Who hasn't loved a few scumbags

"Let the professionals tell you how amazing the mysterious No. [-] male god is in China's construction industry." Because someone asked on Zhihu, "Is the architectural god who is very popular on Weibo really that powerful?", so many architects and engineers who had been lurking in Zhihu all heard the news and came out.

This is roughly what the most popular answer says.

[Some people say that the No. [-] male god does not exist, and they are all fake figures created by public relations wages. I find it a little funny.Comparing the information that broke out on the Internet, anyone in the industry who can get in touch with big projects must recognize him.However, in view of the need to protect personal privacy, I will not name anyone here, everyone who knows knows it.

The purpose of answering this question this time is purely to vent the negative emotions that have accumulated for several years under his all-round crushing as a colleague of the same age.

Before I talk about it, I would like to say something about the water in our industry.There is an unwritten hidden rule in China's architectural design industry, which is tacitly understood by everyone.Talk about annual salary after eight years of work after graduation.That is to say, the highly talented students who came out of the 985,211 Department of Architecture in five years are only painters, not architects before the age of 30. OK, not to mention those buddies and sisters who are almost thirty after finishing their masters and Ph.D abroad.Enough to imagine how hard our job is.

Basically, in the first few years after graduation, I worked as a junior in the design institute day and night, doing all kinds of layoffs such as drawing red lines and drawing profiles.Want to host a project yourself?Just a few more years of drawing, boy.

But this master is different from normal people!

He was just a year older than me when he started working when I was in grad school.I went to the bidding meeting with the boss to see and see. He sat in the same row as me and took notes. I thought he was a student, too young.When I graduated from graduate school and entered the design institute, I followed the chief engineer and bidder, and he was already the director of the sub-project designer!After another two years, I waited for the slag to work so hard and finally got the appreciation of the director, and I was able to participate in the design for the first time. Looking at him, he is already the chief engineer of the project!

I'm sure he's definitely invisibly causing a lot of people to get depressed and I'm not the only one.

What's even more depressing is that this guy's first bid for an international large-scale project has beaten VARIO, RIDIS, PRFED and other foreign big-name architectural firms as well as top domestic companies.You must know that in such large-scale projects, domestic companies are basically beaten by foreign countries. (Don't spray, personally think)

I had a question with the dean, why did he get promoted so quickly when we were almost a few years old?

The dean thought for a while and said, "If you can draw a hundred pictures a day and work overtime unconditionally, you can do it for two or three years in a row, probably."

I just fainted, thinking to myself, then I don't want to be promoted, just buy an accident insurance, so that the whole family will be safe after death.Then I noticed the dean said "probably".

"Why is it probably? Could it be that it can't be done after working so hard?"

The old dean looked at me and smiled, understanding that I was a young man who had just graduated from school for three or four years, and didn't scold me for asking such a stupid question.

The dean said: "It's not enough to only draw pictures in our business. The most important thing is design, and as long as it involves design, talent is needed. He is a talent, not just a talent who can bear to draw pictures."

I finally stopped asking and looked for the designs he made. I only have two words in my heart, I am convinced!

Later, there was a research meeting between Party A and Party B. After the meeting, I met him talking with others.I just listened to him freely switching irony in Chinese, English and German, and he said that the other party was ashamed and ashamed to death.But he is still personable, blindingly handsome, super god like he is on the hook.Then I walked shamelessly.

Post a few pictures of the house he made for others. The pictures are all for me. Please don’t name them randomly.

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Finally, I would like to say that the youngest chief engineer in the history of China Construction in the past 20 years is capable of crushing us scumbags, and what is even more heartbreaking is that he is still a handsome guy!In this face-based world, with this, everything else is nothing, okay? 】

As soon as this article came out, netizens spoke one after another:

Heihei's face hurts, is it good to be beaten in the face, do you want to do it a few more times?

I feel so proud of being a cute male god!Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Coach, I want to study architecture!

In this way, in fact, Lu Shunfeng (the hero of Zhumengsheng) has added points to the skill tree of the male god.Huo Andong only picked up a shell, it was like a man silent and a woman crying.

Forget it, let's not build up the dream life, the history of the male god's growth is enough for a novel.

Keyboard shrimps, go home, the instant noodles on your table are ready.

Is it true that male gods don't play Dream Life?that's too regretful.

If anyone from XX city organizes a pilgrimage to the building site designed by the male god, you can contact this Weibo account.Or join the group directly, welcome to the No. 25 male god official fan group 08xxxx[-]!

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Oh, my mother, I even have a fan base.

Lin Kexin mysteriously bumped Chu Wencai's shoulder, and happened to see him apply to join the QQ group called No. [-] Male God Official Fan Group on his mobile phone QQ.

"Oh, I rub it, and I still need to verify it. What is verification?"

"Small sample, I'll do it!" Lin Kexin took Chu Wencai's phone, swiped a few numbers, clicked OK, and passed.

Chu Wencai glanced at Lin Kexin quietly, and raised his middle finger.

Lin Kexin rolled his eyes contemptuously: "We're called spying on the military situation, okay? Anyway, we are also the boss's fans, not to mention we can also be girls, there are so many girls in the group!"

"...You are really hopeless." Chu Wencai was speechless.

"Hey, tell me." Lin Kexin touched Chu Wencai with his knee, turned his head to look at Song Jianian in the tea room, and said, "The boss is obviously the kind of attribute that attracts bees and butterflies, look at this face, look at this figure, Look at the many zeros behind the number on the salary card. I can’t count the number of women who like him. How come I haven’t seen any woman pester him for so many years. I don’t understand, I don’t understand.”

"Maybe there will be true love in the boss's hometown. Just wait for the boss to take root in Shanghai, make a living, and then quickly get married and have children."

"Hey! Boss really wants to buy a house recently, so he won't really want to marry a wife!" Lin Kexin's eyes widened instantly.

Chu Wencai wanted to say something, but Song Jianian approached with coffee, and Lin Kexin hit Chu Wencai to tell him to shut up.

"What are you talking about?" Song Jianian took a sip of coffee, and casually pulled out a magazine from a nearby magazine rack.

"It's not Lin Kexin, I'm looking for a blind date again, tsk tsk, no one is reliable." In order to avenge the previous blow, Chu Wen quickly replied.

"Now there is no market for high-quality young people like me! Only wheat bran is cute. It's too miserable, and no one has sex with me." Lin Kexin lowered his eyelids, showing deep grief.

Song Jianian froze for a moment, thinking of something, hesitantly said: "Why, do you think homosexuals are disgusting?"

"Ah, no, my girlfriend is a rotten girl, I think it's okay." Chu Wencai said.

"If there is a handsome guy who can have sex with me, I am willing too, please let me out of the group!" Lin Kexin raised his hands high in worship, and the next second his upper body lay on the table.

Song Jianian was amused by Lin Kexin, and the uneasiness caused by doubts eased a lot.

At this time, the little brother who delivered the food called, and Lin Kexin ran to pick up the meal rather like a dog.Everyone finishes lunch quickly, walks around the company lobby twice to digest food, and then continues to work.

Although there was indeed a lot of noise on the Internet, few people in the architectural office would be idle at all. When they were busy, they would be busy without touching the ground. Everyone didn't have the time to discuss Song Jianian's gossip.Song Jianian himself is not at ease. The project at Suzhou Airport is in the process of rushing to the late stage, and he still has a few store design projects for the flagship store in the downtown area. He had to do everything himself, lest something might go wrong.

When Song Jianian came back to his senses, it was already 07:30 in the evening.The company has already left work, and the headlights in the large office area have been turned off, leaving only the wall lamps on the corridor walls still on, looking lonely and dim.Song Jianian rubbed the center of his brows, his head hurt a little, he turned his head and looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, the street lights had already been lit on the side of the street, it was warm and yellow.

Turn off the computer, tidy up those files on the desk, and lock them.After picking up his bag and the overcoat hanging on the back of the chair, he was finally ready to leave work.When leaving, he turned off the company's electric gate valve.

GRDT is on the thirteenth floor of the Medepu Building, and there is an elevator to go out, but I didn't expect to see people who work overtime and go home all at once.The two women stood in a corner of the elevator, staring at Song Jianian and whispering, which made Song Jianian feel uncomfortable all over. As soon as he arrived at the first floor, he couldn't wait to get out.

He scolded in his heart for the cheating Internet and Weibo.

After leaving the street, the wind was blowing outside again, Song Jianian couldn't help turning up his collar, and shrunk his face inside to hide from the wind.He silently sighed that if he didn't know how to drive, he would have bought a car a long time ago!Hey, I knew that I should have listened to Ms. Qi's words back then, and had taken the driver's license test early, but now I don't have the time to take the test, so I can only walk back hard.Fortunately, the apartment he rented is not far from the company, so just be patient.

Song Jianian hurried home, didn't eat dinner, just felt chills all over, and wanted to go home and cook immediately!

With ten seconds left before the green light, Song Jianian strode forward like flying, trying to rush through the three-way intersection before the yellow light disappeared.Before he could start running, a big black Mercedes on the side of the road honked wildly at him, and those who didn't know thought he was insane.

Song Jianian ignored it and wanted to leave again. The Mercedes-Benz stopped and opened the rear door.

"Mr. Song!"

Song Jianian stood still and looked at the source of the sound, and saw Wang Shilei, who looked sick and looked weak in a cashmere coat, stood beside the big car with the door open and looked at him, making a few anxious sounds cough.

"Mr. Wang." Song Jianian had no expression on his face, and he didn't even intend to approach him standing where he was.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Song. Cough." Wang Shilei walked towards him, put his right hand on his nose and mouth, and coughed a few more times.

"It's a coincidence. I didn't expect to see you."

"Why don't you, I treat Mr. Song as a friend, you can call me Shitou, and I will also call you Jianian, how about it?"

Song Jianian almost left without turning his head. Your sister was bothering me a few days ago, so you're coming to make friends now. Are you in a hurry?

"Hehe, let me call you Mr. Wang. Where are you going? The wind is so strong, you should hurry back to the car."

"No, no, no, I just want to find you for dinner." Wang Shilei put on an almost weird smile on his pale face.Song Jianian twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm afraid I will disappoint Mr. Wang's kindness. I have something urgent to go home."

Wang Shilei looked regretful: "That's it, it's okay, let's do it next time. Well, how about I take you back, since you are in such a hurry."

"How can I bother you so much? My house is nearby. Just run back." Song Jianian saw the green light turn on again, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Let's talk again." Saying that, Fei generally ran away.

Song Jianian always felt that Wang Shilei was weird and a bit intrusive, and he really didn't want to get in touch with him.