Is it okay to not do anything after rebirth?

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Zhiming was a little bit dumbfounded. If Li Songyan hadn't exposed the old man's tricks, he would have been moved by Mr. Yang's feeling of remembering the past, and he was brought into his past era with just a few words.

I also thought about it in time. Mr. Yang's arm was inflamed and suppurated from a gunshot wound. When the pain was unbearable, he could only get himself drunk with wine.

That scene, no matter how you think about it, you feel that this person's life is indeed full of passion. What's more, he feels that most of these old soldiers who have been through life and death have a wild aura of taking life and death lightly and doing whatever they want. He respects them very much for their military life. .

The old man didn't feel embarrassed. He raised his hand and drank the wine in his hand. Then he picked up the fan that Li Songyan had just brought for him. He narrowed his eyes, opened and folded it repeatedly, and said to Zhiming:

"This fan was asked by an old man to give to you. There are a few words written by him on it. It is a message to you. Take a look at it yourself."

This was to Na Zhiming's surprise. He took it and saw that it was a paper folding fan with Xiangfei bamboo ribs and a white background paper.

On the front of the fan is a painting, which shows a stone with a few grasses next to it. A cat is squatting there, with a mouse pressed under its paws.

In turn, there are only two words on the fan:

Good cat.

Of course, Na Zhiming understood it immediately, because he remembered an old man once said that it doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat.

He closed the folding fan, placed it in front of himself, and muttered:

"Grandpa Yang, please help me say hello to him, thank him for the fan, and please tell him. I understand what he means, and I will definitely do this."

Mr. Yang nodded, but did not reply. He stood up with a smile, turned around and left the restaurant, humming as he walked:

"Crossing the forest, crossing the snowfield..."

However, although the voices that reached the ears of Zhiming and the others were good, they were toneless and extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

Na Zhiming couldn't help but look horrified. Fortunately, the old man didn't sing in front of him just now. Otherwise, he might not be able to control himself and turn around and run away. Otherwise, his facial expression would cause convulsions if he wasn't careful.

When the old man's voice faded away, the three of them looked at each other and looked at the expressions of Zhao Aimin and Na Zhiming. On the contrary, Li Songyan could relax a little and burst into laughter.

Zhao Aimin pinched his face exaggeratedly, moved his facial muscles, and said carefully:

"The old man should go back to the house, otherwise my face will become a blank slate, which will make me tired."

Then Zhiming gave Li Songyan a piece of food with chopsticks and said:

"Sister Songyan, eat some vegetables and gain weight quickly, otherwise the old man will still worry about you."

Zhao Aimin defined this guy’s behavior:

Falsehood.

The reason why Na Zhiming returned to Yanjing this time was because the planning changes of the building were approved by the municipal planning department. Wang Yuefu, along with two well-known British designers and their design team, are already waiting in Yanjing.

Na Zhiming has a strong passion for the design building of this headquarters. He wants to add his vision and personal style that are thirty years ahead of his time, so that this building can carry the subsequent glory of his group company.

The next day, Wang Yiyuan, Wang Yuefu, and other company employees, plus the designer team, held a meeting in the hotel's conference room.

An hour later, Na Zhiming looked at the two designers opposite with some depression, with the two English letters "sb" wandering around in his eyes.

The names of these two designers are also very strange, they are Samuel Samuel and Bryant Bryant, which made Na Zhiming cover his face and laugh or cry.

Because in the previous hour or so, after the two designers learned that Na Zhiming was the disciple of the most awesome Feng Shui master in Xiangjiang, when they explained their plans to Na Zhiming, they couldn’t listen to the words from Na Zhiming at all. There was a hint of doubt in his mouth.

It can be said that they basically did not speak properly, and even regarded Zhiming's normal inquiry as an ignorant person challenging authority with superstition.

Since all the exchanges this time were translated by Wang Yuefu, Na Zhiming never spoke English to them.

Those two designers may have been spoiled by other owners in the past. Even after Wang Yuefu introduced this young gentleman as the owner's most powerful person, they still said to Wang Yuefu with a disdainful tone. :

"I don't care what his status is, in this field, we are the authority.

You tell this little guy that if he wants to build a modern building, he shouldn't cause trouble for us with his foolish ways. "

After Wang Yuefu listened, the expression on her face was extremely exciting. Of course he knew what the English proficiency of this little pervert Na Zhiming was.

He was puzzled, and he didn't know why, that Zhiming's English level was actually better than that of him who studied in the UK. He just didn't say it on this occasion.

However, he had already received instructions from Na Zhiming to let their professional talents do professional things.

And from his personal point of view, it is estimated that Zhiming would not be born with this aspect of construction, right?

This is not something that you can solve with strong intuition or some special skills. Those designers have spent more than ten or twenty years studying hard and putting in a lot of effort in training and cultivating professional knowledge. The so-called skills That's what specialization is all about.

That's why he didn't immediately counterattack when these two guys showed their arrogant attitude towards Na Zhiming.

Unfortunately, he still misunderstood Na Zhiming's current state. It was not just a matter of his strong intuition.

Given his level, given him a decent underlying computing team, he could design the building himself.

However, this guy was able to build his career to the scale it later became, but he would not want to be like Zhuge Liang, who had to do everything by hand and die.

If you want to make things big, you must be a person who grasps the direction, just like the Taizu of the Song Dynasty, who conquered the world with force but never went to the battlefield.

However, there are always legends in the world that he specializes in commanding the overall situation and controlling large-scale battles. Some even characterize him as a military master, which is considered a strange thing.

Then Zhiming asked Wang Yuefu to let the "s·b" pair put the picture of their appearance design on the projection.

He stood up, took the pointer-like thing, pointed at the appearance of the building in the picture, and spoke to the "s·b" pair in an extremely standard London accent.