I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 109: Being stoic is a lie
In the morning, inside the Ziyuan No. [-] villa area.

Zhang Yang met this female designer named Lin Jingmin.

As her name suggests, this woman, whose title is the design director of Yushu Design Company, looks very intellectual and beautiful, and she looks very professional, with a temperament that is unique to a designer.

When she saw Zhang Yang, she took the initiative to extend her slender, white hands.

"Hello Mr. Zhang, my name is Lin Jingmin. I just heard that the king of the building was sold, and I was thinking of recommending myself. I didn't expect to see you today."

Lin Jingmin smiled confidently and calmly.

"Hello, you said you have a few works here. Is it convenient to see them?" Zhang Yang asked directly.

"Yes, yes, there is one that I am renovating and it is almost completed." Lin Jingmin looked at Zhang Yang and asked, "How about I take you there now?"

"Okay." Zhang Yang nodded.

The two walked in the villa area and came to a townhouse.

"This house is a modern light luxury house. The owners are a family of five. The actual usable area is 450 square meters, and the total budget is within 400 million." Lin Jingmin introduced as she walked.

Zhang Yang listened silently.

Within 400 million?
Is his understanding biased, or is he habitually preconceived?

COFCO Seaview No. 1000 has a usable area of ​​less than [-] square meters. It is said that more than [-] million yuan was spent on decoration, with a budget of tens of thousands per square meter.

Although the Cuihu Tiandi apartment is only a few dozen square meters, more than 200 million yuan was spent on decoration, and the budget was only [-] yuan per square meter.

How come the house in front of me is 450 square meters, but the budget is only less than 400 million?
Is it possible?
Although he had doubts in his heart, he did not show it. Instead, he followed Lin Jingmin and walked in to see the decoration effect of this townhouse.

Although I was already mentally prepared.

But when Zhang Yang actually saw the effect, he was quite surprised.

A rockery fish pond and vegetation were built in the small yard. When you walk into the home, you will find a light and luxurious decoration with a five-step Italian arc staircase. The entire house is decorated with a large area of ​​dark wood veneer, matched with natural marble and bright colors. Face rock slab.

“All the soft and hard furnishings in the house are from top brands. You can see the quality.”

Lin Jingmin was very pragmatic. She didn't talk about the decoration concept or decoration style. Instead, she told Zhang Yang straightforwardly how the area, with a budget of less than 400 million, would turn out, and what brand of materials would be used.

It’s full of useful information, at least it sounds like it’s worth the money.

"Well, it's pretty good." Zhang Yang said a few words politely.

Decorating 400 square meters within 450 million yuan, naturally there won’t be any too luxurious brands, such as kitchen appliances and bathroom products that easily cost hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands. However, as Lin Jingmin said, they are all first-tier brands, and they are all considered top-notch brands. This product is made of very particular materials.

As for any more, there will be none.

While Lin Jingmin was introducing, she kept observing Zhang Yang's expression, trying to dig out some useful information.

But let her down.

The handsome owner only looked at it from beginning to end, his expression was very calm, and he had no other reaction at all.

"Mr. Zhang, what are your thoughts on the decoration style?" she asked with a smile.

"I don't have any ideas, as long as the effect is good." Zhang Yang said casually.

"Then you think... are you satisfied with my design and the effect of this set?" Lin Jingmin asked more directly.

Zhang Yang smiled, said nothing, and walked out the door first.

Lin Jingmin was stunned for a second behind her, and then followed closely, but her expression remained confident.

Zhang Yang did not leave, he was still standing outside the door.

"By the way, do you have any cases with a higher budget? Your building is good, but... it's a bit lacking? Do you understand?"

Lin Jingmin, who was standing next to Zhang Yang, was thinking about her words and how to further promote the order. She was stunned when she heard the words.

"This is probably the budget. What is your budget?" She asked tentatively, "How about we go to your villa first?"

It is not easy to promote orders by talking in vain, but if you are immersed in the owner's villa and explain it, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

"Okay, then go to my villa and have a look." Zhang Yang nodded.

After a while, Zhang Yang and Lin Jingmin came to his single-family villa together.

The practical space of [-] square meters is large enough.

Lin Jingmin stood beside Zhang Yang and explained her ideas and ideas immersively.

"Mr. Zhang, you can make a rockery in the garden and even equip it with a pavilion."

"In terms of color at home, you can use dark brown, which is warmer than black, white and gray, and more advanced than cream."

"You can make a video room or a gym in the basement. Seeing that you are in such good shape, you must have the habit of working out, right?"

She tried her best to describe a beautiful idea to Zhang Yang.

However, Zhang Yang was still a little unmoved. The reason was that she simply couldn't figure out Zhang Yang's needs and positioning.

"Ms. Lin, that's it. The renovation budget for my building is 500 million. Just saying it won't work, but you don't have any case that can be used as a reference for comparison, so let me..."

Zhang Yang said with a hint of regret.

"You...wait? Fifteen million?" Lin Jingmin's face, which had always been quite confident and cold, suddenly lost its composure.

"Yeah, I'd better take a look at the others." Zhang Yang said.

If nothing else, if he is asked to choose this company, at least let him see its strength, right?How to show strength?It has to be at least a similar case, right?

He looked out the door, wanting to leave first.

Suddenly, Lin Jingmin felt quite anxious.

"Mr. Zhang, please wait, give me another chance." She took a step forward and hugged Zhang Yang's arm without caring about anything else.

If she had been unable to get the order before, she would be anxious. Although she was anxious, she would not be so uneasy. At least she would still have the patience to deal with customers.

But in front of me, there is a list of 500 million!Throw it out, which decoration company wouldn't rush for it?

How dare she pull?
"No, don't do it." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, if you give me a chance to produce renderings, I won't let you down!" Lin Jingmin's face was filled with eagerness.

"Okay, I didn't say I wouldn't give you this opportunity." Zhang Yang smiled.

"No, I mean, you...don't be in a hurry..." Lin Jingmin said a little embarrassed.

Zhang Yang understood, this was telling him not to look at other families first.

"I don't have much time to waste when I come back this time." Zhang Yang said in a deep voice.

"Soon, Mr. Zhang." Lin Jingmin noticed that she seemed to be holding Mr. Zhang's arm too tightly, and her chest was pinched. She immediately let go quietly with a blushing face.

Considering Lin Jingmin was so sincere, Zhang Yang finally nodded in agreement.

Lin Jingmin walked out of the villa first and waited. He walked around the villa again.

When leaving the villa, he seemed to hear someone talking at the door.

"Jingmin, why did you confiscate the gift I gave you last time and then return it?"

It's a man's voice.

Zhang Yang walked out and happened to see a figure standing in front of Lin Jingmin saying something in front of the door.

Looking from a distance, it seems a bit familiar.Walking forward, Zhang Yang recognized him immediately.

Isn't this Meng Baihan's brother?
He still vaguely remembered that Meng Baihan's brother's name seemed to be Meng Mingfeng?
"Mr. Zhang." When Lin Jingmin saw Zhang Yang coming over, she didn't even bother talking to Meng Mingfeng. Her attention was all on Zhang Yang.

Meng Mingfeng was stunned and recognized Zhang Yang.

He looked at Zhang Yang and then at Lin Jingmin, looking a little confused.

"Mr. Zhang, I just met a friend of mine and had a brief chat." Lin Jingmin explained, "Mr. Zhang, can I take you out with me?"

"No, you guys can chat. I'll go back by myself." Zhang Yang said as he walked out.

"Mr. Zhang, I'd better see you off." Lin Jingmin jogged to catch up with Zhang Yang.

On the spot, Meng Mingfeng stared blankly at the two people's retreating figures. He hesitated to speak, but said nothing.

On the way to pick up the car, Zhang Yang and Lin Jingmin chatted for a few words.

"That guy just now seems to be chasing you? You haven't asked for the gift yet?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"He... I'm actually a very slow person. I said I just wanted to be friends for the time being, but he didn't think so. He was too impatient." Lin Jingmin shook her head gently. "The more he behaves like this, the more repulsive I feel."

"Slow heat?" Zhang Yang blinked.

"What? Mr. Zhang doesn't believe that I'm slow to warm up?" Lin Jingmin looked at Zhang Yang and asked.

"Trust me, I just suddenly thought of something." Zhang Yang said with a smile, "It is said that girls are slow to warm up, but in fact, most of them don't have feelings for each other. If it were another person, maybe they would still be passionate."

"That seems to be true." Lin Jingmin blinked lightly, "If Mr. Zhang asks me out like this, I definitely won't do it."

Zhang Yang stopped, and so did Lin Jingmin.

The two looked at each other.

Zhang Yang looked at this stoic face and was suddenly curious about how passionate she was.

"How about having dinner together tonight?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang." Lin Jingmin smiled brightly, and her coolness disappeared completely in an instant.

Outside the villa area, Zhang Yang got on the Cayenne and left first.

Lin Jingmin turned around and faced Meng Mingfeng in a hurry.

"Jingmin, that person just now..."

Of course he knew that was his sister's classmate, but he was concerned about another thing now.

"I'm a client." Lin Jingmin's expression returned to calm.

"Customer?" Meng Mingfeng muttered to himself.

"Yes, isn't that single-family house sold? Mr. Zhang is the owner of that single-family house." Lin Jingmin replied, then a little confused, "Why do you ask this? Your decoration company can't accept such an order at all, right? ?”

"Yes, I can't answer it." Meng Mingfeng's face was hot.

It was not this order that he felt embarrassed and regretful about. After all, with the strength of his company, such an order was out of the question.

What makes him embarrassed is that he is not very discerning and still pretends to be in front of others.

"Do you know what their budget is?" Lin Jingmin continued.

"Ah? How much?" Meng Mingfeng raised his head after realizing it. "millions?"

"How many more millions? Fifteen million!" Lin Jingmin said with a chuckle.

"What! Fifteen million?" Meng Mingfeng looked at Lin Jingmin blankly, "Have you won this order?"

He also does decoration, so he knows how much Lin Jingmin can earn if he wins such a job.

Commissions, rebates, everything adds up, and you can buy a house.

"Not yet, okay, I'm leaving first." Lin Jingmin chatted with Meng Mingfeng for a few words, but her thoughts were not here at all.

She also planned to go back to the company early to hand over the job, and then go back to put on makeup early for dinner in the evening.

"Wait." Meng Mingfeng quickly called out to Lin Jingmin, "Jingmin, are you free tonight? I...I want to treat you to dinner tonight."

"No need." Lin Jingmin waved her hand gently and left without looking back.

·
In the afternoon, Zhang Yang returned to his empty home alone.

Zhang Zhaohai and his wife are still in the store. They are busy at noon and it is evening immediately. They have no time to go home and rest. They are taking a break in the store now.

Zhang Yang lay on the bed, took a short break, and took out his mobile phone.

In the mobile phone group of high school classmates, one after another people posted photos of the school anniversary.

"I went to sign in today and met Lao Qin, the head teacher of our class."

"Do you recognize you?"

"It's a pity, not really. By the way, I also saw Teacher Meng."

Zhang Yang was slightly confused, Teacher Meng?

Why doesn't he remember that there was a teacher Meng in high school?

Later, after looking at the messages in the group, I realized that this was Meng Baihan who stayed at the school to teach after graduation.

After a while, a photo appeared in the group.

Zhang Yang opened it curiously and took a look. It turned out to be a photo of Meng Baihan giving a speech on stage.

She was wearing a decent long dress, her long hair was flowing, and she was very elegant. In the photo, the students and teachers in the audience all raised their heads and watched intently.

"Teacher Xiao Meng is highly discussed on Tieba. Everyone says she is the most beautiful teacher in our school."

"Where's Teacher Xiao Meng? Teacher Xiao Meng, please give me your opinion."

There was a lot of discussion in the group.

However, Meng Baihan never showed up, so he might have classes at this time.

Zhang Yang watched them discuss for a while, and the discussion gradually subsided. After all, not everyone is like him, who does not have to work and has a lot of leisure time every day.

"Why don't you go to school in the afternoon?"

He also did it on a whim. After all, he had never returned to his alma mater even once after graduating for many years. This time he simply went back to join in the fun.

There's no need to sign in or anything like that. He doesn't think he's an outstanding graduate. This time, he just wanted to walk around and reminisce about his student days.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yang left home and drove straight to his former high school alma mater.

Outside the alma mater, people were coming and going, and it was very lively.

Zhang Yang found a place to park his car and walked in casually.

Walking in his old alma mater, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel emotional when he looked at the juniors and girls in school uniforms and their young faces.

Time flies, and standing here again after so many years, it feels like time is intertwined.

"Are you a graduating senior? Sign in here." Not far away, a young high school girl looked over and waved from a distance.

(End of this chapter)