Gu Zheng, who was sitting in the house, was a little puzzled. It was already this point, and some people who didn't open their eyes would knock on the door of his house. Wasn't this going to be on the pole?

Too idle!

But he still has to open the door.

When he opened the door of his yard, he saw that standing outside the door turned out to be a smoker and his ubiquitous follower Huang Haitao.

The faces of these two people are almost twisted into twists now, and the suffocated faces are lucky at his door.

"Oh? Why did you come to see me, Brother Smoker? What's the matter?"

"Hey don't mention it!" Smoke gun really didn't regard himself as an outsider, or rather, he didn't regard all the people living in Hongmen Village as outsiders at all. He lifted his foot to push the door and walked into Gu Zheng's place. Elegant courtyard.

Just after Gu Zheng had just made the tea mug, he came to his mouth with a grunt. After breathing out, he continued to complain in his heart.

"Brother Gu, you should just follow me to have a look. Didn't I go to run building materials in the afternoon? I just want to find a company that will decorate and design doors in this folk street by the way."

"Who knows that my designer would invite me and show him the plan you gave me. The designer is not professional or authentic. In the office of the village committee, please don't be ridiculous. And talked."

"The villagers who didn't understand anything were shaken, and they all plan to rectify according to his overall plan."

"Oh, I don't know if this grandson is to build momentum or something. There is a client who is also waiting for him to design the home. After answering his call, he went to the village committee to discuss the drawings."

"Later, I asked someone to find out that this grandson was famous in the building material city, and what he was, an interior designer who won an award in China."

"But you, an interior designer, mixed up with any outdoor things. I was shocked that you made a few good corners and changed them a lot."

"If you want to change it as he did, then the store with someone in the depths of the path under our control will be completely smashed into your hands!"

Gu Zheng couldn't sit still when listening to issues related to real interests.

He stood up quickly, took the cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath, let the addiction pass, and then carefully wiped it out in the ashtray, and waved at the cigarette gun and his little brother. "Then what are you waiting here for? Hurry up and show me the way, I will be this messing grandson in the past!" Rixing Yishan

"Go!"

The smoker who likes doing things like this the most, it confuses the eyes and leads the way.

When the three people came to the office of the village committee, the great designer was still giving lectures to the people.

Those present here are all his potential customers. They have never been able to clean up like they are now. When he has fooled all these people, wouldn’t the subsequent orders in this commercial street roll in like snowflakes? NS?

It's a pity that the designer was a little shaken when he sprayed people here, and Gu Zheng came.

He just walked in the direction of the designer very calmly, not liking things or sadness, not saying anything, and then standing directly within an intimate distance of only ten centimeters from the designer's eyes. , And the other party started staring with big eyes and small eyes.

This kind of horrible deeds, as a designer from the city, where has he seen him, he finally couldn’t stand it and said, "Sir, what do you want? I’m busy here, we can follow. Say it again?"

After hearing this, Gu Zheng nodded slightly. He didn’t dare to nod. He was already taller than the designer. He was condescending, and the posts were so close, he changed his head with the domineering president. It's ugly to be ashamed of the taste and speechless like an ugly man.

But no matter how awkward the posture is, he has to say something.

"Naturally I have something, first, I want to say, you have bad breath!"

"Second, I just want to see how big your face is to support the baseless conclusion you just talked about.

"Want to make money? Yes, work sincerely, and money is naturally indispensable for you."

"But you want to arbitrarily plan the commercial street on which all the villagers will live in the future under the banner of professionals. Gu Zheng, the first one, can't agree!"

The designer who was sprayed with spit on his face was very aggrieved. I brushed my teeth three times this morning before I went out.

When I came to the commercial street, I also chewed two tablets of Yida. Where did it smell so bad?

This designer, who didn't pay attention to the key points, took Gu Zheng's hatred of bad breath, all of which he used to learn from his profession. Heaven Killing Sword Fairy

"Who are you again?"

"I'm just a conscientious ordinary villager who can't stand your behavior!"

"He is the author of the master plan I gave you."

Gu Zheng's answer and the chimney's interruption started inexplicably.

And when I heard that the tall man in front of him was the painter and calligrapher of the blue sketch he had originally seen ~lightnovelpub.net~ The designer on the opposite side, even in the case of uneven force, still showed up. Gave a very contemptuous expression.

From the table behind him, he picked up the first draft that was a little wrinkled because of being continuously circulated, and shook in mid-air casually, and then used his slender and somewhat excessive fingers to point to the top similar to The kindergarten class-like painting technique, smiled.

"You are talking about this design drawing, right? I will show the dear man in front of me a little bit of face. It's not too ugly not to say."

"However, this is the first draft when I was in college," the thin designer proudly took out another drawing from the bag behind him, and connected the two papers in the air like this: "At that time My mentor also said that my brushwork is immature, innovation is still there, and it still needs to be tempered."

"I don't know, how do you feel after seeing the comparison of these two design drafts?"

The people in the room who were attracted by these two pictures, looked at Zhang’s design rules, the four corners were complete, and it seemed that they were made by professionals. There were also drawings with many data that they could not understand. This compares the rough sketches hand-painted by Gu Zheng to the muddy ground, they! ! I want to help my neighbours to say something, but I can't get in.

This contrast is too strong.

For Yangchun Baixue and Xia Liba people, there is a difference between reporter and Zhizen magical skills.

Because of the shock, after the designer's big move was released, the office fell into a short silence.

But without expecting it, Gu Zheng's next sentence stunned all the staff.

"Of course my draft is better!"

it is good! Sure enough, he is the biggest business owner in Hongmen Village. The thickness of the skin can directly poke into the hole in the city wall.