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Returning home a little later, Zhang Siyi heard rhythmic music coming from the living room before entering the door, accompanied by the aroma of tomato and beef sauce. Search: \(¨¨¨¨¨) to watch fine literature for free
Zhang Siyi stepped on his heels and threw off two shoes, and looked at the source of the aroma with glowing eyes: "Aha! You are actually cooking!"
"I'm going, why did you come back so early today?" Fu Xinhui heard the voice and turned his head. He was about 1.8 meters tall, and was wearing a blue plaid apron that he didn't know where he got it. He was dipping his chopsticks into the noodle sauce. taste. At first glance, it looks very funny, but with the whole scene and atmosphere, it looks extra homey.
Zhang Siyi put on his slippers and walked over: "What are you doing, wow, pasta! Do you have my share?"
Fu Xinhui hugged the plate and turned around to hide: "I don't have your share! I still think you are working overtime!"
Zhang Siyi stalked and turned around: "Don't be so handsome! Hold on so stingy, share with me, don't you have any more noodles, cook more!"
The two of them walked around like a dog, and Fu Xinhui reluctantly let go.
At this moment, Jiang Hai also came back. Seeing Fu Xinhui cooking, he almost reacted with Zhang Siyi, and shouted to order the next one.
"Fuck! You two made an appointment, didn't you! If I dared to be at home, I would be a nanny for you two!" Fu Xinhui muttered while scolding, and began to go down with the corners of his mouth hooked.
Zhang Siyi sucked in the grabbed food and ate his mouth full of red sauce, and said vaguely: "It's very good, you better stop looking for a job, just stay at home and cook for us."
Jiang Hai was also busy complimenting: "That's right, your cooking skills are so good, let's be a family cook at home, let's go to work and earn money to support you!"
Fu Xinhui laughed and scolded: "Fuck off, your two wages combined are not as much as my pocket money!"
The two of them took an arrow to their knees, howled and scolded back in unison, and the room was full of hilarity.
It was rare for the three of them to gather for dinner, and Jiang Hai went downstairs to pack some crayfish and go upstairs.
Fu Xinhui went to Carrefour in the afternoon. In addition to buying pasta, he also bought some cold dishes such as beer, drinks, and drunken chicken feet. He took some out and put them on the coffee table. A few people gathered around eating and chatting.
"Why did you suddenly think about cooking?" Jiang Hai asked.
"I'm tired of eating too much takeout, so I change the taste occasionally." Those who have lived abroad are more or less familiar with their own hands, but when they come back and see that the domestic catering industry is so developed, they are too lazy to do it.
Zhang Siyi slumped on the sofa and burped, rubbed his belly and said, "Yeah, I just came back and thought that Lawson's ten-dollar bento was too delicious, but now I have no appetite when I see the instant food in the microwave."
Fu Xinhui changed the subject and asked Zhang Siyi, "How is your work today?"
"I've been busy all day, and I'm exhausted." Although he was busy and tired, Zhang Siyi felt very fulfilled, because this kind of busyness was very different from the busyness he wasted on before. Thinking of how much work he has accomplished in one day, he is filled with a sense of accomplishment.
Zhang Siyi talked about spending three hours in the morning to make the plan, and Jiang Hai listened to the evaluation: "It seems that your boss is quite good, the head of the design department I work is really unreliable, relying on having a master's degree. , I don't have any practical experience at all, I just love talking on paper."
Zhang Siyi asked curiously, "By the way, what do your real estate companies usually do?"
Jiang Hai's real estate company is commonly known as "Party A" in the industry: "Real estate companies buy land everywhere. For example, the government has said that it is a commercial property. Our company bought it, and then asked the design department to bid according to the requirements set by the rules. , To put it bluntly, we are the people who produce the test papers, and the people who produce the papers also have to have a professional background, right? Then whoever of you gets the highest score in the test, we will use the design and give the money." He explained briefly, He added: "So if the people in the design department of Party A are unreliable, they will be abused together with your design institute and design company."
Zhang Siyi forced: "No wonder I heard my colleague shout a limerick today, something like 'Party A abused me thousands of times, I treat Party A like my first love, and one day I will be Party A and abuse design institutes all over the world'."
Fu Xinhui, who was listening on the side, laughed "haha" and said to Jiang Hai, "Isn't that Zhang Siyi abused by you?"
Zhang Siyi: "…"
Jiang Hai: "It's okay to say this as a joke, but under normal circumstances, we are very reliable. After all, no one wants to toss again and again, which consumes both money and effort. Besides, there are some problems that some primary school scumbag design companies can't solve. We still have to invite the big-name Xueba Design Institute to come out, and at that time it was impossible to say who abused whom."
After chatting for an hour, it was almost nine o'clock when Zhang Siyi returned to his room.
He took out the drawings he brought back and the "Architect's Handbook" given by Zhu Hongzhen, and just turned two pages, his temples faintly swelled.
It's so hard, so boring, I don't want to draw...
Zhang Siyi, who was full of food and drink, was lazy at the moment. Although he was still thinking about doing his homework, he couldn't get enough energy.
He suddenly remembered that he hadn't read the news since he posted the status of the Moments in the morning. He quickly took out his mobile phone and swiped, and saw that there were more than 30 new messages in the Moments, and some privately knocked him to ask about the specific situation. , including his mother.
Mom: "Son, have you found a job?"
Zhang Siyi grinned, and quickly replied: "Yes, Mom, I'm going to work, hehe!"
He went back to other people's news one after another, and when he saw it carefully, he saw his ex-girlfriend. Zhang Siyi originally hoped that his ex-girlfriend would ask a question or two after seeing this state.
After thinking about it, he still couldn't hold back. He sent an emoji to the other party, and a message popped up on the screen in seconds: "xxx has enabled friend verification, you are not his (her) friend. Please send a friend verification request first..."
Holy shit! Has this removed me? Don't even give me a chance to be friends? When he returned to China not long ago, he saved his living expenses and bought a Fendi bag! Say it, stop it! Is this too harsh? (= dish=)
Zhang Siyi was also so angry that he immediately deleted the contact information of the other party and decided not to have any contact with his ex-girlfriend again.
Just after dealing with this, his mother replied: "Son is awesome! What unit do you work in? How much is the salary?"
Zhang Siyi didn't deal with his father, but he had a good relationship with his mother. He told his mother the name of the company and the current situation in great detail.
He was still a little proud of the job he was looking for, but he was a little aggrieved when he mentioned the salary: "The salary during the probationary period is only 4,500, Mom! [crying]"
Without a word, his mother sent him a red envelope of 200 yuan: "Son, my mother congratulates you on finding a job successfully. If you don't have enough money, your mother will go to the bank to call you tomorrow."
Zhang Siyi accepted the red envelope, but refused his mother righteously and sternly: "I don't want my mother, I told my father that I will make money by myself after I work. If you give me the money, if my father finds out, I will be embarrassed!"
Mom: "My son has grown up, my mom is very happy, but my mom also feels bad that you don't have money to spend, don't worry, mom secretly calls you, so that your dad doesn't know, and you can return it to your mom when you have money in the future. "
Zhang Siyi was so happy, feeling that the trick was successful, he made a few kisses and hugs, coaxing his mother into a smile.
This came and went, and some news from my classmates and friends came back, and it was eleven o'clock in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Siyi yawned, and when he looked at the drawings again, he couldn't see anything.
Maybe it was because he thought that his mother would give him money, he felt a little more confident, and the pressure was not so great.
Anyway, this picture won't be submitted until tomorrow night, so let's go to bed today...
Unexpectedly, the incident was discovered early the next day.
When Zhang Siyi woke up the next day, he saw three messages sent to him by his mother early in the morning—
Mom: "Son, I told your father that you found a job, and your father is very happy."
Mom: "But son, your father saw the red envelope I sent you, and he solemnly warned me that this is only one time, and I can't give you any more money, otherwise I will confiscate my sex."
Mom: "Son, I'm sorry for you, please cherish yourself. Mom will come to Haicheng to see you when you have time."
Zhang Siyi: "…"
Madam Xu! You are an independent woman in the new era with a job and income! Do you want to be so spineless! (= dish=)
These two pieces of news once again aroused Zhang Siyi's fighting spirit. After all, no one wants to be looked down upon by his own father - just wait, I will make a lot of money! Let you see my abilities!
Zhang Siyi comforted his mother a few words, then bounced off the bed, quickly washed and brushed his teeth, and rushed to the company with vigor.
As soon as he arrived at the company, he took out the drawings and began to concentrate on drawing. Zhu Hongzhen's reference book was really good. He found a lot of useful data in it to standardize the size that he often came up with.
It's just that Gu Xiao's set of pictures is too perverted. There are all kinds of strange spaces. In some narrow places, Zhang Siyi can't discharge good functions, let alone put toilets and sinks in those corners and nooks. People go crazy.
This process consumes Zhang Siyi's patience indefinitely. No matter how strong his fighting spirit is, it is useless without skills. When he comes down in the morning, his whole figure seems to be hollowed out.
After lunch, Gu Xiao came over to see him once, and flipped through the two pitiful drawings on his desk. Gu Xiao didn't say anything, just sighed deeply: "Hey..."
Zhang Siyi's Tianling Gai seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock, and a feeling of suffocation emerged spontaneously... What should I do, he felt that he was completely ridiculed.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Siyi, who had only made three pictures, realized that it was almost impossible to complete all these tasks before he got off work tonight. Gu Xiao had dug a huge hole for him!
Zhang Siyi had nowhere to ask for help in the group, thinking that it would be better if he let the heartless men and the others help him together last night, and regretted that he had been in the circle of friends for too long last night... But no matter what he did, it would be useless, and the dead end was at hand. In front of him, only, only bowed his head to beg Gu Xiao. (=_=)
Yes, Zhang Siyi remembered what Gu Xiao said to him on the day of the interview - just say it if you don't know it, ask if you don't understand it, don't make up your own mind.
He took a deep breath, clicked on Gu Xiao's avatar, and sent a message: "Gu Gong, there is a picture I can't draw. I want to ask you."
Gu Xiao: "Is there only one?"
Zhang Siyi looked at that sentence, as if to see Gu Xiao spit out two words at him with the corners of his mouth hooked: "Haha."
… what a shame! tat
Gu Xiao: "Bring all those who don't know how."
Zhang Siyi brought the picture, design manual and pencil and pushed open the door of Gu Xiao's office. As soon as he sat down, he hurriedly defended: "Gu Gong, look at this picture, only this place can put the bathroom. I checked the manual. According to the data, the minimum size door of a bathroom without a bath is 900*2100, or 1100*1800, but it can’t fit here, either 100 horizontally or 200 vertically; and the door here…”
Zhang Siyi became angrier the more he talked, his cheeks were puffed up a bit, it wasn't because of his ability, it was clearly that there was something wrong with the picture Gu Xiao gave him!
Gu Xiao listened to his complaints with a half-smile, and pretended to flip through the manual again, softly "um" twice, and then said leisurely: "This is indeed the minimum size drawn in this booklet, but you have Haven't thought about it, there are more extreme possibilities?"
Gu Xiao took a pencil from the pen holder and said, "The reason why the 'standard picture' drawn in the book is called a 'standard' is based on normal circumstances, but if it is under abnormal circumstances Woolen cloth?"
Zhang Siyi made an "ah" sound, a little confused.
"Under normal circumstances, there is only one toilet, and the most suitable net width is 900 in the vertical direction." Gu Xiao took a pencil and steadily drew a few lines on the drawing, drew a one-way door, and marked the size. , glanced at Zhang Siyi and asked back, "Then 800 can't be used?"
Zhang Siyi had a "you fucking kidding me" expression on his face.
Gu Xiao added: "Including the bathroom door under normal conditions, in the set of pictures that Du Ruixuan gave you, the bathrooms are all 700 doors, because that is the standard clear width of the bathroom doors on the construction drawing, but 650 and 600 are different. Is it alright?"
Zhang Siyi was completely dumbfounded.
Gu Xiao looked at him and said seriously: "Do you know what is the biggest problem that restricts a designer's development? It is to rigidly follow the rules and regulations and standardized drawings summed up by others to make designs, and think thoroughly without knowing how to adapt."
Zhang Siyi felt a burning face, and his brain seemed to be swept away by a gust of wind
The last time he sat here, Gu Xiao also told him to be aware of the rules, but this time, the other party told him directly to question the rules.
At this moment, Zhang Siyi just wants to roar loudly: Nima~ Why can you play cards without following the routine! ! !
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