Conformity

Time can dilute everything. After the dog blood incident, the owner of Lanjing didn't come again, and the dispute with Rongjing was hidden in the paper, and the scene returned to the long-lost cleanliness.

On the second day of work, Shao Bowen began to make telephone interviews and visit the owners who took care of his business. Chang Yuan was infected by his busy atmosphere, and racked his brains to think about how to take his career path.

If there is no accident, Shao Bowen will enter the scene soon, and this incident makes Chang Yuan feel a sense of crisis for no reason. He can't just watch Shao Bowen get promoted step by step with his hard work, but he keeps standing still. He doesn't want to look up to Shao Bowen, He's going to stand by this man's side.

Shao Bowen found that for several nights in a row, whenever he wanted to do something, the person next to him was already asleep when he turned around. For a few seconds, he had objections, but he soon felt relieved, and it was a joy to sleep well. This is a blessing, and he goes to bed early and wakes up early, so that he can...

This is an era when learning resources are readily available. Chang Yuan spent several days learning from the Internet, searching for how to be a good supervisor, and the answers are basically the same: be a good person + do things well.He can control his own hands, not to eat and take cards, but how to do a good job in P19, but he still has nowhere to eat.

So his search began to refine, what needs to be paid attention to during the excavation of the foundation pit, how to effectively monitor the surface water, what are the characteristics of the support piles before they fail, etc., he recorded them all, but unless it is a major hidden danger, he will not do it at every turn. Notifications have been sent to other parties.

There is a paradox in vision. It is most difficult for people who look up and look down to see the changes in the other party. If he wants to raise it in the future, he must give the most weighty suggestion.

Huzi went to school unhappily, and went abroad with Xu Huilai.

Before Chang Yuan browsed all the professional forums, he saw a self-recommendation post on the architectural forum called "Sinking Plaza Design".

The design and his supervision are a few times behind in the bidding process. Chang Yuan clicked on this post because the mouse was shaking after using it for a long time. He originally wanted to point to the next two lines of "Party A, General Contractor, Supervisor, Project "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on the Internet, and the mouse suddenly went mad and jumped out of the top one.

There are a few lines of text under the title, but the first thing Chang Yuan sees is the model picture below the text, which is a bridge-like design with two big wings, with a light and flexible skeleton, like a handicraft in front of the rendered high-rise buildings.

Chang Yuan subconsciously scrolled down and was amazed by the screenshots from those angles and the facade. He couldn't explain why, but he liked the feeling of flying in this design. He looked back at the text description and found that it was called "Small Butterfly", the poster said that the source of inspiration is breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

On the fourth line is the name of the designer, Qian Xinyi.

Maybe Chang Yuan is just at this stage of life, and he has a special sympathy for this concept. He was stunned on the spot, and was inspired by the feeling that in an unknown place, a colleague had experienced confusion like him, and then found his direction. There is a vacuum inside, as if I found a similar one.

After Chang Yuan read the reason for posting, the pity in his heart almost overflowed, such a novel concept was killed by the policy.

He left a message below, saying that he likes the original poster's design, and then saved the link.

Zhang Liwei's uncle suddenly became stronger at the beginning of the new year. The speed of digging was increasing day by day, and the muck trucks came in and out. On the first Friday after work after the holiday, Shao Bowen brought Lin Fan to the regular meeting. Identity comes to touch the construction node.

Lin Fan is from a structural background. When he looked at the drawings of the foundation of the design institute, he was so professional that the structural engineers of the Heyi Institute were impressed. He even took him to the side to chat. Their military advisers on the paper always had problems when they saw that they were practicing. To ask for advice.

Lin Fan knew everything, and his technical strength made the structure of the design institute very happy, so he copied the reinforcement diagram of the raft for him on the spot.

Of course Shao Bowen didn't come empty-handed, he had a dozen shopping cards in his pocket, only Chang Yuan didn't have one.

That day Chang Yuan got off work with him, reached out to him in his little Peugeot, and said, "I saw you gave Wang Yue and Zhang Liwei 'New Year's greetings', what about mine?"

Shao Bowen twitched his hand lightly, and said with a smile, "It's a subsidy for the family."

Chang Yuan let out an "oh", and felt that this reason was more irrefutable than acting impartially.

The two went to pick up Huzi from school first, and then went to the hospital to see Chi Mei. She was willing to get out of bed recently, but she followed Chang Zhongshan's pace.

Chang Yuan was still peeping at the door. He didn't want to break the current balance. Although the old sisters in Chimei Community said that he had become a heinous and unfilial son, these accusations made him uncomfortable, but he also understood in his heart. He is no longer willing to wear the high hat of the so-called "filial son".The kindness of parents is more important than Tai Ah, but some people are really not suitable to be parents,

As Shakespeare said, because heaven and earth designed him to be such a person.

Ling Yun hasn't started work yet, so he's off on weekends.

In the past, he usually stayed on the construction site seven days a week, because he didn't work and had nothing to do. Now he suddenly wants these two days of free time. He has passed the period of newcomers in the workplace and has the right to enjoy national statutory holidays.

Shao Bowen originally wanted to take Xie Cheng to the labor market to find stirrup workers. The deep foundation pit of P19 is very large and requires a lot of manpower.

But when Xie Cheng saw that the boss was mobilized by the whole family, he immediately became "sick". He collapsed on the sofa in a distorted manner, smiling and holding his heart together: "I refuse to work overtime, refuse dog food, and I want to play mahjong at home."

Shao Bo heard that he was so knowledgeable, so he didn't force it anymore, and he didn't come to pull it down. He was so happy that he didn't have a light bulb, and turned his official business into a family entertainment.

Since the labor market they frequented was near a subway station where two lines intersected, and the road conditions were often congested due to chaos, the three of them simply abandoned the car and took the subway.

It is said to be a labor market, but in fact there is not even a sign. It is the sidewalk not far from the station where the turf is the baldest. Idle workers come here every morning by convention, sitting on the edge of the curb and watching pedestrians pass by. Or three or five get together to play a game, and if the boss comes over and shouts, they will jump up and sign up. If not, they will sit until the afternoon, and then go home directly.

Phased goals and life plans are phrases that these people don't even think about, but most of the touches in society are written by this group of people, who are tolerant, simple and kind.

It was the first time Chang Yuan came to the recruitment site. At a glance, they were all big brothers of similar skin color and age. The Spring Festival had just passed, and there were especially many idle workers. He poked Shao Bowen and said, "How do you recruit? Shout out? Ask one by one? "

"That's a lot of trouble," Shao Bowen pointed to the space and said, "Wait for me over there."

So Chang Yuan led Hu Zi and stood by the roadside, watching Shao Bowen buy a box of water at the canteen at the entrance of the subway, then asked the boss to borrow a marker pen, came over, took out all the water and put it on the ground, and tore the carton into four pieces. A broken noodle.

One narrow side is for Hu Zi, two are for himself, and the largest side is for Chang Yuan, which is used to pad his buttocks, and the remaining big side is useful for advertising.

Shao Bowen wrote two rows in a hurry: recruiting steel workers, daily salary.

Huzi held his chin with his hands like a flower, and pursed his mouth while watching. He started his study career with Uncle Yuan's homework again. He kind of looked down on his own father.

Shao Bowen raised his head and saw the disgusting little eyes and felt itchy in his heart. He poked Mr. Lu's cheek and said, "Do you have any opinions?"

Hu Zi hid back and murmured: "Father, what you wrote is not good-looking."

"Oh," Shao Bo Wenxin said, "You still hate me for not being able to write your name, and then teased, "Why doesn't it look good?"

Hu Zi seemed to be an authority, and shouted: "There are only words, not even a lace."

Chang Yuan happily drank water and watched the play beside him. Judging from the aesthetics of elementary school students, Shao Bowen lost without any suspense.

Shao Bowen pinched his chubby face amusedly, and told the truth: "Your father doesn't know how to draw lace."

Hu Zi pointed back without looking back: "Uncle Yuan knows, he can draw everything."

This is also one of the reasons why he likes to do homework with Uncle Yuan. Chang Yuan has some stick figure skills, and he can draw a tortoise and rabbit at will.

When Shao Bowen heard it made sense, he immediately went to look at Chang Yuan, handed out the pen, smiled until his eyes became slender, and said narrowly, "Come on, Master Chang, let me draw a lace, it will look better."

Chang Yuan was still laughing one second before he stepped onto the stage the next second. He was speechless for two seconds. Under the expectant or teasing eyes of his father and father, he took the broken cardboard and pen, and kissed the tiger first, but there was no deterrent. He gave Shao Bowen a hard look, meaning to tell him to wait, and then lowered his head.

Huzi was far away from Chang Yuan, a big head blocked half of Shao Bowen's view of the country, he simply didn't look at it, and kept a little mystery for Chang Yuan's lace.

Huzi well inherited his advantage of "praising you if you have nothing to do". Within 2 minutes, he "wowed" in admiration, and then he held up the cardboard in front of Shao Bowen like a dog's leg and showed off: "Dad, you are not cute." ?”

Their kindergarten students have the lowest standard for judging cuteness, that is, no matter what the size is, they must be full first.

Shao Bowen pinched the underside of the cardboard that was being moved around by him shaking his head, and took a look. He first found that there was no lace, and then he thought it was quite cute.

Chang Yuan added a Q version of a villain wearing a hard hat at the bottom left of the word, a five-short fat man in a suit and leather shoes, holding a big horn facing the direction of the word, and drew a drawn line around the word Frame, some roads and houses were added to the remaining open space, and there is a subway station sign behind the villain, which looks quite similar to where he is sitting now.

Shao Bowen admired it for a few more seconds, then suddenly turned to the far side, and said with a soft smile: "Domestic violence, slap in the face, hey, my partner is really talented."

Chang Yuan felt that he was crazy, but he couldn't help laughing too. He still kept the posture of crossing his legs while painting. At this moment, he pointed at Shao Bowen with the tip of his pen and said with a smile, "Brother Yuan specializes in molesting all kinds of things. Do you accept it or not?"

"Submit!" Shao Bowen finished with a smile, and began to "sell paintings".

Together, trivial matters are also stories.

There were quite a lot of people who came to ask questions in the morning. Shao Bowen explained the situation one by one, the construction period, location and remuneration. He offered the market price, but some didn’t mind starting work immediately, and some people felt oily after a few chats with Shao Bowen. No contact information left.

Although it was cold, a lot of water was sent out. They basically gave water to people who came to ask, and it was not easy to take it away anyway. The workers basically stayed all day long, and they would pick up those who gave it for nothing.

Occasionally, people from other teams came to drink water, and Shao Bowen would give it as usual, and then he would talk nonsense. When someone asked the boss's name, he would ask the master what he did.

At noon, they solved their stomach problems in a shopping mall not far away, and bought some small snacks such as rainbow candies and hawthorn slices for Huzi in the supermarket, and then returned to Bald Turf to pick up some snacks in the canteen. After finishing the "bench" and "painting", they set up a street stall.

In the afternoon, there were also constant inquiries, and some contact information was left. In the afternoon, the workers basically did not wait, and left one by one. They were about to go home around two o'clock when a panting voice stopped them.

"Boss... Boss, are you... Are there any shortages here?"

Chang Yuan and Shao Bowen raised their heads and met a slightly embarrassed smile. They agreed that this person looked familiar.

It was they met on the subway on the way home when they went to buy a car and got knocked on their way home, that fellow migrant worker who was embarrassed to sit down.