Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

The architects who defended their rights stayed downstairs in the Architecture Department of Luo University for more than half a month. It was not until the end of the semester that everyone's courses were almost over that Luo University really felt the determination of the opposing team to defend their rights.

The department finally sent people to negotiate. After all, the main responsibility does not lie with Luo University. Everyone is just dissatisfied that Professor Zhao, the instigator of the incident, can still get away with it.

Professor Zhao's iron rice bowl was finally shattered. When the house was mortgaged, he also took away the deposits of several teachers in the department.

Knowing that there is no hope of getting back the money, the old professors complained a lot, but Professor Zhao was already the executor after all, and they were the ones who wanted to invest eagerly at that time, so no matter how big the complaint was, they could only bear it back.

"Have you heard?" Mi Yingying raised her eyebrows when she came in with breakfast.

Jian Anran raised her head subconsciously, "What's wrong?"

Mi Yingying lowered her voice when she turned her head to confirm that the office door was closed tightly, "I heard that Professor Zhao is looking for a job recently."

"Looking for a job?" Jian Anran was a little surprised by this result. After all, she was a senior and respected old professor in the Department of Architecture of the University of Los Angeles, and had rich construction experience. The project has always been soft-handed. How could Professor Zhao suffer from finding a job.

"I heard that I've hit a wall everywhere..." When Mi Yingying put down the breakfast in her hand, the office door behind her suddenly opened, which startled her——

Looking back, she realized it was Wen Siheng, and she patted her chest to calm down.

"What are you talking about?" Wen Siheng curled his lips, and felt that the atmosphere in the office was different as soon as he entered.

"Professor Zhao," Mi Yingying said immediately, "I just said that he was looking for a job recently."

"Although he has a certain amount of seniority and experience, he is the executor after all. The industry is so small, and the design institutes outside will know that something is wrong after checking, so he runs into walls everywhere."

Hearing this, Song Qi seemed to suddenly think of something, "Isn't he usually very popular in the department? Most of the teachers who are similar to him have their own companies, right? No one is willing to help?"

He immediately added, "Could it be that he can't lower his head to beg for help?"

Professor Zhao is usually so proud that he can't wait to lift his chin to the sky. If it is him, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Immediately shaking her head, Mi Yingying immediately denied the guess, "Since the property was seized, the problem of food and clothing has been difficult to solve, so how can I care about my self-esteem?"

"The teacher who was close to him was encouraged by him to join the group together, and everyone lost a lot. Many teachers invested the money they planned to use for retirement."

"Now everyone is full of resentment, how can they help?"

By the way, Mi Yingying complained again about Sui Ziquan and Qiu Yin who came here to bully them. Although they are not at risk of delaying their graduation compared to those seniors who are about to graduate, after all, they are only graduates.

The above are all what Mi Yingying said. Jian Anran was concentrating at the beginning, but gradually lost her attention later on.

It wasn't until the end that I didn't hear what Mi Yingying was saying anymore, and it was only at the end that I realized that Wen Siheng even went back to the small office after listening to the whole gossip.

"Teacher, what's the matter today?" Wen Siheng's actions instantly aroused Mi Yingying's curiosity. He usually doesn't care about such gossip, but today he heard it from beginning to end, and echoed it from time to time. The three of them felt a little surprised.

Song Qi said immediately: "Maybe it's all gossip from the teacher circle, so let's just listen to it."

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"Mr. Wen, you have finally contacted me. Have you considered my proposal yesterday?"

When the call was first connected, the other party's tone was warm and calm, as if things had been developing on the track expected by the other party, without much deviation.

The blinds on the windows of the small office were all pulled up, and the winter sun shone into the cool room. Wen Siheng was facing the window, with the handset of the mobile phone next to his ear.

Leaning his whole body on the table behind him, the other party on the other end of the phone was talking eloquently, and he was on the other end of the phone staring at the tree with half of its leaves outside the window.

It seemed that he was listening carefully to what the other party said, and he echoed it from time to time, but the other party's words couldn't even enter his ears. As the sound from the receiver spread out in the air, he stared out the window in a daze.

When he received the call yesterday, Wen Siheng didn't think too much at first.

But he didn't know that the silence at home gave him more space to think. In one night, countless possibilities were deduced in his brain.

At one time, I thought that I was thinking too much, but it was not until I heard Mi Yingying's words this morning that it was confirmed that Wen Siheng's deduction was not an overstatement.

It's just that the development of the matter suddenly became unexpectedly smooth when it came to him. Everything seemed to revolve around him alone. Wen Siheng instantly felt that there was some driving force behind the scenes.

When he repeatedly confirmed that there was no risk on his side, Wen Siheng felt as if all his achievements were based on the suffering of others.

"You mentioned before that you only have the Royal Architect's qualification certificate, right?"

"Currently, according to the experience of other foreign companies or foreign star firms, their companies only have consulting qualifications."

"Although it appears that the project is joined in the form of consultation, in fact it will all come from your design plan in the end, but in the end you need to find an architect with signing qualifications to make the final decision."

"Professor Zhao's design institute is small and has a large scale. It not only has a construction department, but also a landscape department. We have learned that they have already started talking about the establishment of a structural department and water supply and drainage related departments."

"It's just that you are also aware of what happened later. After the capital chain was broken, the architects of their design institute have gone on strike until now. Such a bad debt bank that is destined not to be able to recover must be very distressed."

"That's why we currently recommend to you that the acquisition of Professor Zhao's Design Institute is the best solution available right now."

"If you have this intention, presumably with the cooperation of many parties, you will be able to complete the acquisition of the design institute in the simplest process."

"Professor Zhao's design institute has rich experience and is qualified to sign for the responsibility. Instead of asking a third party to sign, it is better to leave the dividends to your own people. In this way, Mr. Wen, your current problems can be easily solved."

It turns out that since Professor Zhao's accident, his leaderless design institute has become a hot potato in no time.

After all, it is difficult for an unqualified person to come up with such a sum of money for acquisition, and a qualified person does not need to spend extra energy to acquire an redundant department.

"If it's a funding problem, I reported it to the leader yesterday, and we can provide you with the greatest help possible."