San Fu

In fact, if Uncle Hu knew about this, President Jiang would basically know about it too. After all, he couldn't ignore something that happened to Da Pao, but knowing it and being right in front of him still felt very different.

Jiang Kuo doesn't mind too much that Mr. Jiang knows that he is here too. He can be here to watch the excitement, or give advice from a long distance away, but he minds that Mr. Jiang sees him here with his own eyes. He has never been willing to touch Jiang In general, any business, any project, is fine now. Mr. Jiang saw with his own eyes that he not only came by himself, but also brought people with him. The degree of participation is not shallow at first glance.

And from what it means, Da Mao has completely rebelled, and he even called Director Jiang the casual title, which is very embarrassing.

"When did you come?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's early, I slept in the car." Boss Jiang opened the door to get out of the car, but found that the door was blocked by a motorcycle.

"Go into the house and sleep." Jiang Kuo glanced at the motorcycle and stood still.

Duan Feifei went over and pushed the motorcycle away.

Jiang Kuo looked at the back of Duan Feifan's head, where are you from?

"Shabby house," Mr. Jiang got out of the car, "I'm more comfortable in the car, and Lao Hu sleeps soundly in the house, after all, his son's bed."

"Didn't you call Da Mao just now?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Why did you sleep for a long time again?"

"Where are you interrogating me?" Boss Jiang also looked at him.

Jiang Kuo didn't make a sound.

"I thought you would be back after dinner, but it turned out that lunch was connected with afternoon tea, and Lao Hu called when he got up." Mr. Jiang laughed again, stepped back half a step, and looked him up and down for a while, "I heard that talking Well done? How did you talk about it?"

"Ask whoever told you." Jiang Kuo turned his head.

Mr. Jiang laughed happily, and looked at Duan Feifan who was sitting on the motorcycle with his head down and playing with his mobile phone: "You still drag Duan Feifan while you are absent from class?"

"I asked for leave," Jiang Kuo said, "I have a stomachache."

"He sent you to the hospital?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"En." Jiang Kuo responded.

Mr. Hu made another phone call to someone in the yard, and came out after the call: "Xiao Kuo is awesome today, that classmate of yours..."

Mr. Hu looked around and pointed at Duan Feifan: "Is that the one? It's pretty awesome. Where are the two cars he brought?"

Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows: "Who are the two cars?"

Before Jiang Kuo could answer, President Jiang yelled over there: "Duan Feifan!"

"Hey!" Duan Feifei raised his head in response, put the phone back in his pocket, and ran over, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Hu."

"Are you still bringing someone?" Mr. Jiang was very interested, "Where is the person?"

"What's next," Duan Feifei smiled, "Da Pao is with them, and it's probably about here."

"Where did you call him?" Mr. Jiang asked, "Why do you still want to bring someone here?"

"Only the people in our market," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "I've known people since I was a child, and I don't know the place here in the village. It's just me and Jiang Kuo coming here, I'm afraid it's not safe."

"Well," President Jiang nodded, "That's what it means."

Just as he was talking, Da Pao came back with two carts of bread men.

Although he didn't want his father and Mr. Jiang to know about it, the root cause was completely different from Jiang Kuo's, so when he really saw his own father standing at the gate of the yard, he still raised his head proudly.

"Dad! Mr. Jiang! Why are you here!" He beckoned, "Brothers, go to the courtyard and rest!"

The people from the market gang got out of the car with a huff, greeted the two fathers very lively, and then rushed into the yard.

"Look at this posture, is it going well?" Mr. Hu looked at the cannon.

"Could it not go well," Da Pao said and patted Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifan on the shoulders, "Could it not go well with them!"

"Tell me about it." President Hu waved with a smile.

Although Jiang Kuo was reluctant, he still had to give Uncle Hu some face. He turned his head to look at Duan Feifei, and walked over slowly.

Duan Feifei guessed that Jiang Kuo was too lazy to speak, and wanted him to help. When he was about to follow, Mr. Jiang leaned on the front of the car and called him: "Xiao Duan."

"Hey." Duan Feifei immediately stopped and walked in front of Mr. Jiang.

"Thanks for your hard work." Mr. Jiang looked at the lively group of people in the yard.

"This is all normal operation," Duan Feifei smiled, "We grow up together, and we will help each other when we need something."

"That's right, for Jiang Kuo, he mobilized people so much." Mr. Jiang frowned.

This action looks like Jiang Kuo's own father, it is exactly the same, but Mr. Jiang's smack of the corner of his mouth brings a strong sense of oppression.

"Friends," Duan Feifei said, "Jiang Kuo took a group of us to eat, drink and have fun during the winter vacation. The group of people have opened their eyes. Now I can't help you with this matter. It's still not good to call a few people. questionable."

"Jiang Kuo is not very good at dealing with these things. His mother usually makes him too coquettish." Mr. Jiang stroked his finger in the air, "He has little contact with these things on the project site, especially when dealing with fellow villagers. His personality , no one is around to ease it, it really doesn’t work.”

...Who is used to it?

"It's not enough to just relax," Duan Feifan said, "You have to know it at the scene, and you still need Jiang Kuo's strength to push forward."

Mr. Jiang laughed and looked at him: "Are you trying to praise him with me?"

"No," Duan Feifei rubbed his nose, "To be honest, this is the first time I've seen Jiang Kuo like this, and I'm quite surprised."

"That's right, the character needs to be polished, but the brain is still very useful," Mr. Jiang said, "This kid is just stubborn with me, and he insists on going to this bad school..."

After talking halfway, Boss Jiang stopped again, and patted Duan Feifan's arm: "It's a waste of you to go to this poor school."

Duan Feifei smiled and changed the subject: "Mr. Jiang is here this time, is he going to stay for a few days?"

"Leave early tomorrow morning," Mr. Jiang said. "The company still has a lot of things to do. I actually don't want to come today. Lao Hu is worried. If you know that you are in this battle, he probably won't come."

"Aren't you going to have dinner with Jiang Kuo before leaving?" Duan Feifei asked casually.

"It's boring to eat with him," Mr. Jiang looked at him, "We can have a drink if we have a chance."

"Okay," Duan Feifei could only nod his head, "Mr. Jiang, you must ask Jiang Kuo to tell me next time you come over, and I will have a good drink with you."

"Tell Jiang Kuo, I can't drink this wine anymore," Jiang Boss smiled and lowered his head, pulling away a chicken chop that had been circling around his leg and started pecking at his shoes at the moment, "He can let me find Do you drink?"

Duan Feifei didn't know how to respond to this sentence, so he could only lower his head to relay the hand with him, and stretched out his feet to pull the chicken out a little bit.

Fortunately, Jiang Kuo finished chatting with Mr. Hu and walked over together. He rubbed his stomach and sighed: "I'm starving to death."

"Let's eat." President Jiang said immediately, not thinking that it was a bit strange that they were hungry again after returning from eating.

"No need, I'll have some bread later," Jiang Kuo said, "We're going back to school."

"Why go back to school," Mr. Jiang said, "I'll drive you back for dinner tonight..."

"No." Jiang Kuo said immediately.

"Have you dealt with this matter halfway?" Mr. Jiang asked, "Don't you want to meet with the Shang family at night?"

"Isn't there you?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Me?" Mr. Jiang pointed to himself with a smile, leaning on the front of the car with his arms, and tapped the hood with his fingers a few times, "All the villages in this area are sold to me, maybe I can come over to meet you .”

"Just pretend, didn't you come here with Xiao Qin last time?" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.

"Last time I slept in the hotel in the town." Mr. Jiang said.

"...Then you are Da Pao's assistant today." Jiang Kuo said.

"His assistant is there." Mr. Jiang raised his chin at Mr. Hu.

Jiang Kuo's original plan was definitely to leave after dinner. He had already told Da Pao to talk to Da Xin before drinking.

But now that Boss Jiang came over suddenly, he felt a little awkward, but it would definitely not be appropriate for the Shang family to take the initiative to invite and then renege on the appointment.

"How about Mr. Jiang," Duan Feifei said, "You and Mr. Hu...let's go back first."

Jiang Kuo turned his head to look at Duan Feifan, and Mr. Jiang and Mr. Hu were also stunned, looking at him together.

Good job Fan!

"At first, you were just worried about coming over to take a look," Duan Feifan said, "There is nothing wrong now, everything has been taken care of, and Jiang Kuo and his monks will meet at the monk's house later, it must be a meal. If you don't, you definitely can't go, and you won't have any good dinner in the town, and they still have to worry about you."

Mr. Jiang looked at him and laughed: "This kid...they won't worry about us!"

"How about we go?" Mr. Hu said.

"Let's go," Mr. Jiang patted the front of the car, glanced at Jiang Kuo, "They sent people to drive us away."

Jiang Kuo sighed.

"Let's go," President Jiang waved to President Hu, "Let's go back to the city and relax."

Jiang Kuo immediately turned to look at him.

"Relax," Mr. Jiang patted himself back and forth, then pinched his legs and arms, "Pinch it."

"I know." Jiang Kuo said.

"Let's go." President Jiang opened the car door and got in the car. After fastening his seat belt, he looked at Duan Feifan from the car window.

Duan Feifei walked to the car window.

"We'll talk again when we have a chance," Mr. Jiang said.

"Well," Duan Feifei smiled, "Boss Jiang, drive carefully."

Mr. Hu talked to Da Pao again, and then got into the car. Mr. Jiang drove the car back out, put down the window and waved at them.

Jiang Kuo turned his head directly, and Duan Feifei waved to Mr. Jiang.

After the car turned the corner, he lowered his head and kicked a small brick on the ground to the position of the front wheel of the car before, and walked slowly towards the intersection.

"Why are you going?" Jiang Kuo asked from behind, "Go into the house and eat something, I'm starving to death."

"Those people are all gluttonous. If you go in and wander around now, what else can I give you?" Duan Feifei said, "What do you want to drink? There is a canteen at the intersection. I'll go and see what's available. Yes, there are also drinks for sale there."

"... buy drinks and food here?" Jiang Kuo asked in a low voice.

"The town is not far from here." Duan Feifei smiled and said in a low voice, "Are you still worried about the expiration date? The food in the cannon house may be bought in that store."

"Milk," Jiang Kuo said, "yogurt is also fine."

"Wait." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo entered the yard, he walked to the intersection, and when he turned towards the canteen, he stood in the middle of the intersection and looked back at Brick's position.

The canteens in the village generally don't have yogurt, which has a short shelf life and is expensive. Duan Feifei bought two boxes of yogurt and a can of Coke for Jiang Kuo.

When walking back, I met Jiang Kuo who was strolling over. The snacks and snacks in Mr. Hu’s house were not searched by the market gang, but Mr. Hu ate a lot of them. Cannon looked at the packaging bags in the trash can , said to have eaten at least half of it.

Jiang Kuo wanted to fill his stomach, but there was only one small bread left, and the rest were snacks that made him more and more hungry.

"Sour yogurt?" He took the two boxes of sour yogurt that Duan Feifei handed him.

"There is no yogurt," Duan Feifan said, "This one is also sweet and sour, let's make do with it."

"It's not next to milk..." Jiang Kuo laughed and sighed: "Okay."

"Eat more at night." Duan Feifei said.

Because Shangjia Village is "one of their own" with them, and they didn't show up about the cannon, it was a bit unreasonable, so this evening was a village treat, and they didn't go to the restaurant in the town. The village chief set up a few tables in his home They are all good farm dishes, and the table is full of meat.

Compared with the meal at noon, this meal is very easy.

It was only when Jiang Kuo was about to eat that he made a strong request that the village must re-arrange a piece of land for equipment and material storage and the construction site headquarters, and pay for the repair of the road in Tongda New Village, otherwise there would be no guarantees in the agreement. The disputed land will go through legal procedures.

This request is actually quite reasonable. The Shang family still picked up a cheap one. After discussing it with several people in charge in the village, they agreed without too much struggle. As long as the scenic spot and the ecological park are built, this investment can be recovered quickly.

After talking about this topic, Jiang Kuo started to yawn, completely losing the momentum of "Director Jiang" before.

"Sleepy?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Actually, it's not sleepy, it's just tired," Jiang Kuo said. "I don't even need so many brain cells for the final surprise review. I'm so tired. The fire still burns me. When I get tired and hot, I get sleepy."

Duan Feifei looked back at the firewood stove behind him, and laughed: "It's probably twelve o'clock to go back to school."

"Go back to school?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I've been in the dormitory for a while, I'm used to it," Duan Feifei said, "Go straight to the second door on the tenth floor."

Jiang Kuo looked at his phone: "Tang Li said that Lu Haobo went today."

"Let Tang Li give up his wishful thinking of getting an excellent dormitory," Duan Feifei said, "If they don't kick you out of 119, even if they lick the floor, Lu Haobo won't let you get it."

Jiang Kuo laughed: "I'm so sorry for Tang Li."

Everyone was still eating, Jiang Kuo went out of the house, and walked with Duan Feifei on the road in the village.

Before ten o'clock, the village was already completely silent, and this kind of silence was real silence, with a sense of emptiness.

There are no lights in many houses, only one street lamp is far away, and there are a few dogs barking in the distance.

"Mr. Jiang really likes this kind of place," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm not used to it, and I feel like I can't stay."

Although Jiang Kuo is habitually dissatisfied with Mr. Jiang, he still understands it quite well, and Mr. Jiang's love for this precious son is not concealed at all, and he doesn't mind showing it to everyone at all.

"Is it because of this that he likes to develop various scenic spot projects?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Did he chat with you today?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No, he just praised you to me today for how awesome you are." Duan Feifei said.

"Damn, crazy," Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue. "He likes waterfalls. This is his fourth waterfall project. He cares more about other projects. He will stay at the Waterfall Hotel for a few days if he has nothing to do."

"I see." Duan Feifei nodded.

So this time Jiang Kuo wants to come here, besides Da Pao, he has to help, there is probably this reason, this is the waterfall project that Mr. Jiang is particularly concerned about, Jiang Kuo may not realize it himself, and he may not want anything to happen in this project question.

Duan Feifei put his arms around Jiang Kuo's shoulders, looked up at the moon and the stars in the sky.

After returning to school, life seemed to return to some habitual repetition.

Obviously, this kind of life has only passed one semester, but when these places such as the dormitory, teaching building and cafeteria appear in life alternately, everyone behaves very skillfully.

The class of this semester has not changed much, but the difficulty has obviously increased.

Botany theory class started to learn specific plants. Jiang Kuo thought it was good at first. There were more opportunities to go out than before. It felt like climbing mountains and visiting gardens...

But after one time he retracted his childish fantasies.

In contrast, except for the basic courses last semester, the most enjoyable class was sketching.

Although it is fatal to draw, at least the brain does not need to memorize so much content.

What is the Latin name of the plant, what has thorns but not thorns, what has radial symmetry, what is the ovary of the style of the ovary... He would rather lie there and draw ten sketches.

But the color composition of this semester seemed to mock him.

He also felt that he would rather lie there and draw ten engineering drawings.

"Is there time for me to change my major?" Jiang Kuo looked at the seven or eight pictures he had drawn, "I may not be able to turn in my homework."

Duan Feifei sat beside him with his head down, his fingers fluttering on the phone screen: "Why, are you tired of being in the same major as me?"

Jiang Kuo froze for a moment, then laughed: "Damn."

"Do you really want to draw an arowana?" Duan Feifei glanced at him and threw the paper on the table, "It would be great if you could draw Mr. Sun."

"Have you finished painting?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Yeah," Duan Feifei said, "I finished the painting yesterday after Niu Sandao delivered it."

"What did you draw?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"A beautiful one..." Duan Feifei got up and found his portfolio among the mess on the table, opened it and showed it to Jiang Kuo, "Watermelon."

Jiang Kuo watched for a long time without saying a word.

"How is it?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Did you draw it after the watermelon in the grocery store at the entrance of the market?" Jiang Kuo said, "It's the kind of inflatable watermelon ball."

Duan Feifei laughed so hard that he collapsed on the chair and couldn't stop for a long time.

"Can you see that?" He asked happily.

"...I have to say," Jiang Kuo said, "You look alike in the painting, it looks like a watermelon ball."

"I originally wanted to paint sauced beef," Duan Feifei said, "The color adjustment is useless, and I really can't adjust it."

Jiang Kuo finally gave up on the Arowana and drew a clownfish, which was rather ugly.

But he felt that he was the best painter among the few people in the dormitory, especially much better than Li Zirui's abstract style assignment called "radiant".

"But I think I'm still very talented." Li Zirui said while eating.

"The group work is up to you," Jiang Kuo said.

"It's better... don't." Tang Li said sincerely.

"Actually, it's okay, like a trademark." Duan Feifei commented.

Jiang Kuo glanced at him, but said nothing.

"What?" Duan Feifei asked him in a low voice.

"Does Niu Sandao have a trademark?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No," Duan Feifan said, "It's just three words."

"Design a logo." Jiang Kuo said.

"Do you use the online store?" Duan Feifei asked.

During this period of time, Jiang Kuo didn't mention the online store too much, and Duan Feifei thought he couldn't care less about it when he suddenly entered the busy schoolwork.

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "There must be a trademark. What kind of packaging do you ship to people?"

"Just vacuum pack and add express box." Duan Feifei said.

"It's too unprofessional and too unrecognizable," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll design it."

"Your Arowana..." Duan Feifei said.

"Clownfish." Jiang Kuo said.

"It's not so strong," Duan Feifei sighed, "If we really want to do it ourselves, we might as well ask Sun Ji, he's pretty good at drawing."

"I'll try first." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.

The model group will gather at Niusandao on weekends and eat barbecue. This is their first meeting after the school year begins.

"What time?" Jiang Kuo was lying on the table in the living room. On the table was the architectural drawing homework due on Monday. He had to keep it almost once a week, but it was much simpler than the homework in the experimental class, but he was still grinding like this. Ji pressed to the end.

"I guess we'll come over after lunch," Duan Feifei said. "They bring meat, and we're going to buy some drinks. When I went to see my dad last week, he said that there used to be a shop at the entrance of the old alley at Nandahu that made sweets. Wine..."

"He wants to drink?" Jiang Kuo immediately looked up at him.

"No, he can't drink it even if he wants to," Duan Feifei smiled, "He just said it's delicious, so I want to buy some to try."

"Let's go." Jiang Kuo threw the pen away.

"Stop painting?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Aren't you finished painting?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I'm just short of the last small picture." Duan Feifei said.

"Let's go, Nanda Lake is not close." Jiang Kuo said.

"Go." Duan Feifei smiled.

After school started, it was the first time for the two of them to drive Jiang Kuo's car to go out, and they still drove the van when they went back to the village.

Thinking of the van, he remembered Mr. Jiang's words that day again, and felt a little uneasy, and even looked forward to Mr. Jiang's coming soon.

However, Boss Jiang may also say it casually, after all, he is a boss who manages a lot of things every day.

"Answer the phone, what are you thinking?" Jiang Kuo said next to him.

Only then did Duan Feifei realize that his phone was vibrating. He picked it up and took a look. It was the old man.

"You should come back sooner," the old man said. "The demolition notice has officially come down. We can't understand the document, so we know it's July. You can come back and check the details."