Her Sniper

It's nearly ten o'clock. There are not many cars on the road.

Those who should go to work and school have already arrived at the company and school. Only a few pedestrians and vehicles pass by. The car drives smoothly.

Wen Shishi looked out of the window, feeling as if she was separated from the world.

"What are you thinking?" Mr. sniper held the steering wheel with one hand, reached over with the other and gave her a slight scratch on her nose.

Wen Shishi frowned and patted away his troubled hand: "I was just thinking, Dylan's work efficiency is so high, you have to give him a raise." Mr.

sniper laughed, "yes, you are the boss. You has the final say."

Wen Shishi looked back and his eyes fell on his face: "these photos are not so easy to find. Dylan can find them all in one night. It's not worth adding?"

"It's not difficult," Mr. sniper said. "There are no airtight walls in the world, and sun Sijing's men are not fuel-efficient lamps. Either give me some money or use some means. It doesn't waste much time. "

"But It's not easy to find these people and persuade them. "

Mr. sniper laughed and shook his head regretfully: "poetry, you really don't understand human nature."

"What?"

"People die for money, birds die for food. As long as one of them is found and 100000 US dollars is remitted to his account, other people will naturally come to him. They don't have to worry about it at all."

Some of Wen's poems are silent.

"So it's money?"

Mr sniper does not deny: "money can do a lot of things."

Wen Shishi tut tut: "yes, if I had the money to operate on my uncle at the beginning, maybe we would have stopped suddenly..."

"It's impossible to stop suddenly," Mr. sniper said. "Your life should belong to me. It's just a different way and a different starting point."

"Are you so confident? Think I will fall in love with you? "

Mr. sniper reached out and rubbed her hair: "of course, you can only be mine."

Wen Shishi frowned and dodged, rearranging her hair in the rearview mirror, "where are we going now?"

"The company."

"Ah?" Wen Shishi was surprised: "go to the company again?"

"Well," Mr. sniper said, "when you lived in Wen's house, didn't you read some books about landscape design, just to test your learning achievement."

After arriving at the company, Wen Shishi knew what his "test" was.

A piece of A3 drawing, spread out, four corners are pressed by Paperweight, spread out on the desktop of the conference room.

"This is..."

"Your mother's design, the one stolen by Wimbledon," Mr. sniper added, "the manuscript."

Wen Shi was shocked.

"Originally, the organizer would not take out the original manuscript, but would seal it up as a file, and all the versions released were reprinted by someone. But the person in charge of this award has a good personal relationship with me. I promised him some small conditions and changed this picture back. "

Wen Shishi almost can't wait to rush over.

I have seen every corner carefully.

This is what mom left behind She almost thought she would never see it in her life

Unfortunately, all the drawings were drawn in the same font and format. Although they were manuscripts, there was no way to see my mother's own words.

“…… I've seen this picture. The design concept is very advanced, and the design idea is light and extravagant. The main consumers are white-collar and above. Poetry, with such vision and ability, your mother's life in the past should not be too tight. "

Wen Shishi didn't understand: "you mean..."

"It's undeniable that your mother's talent is outstanding. She has improved her life and her family's life by drawing in her college days. I have investigated that the H city library was designed by your mother. She sold the drawings to the library and got a lot of commission. And this is just one of them. I believe that with her talent, there must be other works. Similarly, there will be more income. These incomes made her rich in her college days, and she has seen some of the world. This garden style apartment should be designed for her future in her ideal

Mr. sniper looked her in the eyes and whispered, "since she is so confident in her future income, why are your uncles so short of money after her death?"

Wen's poems wake up like a dream.

Yes.

The first time she saw the news about the winning of this drawing, she was a little confused.

The sun family is not a family of great wealth. As we all know, learning design is a very expensive subject. The apartment designed by her mother is also obviously aimed at people who have more purchasing power. How can a girl from the bottom of her family have such unrealistic ideas?Unless she can see her future.

"Your mother's money," Mr. sniper said with a pause, "I guess there are two possibilities. One is cheated by Wen BoChang and taken abroad to spend together, and the other is -- "

" she left it to you. "

Wen Shishi shook her head weakly: "but I haven't seen her. When my uncles arrived, the doctor announced her death."

Mr. sniper said: "your mother is a very smart woman. Although she was cheated by Wen BoChang, it can only be said that she was not well behaved. She sacrificed everything, including her own life, but I'm sure she was already making plans when she knew you existed. Shi Shi, when my friend handed me this drawing, he told me a secret about it - "

Wen Shishi held his breath in an instant.

"If all the key points of this building are connected, it will form an interesting figure."

With that, the slide projector behind him is turned on, and the white light beam shines on the curtain, showing the three-dimensional model of a building.

Wen Shishi recognized that this model should have been designed by her mother. Professionals have drawn the plan into a three-dimensional effect, which can clearly see the structure and appearance of the whole building.

Mr. sniper, with the remote control in his hand, pressed a button.

The focus points are marked by red light spots, and then gradually emit rays, which merge with other rays in the air, and finally converge into a Chinese character -

home.

“…… My friend is a foreigner. He can't understand the meaning of this shape, so he asked me this question when he gave me the drawing again. " Mr. sniper took Wen Shishi's hand and whispered, "I told him the answer."

Wen's tears have burst out of his eyes.

Home

What is mom telling herself?

"The sun family." "It's where she used to live, where you grew up," Mr. sniper said. Shishi, she should have something for you. She put it in a corner of the house. "