That night, Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xinyi had a meal at the Zhao family.

Han Lin came back from get off work and saw Jiang Xiaobai coming back, she specially made a few dishes that Jiang Xiaobai liked.

However, during the meal, Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Gang had a tacit understanding and did not mention the construction of the building.

First, there is no sign of this matter, and second, I don’t want to worry about both of them.

After dinner, Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xinyi went home.

The next day, Zhao Xinyi continued to clean up the room. Song Weiguo brought his things to the Jiang family early in the morning and then pulled Jiang Xiaobai to run to the Provincial Design Institute.

To design such a large project, of course, it is necessary to go through a series of arguments, rather than being able to imagine it by sitting at home and slapping your head.

Even if you look at it, you have to have something to do.

"Dududu." The car drove to the door of the Provincial Design Institute.

The guards opened the door and let it go. The Provincial Design Institute is a Qingshui Yamen and a provincial department.

However, in front of Crown Auto, it is not to mention the Provincial Design Institute, or the Provincial Government may be able to drive in.

This is the benefit of a car, of course, this is also in this era, if it were later.

The car has entered thousands of households, and it is impossible to drive another car around the world.

At the entrance of the office building of the Design Institute, Jiang Xiaobai and Song Weiguo got off the car, each wearing a straight suit, and then clamped a black cowhide bag under his arms.

The hair is meticulously combed, which is completely different from the factory managers of other township enterprises or private enterprises at this time.

In fact, Song Weiguo also has a pager, commonly known as the "bp" machine, which was bought in the Magic City last year.

He was regarded as a high-tech by Song Weiguo and wanted to buy one for Jiang Xiaobai, but was rejected by Jiang Xiaobai.

It’s not that Jiang Xiaobai was used to using mobile phones from later generations and looked down on the pagers now, but that there was no paging station in Jin Province at this time.

Without a pager, the pager is just a waste, what did you buy it?

However, Song Weiguo was like a treasure, straddling his waist all day long.

After Jiang Xiaobai's repeated requests, he agreed to put it in his clothes and not to be exposed outside.

"Bang bang bang." Jiang Xiaobai knocked on the office door.

In an instant, several staff members who were drinking tea and chatting in the office turned back.

Then he looked at Jiang Xiaobai and Song Weiguo's outfits and stood up, and asked politely: "Two comrades, who are you looking for?"

"I'll find the director of our design institute. Can anyone tell me?" Jiang Xiaobai said.

"I'll take you there, the dean should be in the office on the third floor."

A girl in her 20s stood up and said proactively.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, thanked, and followed the girl upstairs.

"Two comrades, where did you come from?" The girl looked at Jiang Xiaobai and asked while she was a little bit.

After asking, before Jiang Xiaobai and Song Weiguo answered, he spoke, "I went to university in Yangcheng. I came back from graduating this summer. I dressed in this suit and tie. Some bosses in Yangcheng wear this way, and there are very few in our Jin Province.

But I saw that you didn’t have the accent of Yangcheng, so I felt a little strange…”

"What university is going to Yangcheng?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"South China Institute of Technology in Yangcheng." The girl said, her chin slightly raised, looking proud.

"South China Institute of Technology," Jiang Xiaobai muttered that he felt familiar, but he still couldn't remember it.

At this time, the predecessors of many famous universities in later generations were different, and they were not called universities, but colleges.

Jiang Xiaobai can remember that.

"What major?" Jiang Xiaobai asked casually.

The girl who was waiting for praise couldn't react for a while, and she was stunned and said, "Architecture Department."

"Oh, I went to university at Beijing Normal University in Beijing, my name is Jiang Xiaobai."

Jiang Xiaobai introduced himself like this.

The girl suddenly restrained her arrogance on her face. After all, the capital of the capital at this time had a different position in people's hearts.

Song Weiguo, who was standing beside him, was a little depressed. He was just a technical secondary school graduate and recommended him, so he would be embarrassed to speak out.

While talking, a few people came to the door of the dean's office on the third floor.

The office door was not closed, the girl knocked on the door, and a middle-aged man's voice came.

"Please come in."

"Director Liang, these two comrades are here to find you."

After the girl finished speaking, Dean Liang nodded and the girl stepped out.

"Please sit down, two comrades, who are you?" Director Liang asked while pouring water for the two of them.

"We are from Huaqing Holdings Company, and I want to ask our design institute to help design something." Jiang Xiaobai looked at the environment in the office and spoke casually.

"Huaqing Holdings Company" President Liang muttered, "I haven't heard of it before, but when I heard that Jiang Xiaobai wanted to help design things.

The hot pot that had just been lifted was put down again, then he turned around and picked up the tea box on the table, and put some tea in the two cups.

Although I have never heard of this Huaqing Holdings Company, I am quite capable of seeing the two of them dressed in this dress.

If you help design things, can you not pay any hard work?

The design institute is a clean yamen, and there is basically no work in normal times. Even if there is one, it is a man-to-man. It is appropriate to design well. If the design is not good, it will cause trouble. Unlike other departments, no matter how small the mosquito is, it will be meat.

"What to design?" Dean Liang picked up the thermos again.

"Architectural design, building, is it OK? President Liang." Jiang Xiaobai asked.

The design at this time was quite single, and there were no well-known designs in China, and even if there were, they were concentrated in the capital of the capital.

Dean Liang's hand trembled, and the thermos he was carrying almost fell out. Architectural design is a big job, if it is done well.

It may not be necessary for the design institute to have food and drink next year. At the end of the year, you can also get bonuses and benefits.

"Yes, yes, of course there is no problem. Our design institute's strength is not a problem. Longcheng Department Store knows it, that's what our design institute designed..."

While speaking, President Liang carried Jiang Xiaobai and Song Weiguo on his back and poured the tea leaves from their cups into the trash can.

Then he turned around and took out a treasured box of tea from the cabinet beside him, put it on for the two of them, and made tea.

"This is a piece of Lu'an melon sent by a friend from Anhui Province. You can try it." President Liang looked at Jiang Xiaobai and Song Weiguo with a smile on his face and said.

However, the main focus was on Song Weiguo.

Nothing else, Song Weiguo was older, like the main owner, while Jiang Xiaobai was too young, looking like a secretary assistant and other bags.
Chapter completed!