Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 142 Operating Without a License
"What? You said you already knew?" After hearing Wen Siheng's slow answer, Mi Yingying was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.

Her brain hasn't been able to digest such a large amount of information for a long time. She put her hands on her hips and paced back and forth in place.

"So teacher, are you saying that you knew it a long time ago?" Mi Yingying couldn't believe her ears, and confirmed again.

"Not long ago, probably..." With his hands in his pockets, Wen Siheng leaned against the bookshelf in the office.

"That's when I just won the bid."

"Then why didn't you tell us?" Mi Yingying was furious, and got angry.

"It doesn't seem to help to tell you things that cannot be changed. We are busy enough with our studies, so we won't put pressure on you in other aspects." Wen Siheng said in a very relaxed tone as if nothing happened.

Mi Yingying stood up very excitedly: "Why can't it be changed? We will discuss it together before submitting the application for approval, maybe we can come up with other countermeasures!"

"How to discuss this..."

Before Wen Siheng finished speaking, Mi Yingying interrupted him: "Why can't we discuss it, teacher, you are..."

Mi Yingying chattered for a long time, but Jian Anran didn't listen to the rest.

She just watched Wen Siheng leaning lazily on one side like this, always with that face of indifference to the world, at this time she was still smiling as usual.

As expected, he still did not say anything.

Whether at work or in relationships, he is always the silent one.

"After all," Wen Siheng said slowly after waiting patiently for Mi Yingying to finish expressing her opinion, "Even if we discussed it in advance, there is no way I can get one bet right away, and the exam for one bet will be finished in May this year. "

"One bet?" Mi Yingying asked puzzledly, "What one bet."

Wen Siheng said "huh?", "Didn't you just talk about this?"

"We're talking about the fact that the head of Ludao's project bid has become the deputy director of the prime minister. What did the teacher just mean...?" Song Qi asked.

"That's it," Wen Siheng said with a look of sudden realization, "I'm going to ask the vice president about this matter."

"What!?" Mi Yingying couldn't hold back and shouted again, "Teacher, please go and ask the vice president to be the general manager of this project?"

Nodding his head, Wen Siheng gave an affirmative answer to this question. "Yeah, what's the problem?"

"This..." Mi Yingying seemed to be a little annoyed, she hammered her chest, "Why is that?"

There was silence in the office, and everyone couldn't figure out what kind of operation Wen Siheng was doing, and what was his purpose, so that he would hand over the bidding project that he had finally won after taking off his skin.

"Oh, I forgot to tell everyone, the current status of our studio is operating without a license." Wen Siheng said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, the office exploded, seeing everyone's expressions were not very calm.

Wen Siheng just stood up, took his hands out of his pockets, and put his hands on the desk.

"The studio's business license and tax payment certificate must be complete. I didn't get a certificate, so I couldn't sign on the project."

"After winning the bid, Party A reminded me that I realized this problem."

"As far as I know, this year's one-note exam has ended in May."

"Of course, I have heard a little about the difficulty of this exam before. Even if I haven't started yet, I don't have the confidence to guarantee that I can pass the exam after preparing for it in such a short period of time."

"At that time, because there was no one bet, the qualification to win the bid was almost sold to No.2."

"It's still the Deputy Prime Minister who is willing to help. As soon as I expressed our current predicament to him at that time, he readily agreed. It can be said that the Deputy Prime Minister saved us from danger."

Hearing this, Mi Yingying hummed softly, "Who wouldn't readily agree to such a good project?"

Song Qi asked suddenly: "But hasn't the teacher already worked on a project in the UK for two years after graduation?"

"Oh, this, I got the British Royal Architect's Qualification Certificate before, and I can't practice in our country at present."

"So in the next period of time, I will prepare for the exam." Wen Siheng replied.

Just when the office fell silent, Jian Anran, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked: "One bet is..."

Unexpectedly, Mi Yingying, who had just burst into anger just now, burst out laughing at this question.

It was Song Qi who replied calmly: "A registered first-class architect is an architect's professional qualification certificate. Many projects need to be approved and signed with one or two notes."

"Is the test difficult?" Jane Anran asked weakly.

Song Qi nodded immediately, "The threshold is relatively high. Architecture students are required to work in a related industry for three years after graduating from a bachelor's degree, and two years after graduating from a master's degree, or to apply for the exam after graduating from a doctoral degree."

"In the past, there were nine subjects. I heard that next year there will be six subjects left. One of my undergraduates has only passed half of the exams in three years. I heard that the pass rate is less than 10% every year." Song Qi said. .

Nodding thoughtfully, Jian Anran only now knows that graduation is not the end, and if she wants to further cultivate in this industry in the future, she still needs to have one certificate after another to take the exam.

"However," Wen Siheng seemed to suddenly think of something, "you probably haven't mentioned this to the vice president, have you?"

Mi Yingying subconsciously glanced at Song Qi, then shook her head.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, after Wen Siheng greeted him, he was stopped by Song Qi when he was about to turn around and leave.

"teacher!"

"If there is any problem in the future, the teacher should tell us in advance."

Wen Siheng smiled and opened his mouth: "But this matter..."

"We've been in a hurry all afternoon." Song Qi interrupted him.

After a moment of silence, Wen Siheng nodded, "Okay, sorry, I will definitely tell everyone in advance next time."

……

Ning Beibei waited for a long time in the downstairs classroom and did not wait for Jian Anran to come. She was just about to go upstairs to check the situation, when the elevator door opened, she saw Wen Siheng standing upright in the elevator car with a briefcase.

"It's over?" Mi Yingying asked.

After looking around for no one, Wen Siheng realized that what Mi Yingying just said was aimed at him.

"Well, it's over."

Going straight to their office, Ning Beibei asked Jian Anran to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

Not long after, Song Qi also left after backing up the files.There were only Mi Yingying left in the office, and Xiangyi who unexpectedly hadn't left with this point.

Her work attitude has always been: come in late and leave late.

"I want to talk to you about something." Facing Xiangyi's back, Mi Yingying took the initiative to speak.

"I'm sorry, I was the one who blamed the Deputy Prime Minister earlier."

(End of this chapter)