Chapter 192 (2/2)
But no matter how awkward his posture is, his words are also to be said.
”I naturally have something. First, I want to say, you have bad breath!”
”Second, I just want to see how big your face is, so as to support the groundless conclusion you just talked about.
”Want to make money? Yes, work sincerely. Money is naturally indispensable.”
”But if you want to plan the commercial street that all the villagers will depend on in the future under the banner of professionals, Gu Zheng can't agree first!”
The designer who was sprayed with saliva was very wronged. I brushed my teeth three times this morning before I went out.
When I came to the commercial street, I chewed two Yida pills. Why does it smell so bad?
The designer who didn't pay attention to the key points put Gu Zheng's hatred of bad breath back with his major.
”Who are you, please?”
”I'm just a conscientious ordinary villager who can't watch your behavior!”
”He is the author of the master plan I gave you.”
Gu Zheng's answer and the interruption of the cigarette gun were inexplicably consistent.
When he heard that the tall man in front of him was the calligrapher and painter of the blue sketch he had seen, the designer opposite showed a very disdainful expression even when the value of force was unequal.
From the table behind him, he picked up the first draft, which had become a little wrinkled because it had been circulated continuously, and shook it carelessly in mid air. Then he pointed to the painting technique similar to that of the kindergarten class with his slender and excessive fingers and smiled.
”Is that what you're talking about? I'll save face for the man in front of me. I won't say it's too ugly.”
”However, this is my first draft when I was in college.” the thin designer proudly took out another drawing from his bag behind him and connected the two pieces of paper in the air: ”at that time, my tutor said that my brush strokes were young, there was still innovation, and I still need to be honed.”
”I don't know. How do you feel after seeing the comparison between the two design drafts?”
The people in the house who were attracted by the two pictures looked at a well-organized and well-rounded design. At first glance, it was made by professionals, and many drawings with data they could not understand were also marked on it. In this way, the rough drawings drawn by Gu Zheng were compared to the mud, they!! If you want to say a word for your neighborhood, you can't get in.
The contrast is too strong.
There is no difference between the stenographer and the one finger zen between the snowy spring and the xialiba people.
Because it was too shocking, after the designer's big move was released, the office fell into a brief silence.
However, Gu Zheng's next sentence stunned all the staff.
”Of course, my draft is better!”
OK! Sure enough, he is the biggest boss in the business of Hongmen village. The thickness of his face can directly poke into the hole in the city wall. He can be used as a wall brick. There is no collapse after thousands of years of wind, frost, snow and rain.