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Chapter 294 Small Western-style Building

In the end, under Fatty's strength, Wuxie gave in and built a two-story Western-style building with Chinese elements.

First go to the village to inquire about the foreman who built the house, and then Wuxie is responsible for drawing the design drawings of the house.

The foreman is bald and very kind. The small foreign-style house was a big project, with more than twenty workers arranged. The masonry, cement, and wood to build the house were all solved by the foreman contacting acquaintances.

The drawings were given to Wuxie. Fatty had arranged this, saying that since he was studying this major, he should make full use of it.

"I major in architecture, but my drawings may not be very good. What if I submit them to the foreman and get laughed at?"

Fatty: "You're afraid of nothing, not even rice dumplings. Are you afraid of this bald man joke? If you don't want to be embarrassed, just draw better."

It took two days of repeated revisions before it was finally finalized.

When Wuxie showed him the drawing, the foreman was a little embarrassed: "Well, I'm the contractor in the village. Your drawing is too complicated. Make it simpler, otherwise you won't understand."

"okay."

I revised and revised it, discussed it with the foreman for a long time, and finally decided it. Wuxie took a picture of the drawing and showed it to Fatty. Fatty called directly: "What are you drawing? Did you learn simple drawings when you were in college?"

Wuxie said with some pride: "My original drawing was too formal, but the foreman said he couldn't understand it, so he asked me to change it to a simplified version."

The fat man asked him dubiously: "Really?"

"Can I still lie to you? Don't worry, the foreman said that it can be roughly completed in half a year at the latest. If there are any problems then, we will make changes. Do you want to be a supervisor? What if we are not here to cut corners? "

The fat man was not very happy: "I still want to accompany Yuncai... Why don't you become a supervisor? I just announced that Jinpen had washed his hands and went home to farm. Maybe I can let you go by barking."

"Let go? Are you dreaming? Although they won't kill me now, it won't be long. They are anxious to find the next person who can absorb pheromones, and they will definitely try their best to lure me to find it. Anyway, you are idle when you are idle. , come and take a look.”

The fat man hesitated for a long time and kept sighing: "Fat Master, where did I go to live? A fellow countryman's house? It's not appropriate..."

This is a problem. When you first arrive in a village, staying at the village chief's house for a day or two is fine, but not for half a year.

Wuxie said: "This way, if you live in the town, you don't have to keep an eye on it every day. You can just come and check on the progress from time to time."

No problem this time, Fatty took it.

As soon as I hung up the phone, I received a text message from the blind man, which contained a picture of a girl.

Blind Man: The puppy love object called Good Brother.

The girl is quite beautiful, petite and petite. The picture taken was of the two of them walking in a shopping mall.

Wuxie sent a message to the blind man, asking him to pay attention to his girlfriend's preferences.

Blind man: What? Don’t like Dumb Zhang’s version? Do you want the master to find a pretty girl for you?

What a coincidence. I don't know when the little brother came over and was standing behind me.

Wuxie handed the text message on her mobile phone to him and said, "I think you can discuss with him."

The little brother glanced at the content of the message and nodded solemnly.

He smiled innocently, and then cruelly told the blind man that the little brother had seen it.

The blind man immediately made several calls, but no one answered any of them.

"It's so miserable... Master Hua'er! I might die."

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