In fact, when Uncle Hu knew about this, President Jiang would basically know it too. After all, he couldn't ignore the cannon, but knowing it was right in front of him, it still felt very different.
Jiang Kuo didn't care too much that President Jiang knew that he was also here. He could be here to watch the fun, or he could give advice from far away, but he mind that President Jiang saw him here with his own eyes. He never wanted to touch Jiang. In general, any business, any project, it's good now, Mr. Jiang saw with his own eyes that he not only came by himself, but also brought people with him. The degree of participation is not shallow at first glance.
And listening to this, Da Mao has completely betrayed, and even Director Jiang is called by the name that he casually picked up, which is very embarrassing.
"When did you come?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Come early, I slept in the car." President Jiang opened the door to get out of the car, but found that the door was blocked by a motorcycle.
"Go in and sleep." Jiang Kuo glanced at the motorcycle and stood still.
Duan Feifei pushed the motorcycle away in the past.
Jiang Kuo looked at the back of Duan Feifei's head, where are you from!
"Broken house," President Jiang got out of the car, "I feel more comfortable in the car, Lao Hu slept soundly in the house, after all, his son's bed."
"Didn't you just call Da Mao?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Why did you sleep for a long time?"
"What about me?" President Jiang also looked at him.
Jiang Kuo said nothing.
"I thought you would be able to come back after you finished eating, but as a result, lunch was followed by afternoon tea, and Lao Hu called after he got up." President Jiang laughed again, took a half step back, and looked him up and down for a while, "I heard that Tan Well done? How did you talk about it?"
"Who told you to ask who to go." Jiang Kuo turned his head.
President Jiang laughed happily, and looked at Duan Feifei who was sitting on the motorcycle with his head down and playing with his mobile phone: "I cut school and dragged Duan Feifei?"
"I asked for leave," Jiang Kuo said. "My stomach hurts."
"He took you to the hospital?" President Jiang asked.
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
Mr. Hu called another unknown person in the yard, and came out after the call: "Xiao Kuo is awesome today, that classmate of yours..."
Mr. Hu looked around and pointed at Duan Feifei: "That's it, it's pretty awesome, what about the two cars he brought?"
President Jiang raised his eyebrows: "Who are the two cars?"
Before Jiang Kuo could answer, President Jiang shouted, "Duan Feifei!"
"Hey!" Duan Feifei raised his head in response, put the phone back in his pocket, and ran over, "President Jiang, President Hu."
"You still brought people?" President Jiang was very interested, "Where's the people?"
"At the back," Duan Feifei smiled, "Cannon is with them, I guess it's almost here now."
"Where is the person called?" President Jiang asked, "Why are you still thinking of bringing someone here?"
"It's just people from our market," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "I've known people since childhood, and people here in the village are unfamiliar, so it's not safe for me and Jiang Kuo to come here."
"Well," President Jiang nodded, "that's what it means."
As he was talking, Cannon returned with two carts of bread men.
Although he didn't want his father and President Jiang to know about this, the fundamental reason was completely different from Jiang Kuo, so when he saw his own father standing at the gate of the yard, he raised his head proudly.
"Dad! President Jiang! Why are you here!" He waved, "Brothers, go and rest in the courtyard!"
The people from the market gang got out of the car with a hurrah, greeted the two fathers very lively, and then rushed into the yard.
"Look at this setup, is it going well?" Mr. Hu looked at the cannon.
"Could that not go well," Da Pao said, and patted Jiang Kuo and Duan Feihan on the shoulders again, "Can it go well without them!"
"Tell me about it." President Hu smiled and waved.
Although Jiang Kuo was reluctant, he still had to give Uncle Hu face. He turned to look at Duan Feifei and walked over slowly.
Duan Feifan estimated that Jiang Kuo was too lazy to speak, and wanted him to help him by saying that when he was about to follow him, President Jiang called him from the front of the car, "Xiao Duan."
"Hey." Duan Feifei immediately stopped and walked in front of President Jiang.
"It's hard work." President Jiang looked at the lively group of people in the yard.
"It's all normal operation," Duan Feifei smiled, "Being together, they will help each other out when something happens."
"Is that so, for Jiang Kuo's sake, he is so inspiring." President Jiang twitched the corners of his mouth.
This action looks like Jiang Kuo's father, it's exactly the same, but the corner of Mr. Jiang's mouth makes a strong sense of oppression.
"My friend," said Duan Feifei, "Jiang Kuo also brought us a group of people to eat, drink and have fun during the winter vacation. It's an eye-opener for a group of people. Now I can't help much with this matter. questionable."
"Jiang Kuo doesn't know how to deal with this, his mother used to be squeamish," President Jiang stroked his finger in the air, "He has little contact with these things on the project site, especially when dealing with fellow villagers, his personality , it's really not good to have no one around to ease."
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"Easing is not enough," Duan Feifei said. "You have to be on the scene to know, or Jiang Kuo's strong pressure can be advanced."
President Jiang laughed and looked at him: "I'm rushing to praise him with me?"
"No," Duan Feifei rubbed his nose, "To be honest, this is actually the first time I see Jiang Kuo like this, and I'm quite surprised."
"That's right, the character still needs to be polished, and the brain is still very useful," President Jiang said, "This kid is just stubborn with me, and he has to go to this broken school..."
Halfway through the conversation, President Jiang stopped again and patted Duan Feifei's arm: "It's a waste of you to go to this school break."
Duan Feifei smiled and changed the subject: "Mr. Jiang is here this time, is he going to stay for a few days?"
"Leave early tomorrow morning," President Jiang said. "The company still has a lot of work to do. I actually don't want to come today. Lao Hu is worried. If you know that you are fighting this time, he probably won't come."
"Aren't you going to have a meal with Jiang Kuo?" Duan Feifei asked smoothly.
"It's boring to eat with him," President Jiang looked at him, "we can have a drink if we have a chance."
"Okay," Duan Feifei could only nod his head, "Mr. Jiang, next time you come over, let Jiang Kuo tell me, and I'll accompany you to have a good drink."
"Tell Jiang Kuo, this wine won't work," Mr. Jiang smiled and lowered his head, pulling aside a chicken chop that had been pecking at his shoes, "he can let me find it. Are you drinking?"
Duan Feifei didn't know how to answer this sentence, so he could only lower his head and relay to him, stretched out his feet and pulled the chicken out a little bit.
Fortunately, Jiang Kuo finished chatting with President Hu and walked over together. He touched his stomach and sighed, "I'm starving to death."
"Let's eat." President Jiang said immediately, and he didn't think it was a little strange that they were hungry again after they had just eaten.
"No, I'll have some bread in a while," Jiang Kuo said, "We're going back to school."
"Why are you going back to school," President Jiang said, "I'll drive you back for dinner..."
"No." Jiang Kuo said immediately.
"Have you dealt with half of this matter?" President Jiang asked, "Don't you want to meet with the Shang family at night?"
"Isn't there you?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Me?" President Jiang pointed to himself with a smile, propped his arm on the front of the car, and tapped his finger on the hood a few times, "I have sold all these villages to me, so I might be able to come over and meet. ."
"Pretend, didn't you come with Xiao Qin last time?" Jiang Kuo snorted.
"Last time I slept in the hotel in town." President Jiang said.
"...Then you are Cannon's assistant today." Jiang Kuo said.
"His assistant is there." President Jiang raised his chin to President Hu.
Jiang Kuo's original plan was to leave after dinner. He had already told Cannon to talk to Daxin before drinking.
But now that President Jiang suddenly came over, he was a little awkward, but it was definitely not appropriate for the Shang family to take the initiative to make an appointment and then break the appointment.
"Mr. Jiang," Duan Feifei said, "you and Mr. Hu... let's go back first."
Jiang Kuo turned to look at Duan Feifei, and President Jiang and President Hu were also stunned, looking at him together.
Fan Ye is so good!
"Originally, you just didn't feel at ease to come and have a look," Duan Feifei said, "There's nothing to do now, everything has been dealt with. Later, when Jiang Kuo and the others meet at the monk's house, it must be a meal. If you don't, you definitely can't go, and you won't be able to have a good dinner in town, and they have to worry about you."
President Jiang looked at him and laughed: "This kid...they won't worry about us!"
"Should we go?" Hu said.
"Let's go," President Jiang patted the front of the car and glanced at Jiang Kuo, "They have sent people to chase us."
Jiang Kuo sighed.
"Let's go," President Jiang waved to President Hu, "Let's go back to the city to relax."
Jiang Kuo immediately turned to look at him.
"Relax," President Jiang patted himself back and forth, and then pinched on his leg and arm, "Pinch it."
"I know." Jiang Kuo said.
"Let's go." President Jiang opened the door and got into the car. After he fastened his seat belt, he looked at Duan Feifei from the car window.
Duan Feifei walked to the car window.
"We'll have a chance to talk again." President Jiang said.
"Well," Duan Feifei smiled, "Mr. Jiang pay attention to safety while driving."
President Hu explained a few more words to Cannon, and then got into the car. President Jiang drove the car back out, lowered the car window and waved to them.
Jiang Kuo turned his head directly, and Duan Feifei waved to President Jiang.
After the car turned, he lowered his head and kicked a small brick on the ground to the position of the front wheel of the car, and walked slowly towards the intersection.
"Why are you going?" Jiang Kuo asked from behind, "Go in and eat something, I'm starving to death."
"Those people are all gluttons. If you go in and walk around, what else can you eat?" Duan Feifei said, "What do you want to drink? There is a small shop over the intersection, I'll go and see what's available. Yes, there are drinks there too."
"... buy drinks and food here?" Jiang Kuo asked in a low voice.
"The town is not far from here," Duan Feifei smiled and whispered, "Are you still worried about the expiration date? The food in the Cannon House might be bought from that store."
"Milk," Jiang Kuo said, "yogurt is fine too."
"Wait." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo entered the courtyard, he walked to the intersection, and when he turned towards the canteen, he stood in the middle of the intersection and looked back at the location of the bricks.
The canteens in the village usually don’t have yogurt, which has a short shelf life and is expensive. Duan Feifei bought Jiang Kuo two boxes of yogurt and a can of Coke.
When I was walking back, I met Jiang Kuo who was strolling over. The snacks in Mr. Hu’s house were not raided by the people from the market, but they were eaten by Mr. Hu. Cannon looked at the packaging bags in the trash can. , said at least half of it was eaten.
Jiang Kuo wanted to fill his stomach, but there was only a small bun left, and the rest were snacks that made him hungry.
"Sour yogurt?" He took the two boxes of yogurt that Duan Feihan handed him.
"There is no yogurt," Duan Feifei said, "this one is sweet and sour, so let's make do with it."
"It's not next to the milk..." Jiang Kuo laughed and sighed: "Okay."
"Eat more at night." Duan Feifei said.
Because Shangjia Village is "our own people" with them, and they didn't show up about the cannon, it was a bit of a loss, so this evening was a treat in the village, and they didn't go to the restaurant in the town. The village chief set up a few tables at his home They are all good farm dishes, and the table is full of meat.
Compared with the lunch at noon, this meal is very easy.
Jiang Kuo only made a tough request when he had eaten almost. The village must re-arrange a piece of land for the storage of equipment and materials and the construction site headquarters, and pay to repair the road in Tongda New Village. Disputed land is subject to legal proceedings.
This request is actually quite reasonable. The Shang family still picked up the cheap ones. Several leaders in the village discussed it and agreed without much struggle. As long as the scenic spot and the ecological park are established, the investment can be quickly recovered.
After talking about this topic, Jiang Kuo began to yawn, completely losing the momentum of "Director Jiang" before.
"Tired?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Actually, it's not sleepy, it's just tired," Jiang Kuo said. "I can't use so many brain cells for the final revision. I'm very tired. This fire is still burning me. When I'm tired and hot, I'm sleepy."
Duan Feifei looked back at the firewood stove behind and laughed: "It's probably twelve o'clock when we go back to school."
"Back to school?" Jiang Kuo said.
"I've been in the dormitory for a while now, I'm used to it," Duan Feifei said, "Go directly to the second door on the tenth floor."
Jiang Kuo looked at his phone: "Tang Li said that Lu Haobo went today."
"Let Tang Li give up his wishful thinking of winning an excellent dormitory," Duan Feifei said. "If they don't kick you out of 119, even if they lick the floor again, Lu Haobo won't be able to let you guys rate it."
Jiang Kuo laughed: "I'm so sorry for Tang Li."
While everyone was eating, Jiang Kuo left the house and walked with Duan Feifei on the road in the village.
Before ten o'clock, the village was completely silent, and this silence was real silence, with some empty silence.
Many houses have no lights, there is only one street light far away, and there are a few dogs barking in the distance.
"Mr. Jiang especially likes this kind of place," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm not used to it, I can't stand it."
Although Jiang Kuo is habitually dissatisfied with President Jiang, he still understands it quite well, while President Jiang's love for this precious son is not concealed at all, and he doesn't mind showing it to everyone at all.
"Is it because of this that he likes to develop various scenic spots?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Did he talk to you today?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"No, he praised me today for how awesome you are." Duan Feifei said.
"Damn, crazy," Jiang Kuo snorted. "He likes waterfalls. This is the fourth waterfall project he has in hand. He cares more about it than other projects. He will stay at the Waterfall Hotel for a few days if he has nothing to do."
"Is that so." Duan Feifei nodded.
So this time Jiang Kuo wants to come over. Besides the cannon, he has to help. There is probably also this reason. This is a waterfall project that President Jiang is particularly concerned about. Jiang Kuo may not realize it himself, and he may not want anything to happen to this project. question.
Duan Feifei put his arms around Jiang Kuo's shoulder and looked up at the moon and stars in the sky.
Back at school, life seemed to return to some kind of habitual repetition.
Obviously, this kind of life has only passed one semester, but when the places of the dormitory and teaching building canteen appear alternately in life, everyone is very skilled.
The class this semester has not changed much, but the difficulty has obviously increased.
The botany theory class began to learn about specific plants. At first, Jiang Kuo felt that it was good, and there were more opportunities to go out than before. It felt like climbing mountains and visiting gardens...
But after one time he withdrew his naive fantasies.
In contrast, last semester, excluding basic courses, the most enjoyable class was sketching.
Although it takes life to draw, at least the brain does not need to memorize so much content.
What the Latin name of the plant, what has thorns without thorns, what is radial symmetry, what is the ovary style ovule... He would rather lie there and draw ten sketches.
But the color makeup of the semester seemed to mock him.
He also felt that he would rather lie there and draw ten drawings.
"Is it too late for me to switch majors now?" Jiang Kuo looked at the seven or eight pictures he had already drawn, "I may not be able to hand in my homework."
Duan Feifei sat next to him and lowered his head, his fingers fluttering on the screen of his mobile phone: "Why, are you tired of being in a profession with me?"
Jiang Kuo was stunned for a while, then laughed: "Damn."
"Do you have to draw an arowana?" Duan Feifei glanced at the paper he threw on the table, "How good are you to draw Mr. Sun."
"Have you finished painting?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"Well," said Duan Feifei, "I finished the painting yesterday after the delivery of Niu Sandao."
"What did you draw?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"A beautiful..." Duan Feifei got up and dug out his portfolio from the mess on the table, opened it and showed it to Jiang Kuo, "Watermelon."
Jiang Kuo watched for a long time without speaking.
"How is it?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Did you draw it based on the watermelon in the grocery store at the entrance of the market?" Jiang Kuo said, "It's the kind of inflatable watermelon peel."
Duan Feifei collapsed on the chair with a smile, unable to stop for a long time.
"You can see that?" he asked happily.
"...I have to say," Jiang Kuo said, "You draw a very similar picture, and it looks like a watermelon peel at first glance."
"I originally wanted to paint beef with sauce," said Duan Feifei, "the color has been adjusted so badly, I really can't adjust it."
Jiang Kuo finally gave up the golden dragon fish and drew a clown fish, and it was quite ugly.
But he felt that he was the best painter among several people in the dormitory, especially much better than Li Zirui's abstract style work called "radiant".
"But I think I'm still very talented." Li Zirui said while eating.
"The group work is up to you." Jiang Kuo said.
"Still... don't." Tang Li said sincerely.
"Actually, it's okay, like a trademark." Duan Feifei commented.
Jiang Kuo glanced at him and said nothing.
"What?" Duan Feifei asked him in a low voice.
"Does Niu Sandao have a trademark?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"No," Duan Feifei said, "it's just three words."
"Design a logo." Jiang Kuo said.
"Does the online store use it?" Duan Feifei asked.
During this period of time, Jiang Kuo didn't talk much about the online store. Duan Feifei thought that suddenly he was busy with his schoolwork, and he didn't care much about it anymore.
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "there must be a trademark. What is the packaging like when you ship it to people?"
"Just vacuum packaging and express boxes." Duan Feifei said.
"It's too unprofessional and too unrecognizable," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll design it."
"Your arowana..." Duan Feifei said.
"Clown fish." Jiang Kuo said.
"It's not too strong," Duan Feifei sighed, "If we really want us to do it ourselves, it's better to ask Sun Ji, he is very good at painting."
"I'll try it first." Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.
On weekends, the model group will meet at Niu Sandao and eat barbecue. This is their first meeting after the school year.
"What time is it?" Jiang Kuo was lying on the table in the living room. On the table was the architectural drafting homework to be handed in on Monday. He had to leave it almost once a week, but it was much simpler than the homework in the experimental class. Ji pressed to the end.
"I guess I'll come over after lunch," said Duan Feifei, "they bring meat, let's go buy some drinks. When I went to see my dad last week, he said that there used to be a sweets shop at the old Hutong near Nandahu. wine…”
"He wants to drink?" Jiang Kuo immediately looked up at him.
"No, he can't even drink it if he wants to," Duan Feifei smiled, "He said it was delicious, and I just wanted to buy some to try."
"Go." Jiang Kuo threw the pen away.
"Don't paint anymore?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Didn't you finish painting?" Jiang Kuo said.
"I'm just short of the last small picture." Duan Feifei said.
"Walk or not, the South Great Lake is not close." Jiang Kuo said.
"Go." Duan Feifei smiled.
After school started, it was the first time they drove Jiangkuo's car to go out, and they still drove a van when they went back to the village.
Thinking of the van, he remembered what President Jiang said that day, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, and even looked forward to President Jiang coming soon.
However, President Jiang may also say something casually.
"Answering the phone, what are you thinking?" Jiang Kuo said beside him.
Only then did Duan Feifei realize that his phone was shaking. He picked it up and glanced at it, it was Uncle.
"Come back earlier," the uncle said. "The demolition notice has officially come down, and we can't understand the document, so we know it's July. Come back and see for the details."