his face:
"Boss Jiang, you're here? Master Jing is already waiting at the usual place. He told you to just go up when you arrive."