"Hello, what do you need? What is your apartment type?"

On this day, the customer service mechanically sent a pop-up window as usual, waiting for the other party's response.

One second, two seconds...

"100 acres."

Oh, 100 square meters, the customer service was about to transfer the designer's chat, but suddenly stopped, wiped his eyes, and saw that the message sent by the other party was indeed 100 acres!

"Fuck, it's time to do something big!!"

The sound of the keyboard clacking, "Dear, are you sure it's 100 acres? We will transfer you to a professional designer! Don't worry!"

"Our design company is professional and at the forefront of the industry! Can you assign Master Shen Wenwen to you? Master Shen Wenwen has been deeply involved in the industry for decades and has won major awards! He is a top master in the industry!"

"Yes."

Sent with two simple words, Song Jiang looked at the WeChat and phone number that the other party quickly pushed over. As soon as he added it, the other party answered it in seconds!

The avatar is the designer of the person, and the message is "Are you planning to build a villa or use it for other purposes?"

"I plan to build a factory, the land is 100 acres, and the budget is 20 million."

20 million?

Shen Wenwen frowned slightly. For 100 acres of land, this budget is a bit tight. "If it is a rough building, it is more than enough. But if the soft decoration fee is included, some buildings may be more primitive."

"Then focus on the construction part first, I'm not in a hurry."

"Okay, give me an address. I plan to go there to inspect it in three days. Do you have any needs?"

"My needs..."

...

Three days later, Shen Wenwen was followed by his assistant with a suitcase.

"Hello, hello, Master Shen, right!"

The crisp voice greeted a young man, and Song Jiang smiled and took them to the rental land.

"This piece of land is our company's land. It is more primitive, so I want to ask the designer how to design it better."

Ask professionals about professional matters, this is Song Jiang's principle!

Shen Wenwen naturally would not give his clients face. He carefully observed the barren land, including the large trees on the ground that needed people to hug them.

It was a bit troublesome. These trees had to be moved.

"Master?" Song Jiang stood beside him. Shen Wenwen glanced around and came back to his senses. "Tell me what style you want first, or what requirements do you have?"

"I want a canteen, dormitory building, cinema, gym, swimming pool, office building..." The endless words came out of his mouth. This was a scene that had been imagined long ago.

Shen Wenwen's mouth was twitching when he heard it.

"The factory builds a cinema and gym?"

"Yes!"

"Your requirements cannot be met."

He spoke neatly without any pause. "If you want to build a small home cinema, the cost is about 200,000. If it is larger, the cost will be higher. In addition, the equipment in the gym..." He neatly took out a palm-sized notebook from his pocket and began to calculate the cost.

In just a few minutes, he wrote a string of numbers at the end.

Then he tore it off and handed it to Song Jiang.

These entertainment facilities alone may cost millions of dollars.

For the factory, the existence of these equipment is not worth mentioning.

"It is better to use the 20 million funds first for the expenditure of the factory, dormitories and canteens." Shen Wenwen advised seriously, and a drop of cold sweat slid down the forehead of the assistant next to him.

Knowing that his teacher's bad habits have come back, he likes to admonish customers, because this problem has been complained many times. It is said that the one who pays is the boss, how can you give orders to the boss?

"Okay, I listen to you!"

Ah?

The assistant looked at the young man in disbelief.

So easy to talk?

At this time, Song Jiang also made a request: "I hope that the factory will consider the comfort of employees as much as possible, have a matching rest room, and have good ventilation equipment, as wide as possible!"

"If possible, I hope to set up a moving line similar to forklift equipment."

"No problem." Shen Wenwen listened very seriously, wrote down the requirements on paper, and simply closed the notebook.

"The budget is about 5 million, is it acceptable?"

The expenditure on the factory alone accounts for 1/4 of the total budget!

Song Jiang nodded very straightforwardly: "Yes! I want to ensure that the construction of a single building is good enough! The same goes for the construction of other buildings later. If there is not enough money, I would rather not build it! It's better to just fool around!"

This won Shen Wenwen's approval, "Okay, do you have any other requirements?"

He thought for a while, "For the dormitory building, the room type is temporarily set as double rooms. Let's build 7 floors first. I hope to design one floor as a gym." Shen Wenwen subconsciously raised his head, and before he spoke, he heard "I don't mind spending money casually on this."

"Then the scale of the cafeteria, let's calculate it based on thousands of people first."

After the voice fell, Song Jiang smiled and said, "I'm waiting for more workers."

"..."Shen Wenwen did not answer, but just glanced at the employees around him, and estimated that they did not reach hundreds.

How easy is it to reach thousands?

This time he did not speak, but wrote down the request.

In the future, he might have a chance to come back and see his work.

I just don’t know if the factory will close down by then?

As the designer began to rush to draw the draft and contact the construction company, Song Jiang returned to the office after making his request. As soon as he sat down, someone called in.

"Hello?" A hoarse female voice came from the other side, and Song Jiang was stunned for a moment, "Ma Rou?"

"It's me."

The woman in another country, with her face smoked to carbon, looked at the burning warehouse.

"How do you calculate the unit price of your goods? I'll compensate you."

"What's wrong?" Song Jiang slowed down his tone.

"Huh - I'm not lucky, I was tricked by some little guys. Anyway, your batch of goods sold well." Ma Rou suppressed her anger and said, "I will transfer the money from the sale later and continue to cooperate in the future."

"The money is not urgent, tell me what happened first."

She took a deep breath and briefly told the story.

It's nothing more than that foreign lawless lunatics are rampant, and local merchants who also sell mattresses are dissatisfied with Ma Rou's market share, so they came at night and burned down the warehouse.

Now, a full 300 sets of inventory have been destroyed.

It has to be said that the loss is heavy, and this is a hard loss. I really have to remind myself in the future. Although she has called the police to investigate the surveillance, according to her estimation, the result will not be much better!

"Damn it! Fucking foreign countries!!"

This time, Ma Rou controlled her emotions. She never vented too much emotion on her partners.

"What's the unit price on your side?"

"I said before that I'll give you these goods."

"That's different." Her tone softened, as if she remembered the bet not long ago, but as a businessman, she knew clearly that interests were the way to connect the two.

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