"Hans, stop complaining. How is the design of my house?" After a few casual words, Lu Fan changed the topic to more serious matters.
"Look, I have already drawn the design of your home." Hans spread out the large paper in his hand.
The old men from Huaxia Design Institute were not polite at all, and they all gathered around him.
"Amazing, it is indeed the design of Mr. Hans, the world's top master!"
"Yes, this design is full of European and American fashion elements, but it also has a Chinese classical feel. It's really brilliant!"
"Looking at Mr. Hans's design, I realized that there is so much knowledge in even the simplest residential design!"
Several designers rushed to flatter Hans, hoping to lift Hans to heaven.
It's a pity that Hans didn't even bother to look at them. His eyes were always fixed on Lu Fan's face.
Lu Fan is the real owner and the only person Hans cares about. Only with Lu Fan's approval can this design be considered a success.
Lu Fan looked at the drawings.
Hans designed four modern small buildings in a courtyard, but the location of these four small buildings is very subtle, implying the meaning of the Five Elements of China.
"This design is a bit too complicated, and it's also too wasteful. There's no need for so many buildings in our house!"
Lu Fan ultimately rejected the design.
His family's population is not small, but there are only six people in the family, and three of them are still missing.
If you build four buildings, even if one person in the family lives in one, one will still be empty. This is too wasteful, and it also loses the warmth of home.
"Young man, if you don't understand Mr. Hans's design, don't talk nonsense. What does complexity mean? This is where the design level truly reflects!" An old man looked at Lu Fan seriously.
"That's right! It's not your fault that you don't understand, but if you still talk nonsense if you don't understand, it's your fault! Do you know that if Mr. Hans's design is given to others, it may even cause many people to grab it? !" Another old man followed and scolded Lu Fan.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Hans's design is so good, it's not what you said at all!"
"Young man, you heard us right, just use Mr. Hans's design."
"Young people have high expectations but low abilities, and they don't know how to pretend to understand. It is indeed a terrible thing."
Several other old men also spoke one after another. Some of them advised Lu Fan, and some directly criticized Lu Fan.
But their core views are the same. Hans's design is very good, and it can almost be regarded as a world-class design. It must be used and cannot be used!
Lu Fan couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
These old guys take themselves too seriously.
Thanks to me, I just spoke for you, so you turned around and turned your back on me? Do you still dare to criticize me?
Speak for Hans, right? Are you worthy enough?
Lu Fan knew very well that as long as the design he proposed did not work, Hans would never deny it and would definitely redesign it.
He just waited to see the joke.
Hans frowned tightly and stared at his drawings without saying a word.
Seeing his attitude, several old men thought he was unhappy and decided to take this opportunity to show off their skills and teach Lu Fan a lesson.
An old man rolled up his sleeves and put on a scolding attitude. He stretched out one hand and pointed at Lu Fan with a strong momentum, as if he wanted to spray Lu Fan with a bloody head.
But just when he opened his mouth and was about to spit out the saliva, Hans made a move.
Hans tore the drawing in his hand into two halves with both hands, and then, as if he felt it was not enough, he tore it a few more times, until one drawing was torn into pieces.
All the old men were shocked. Is Mr. Hans mad? Even the drawings you designed were torn up?
Things were getting serious now, and they just hoped that Mr. Hans would not take out his anger on the young man on them.
The old man who was about to curse became more confident.
"You stupid boy..."
He opened his mouth and cursed.
At the same time, Hans also spoke: "Lu Fan, you are right, there is really a big problem with my design. After your reminder, I discovered my problem. I will fix it now." Make a new design!”
His expression was very sincere, not like he was joking or telling lies at all.
Moreover, the Germans are famous for their rigorousness in the world, and Hans is one of the more rigorous among the Germans. What he says are definitely his true thoughts.
Did he really think there was something wrong with his design and that the twenty-year-old asked the right question?
Lu Fan said with a smile: "As long as you realize your mistake, there is still time anyway, you can redesign it."
Oh my God!
All the old men screamed in their hearts.
What are you doing? collaborate with each other? Rehearsing a stage play?
Can you still play with people like this?
Mr. Hans, as one of the world's top designers, even the best designer in the world is not an exaggeration, was criticized and given advice by a young boy, and he even admitted it obediently?
So who are they? Who are these Chinese designers who just spoke for Hans and even criticized Hans? A clown?
No, of course they are not clowns. There is only one clown, and that is the old man who rolled up his sleeves and was about to blast Lu Fan.
This old man behaved the most aggressively and had the least integrity, but when things turned around, he was the one who suffered the most humiliation.
The poor old man only managed to utter less than half a sentence of his taunting words, and he still had at least three to six thousand words left in his stomach that he had not spat out, so he was swallowed alive in his stomach.
Looking at his flushed face and stiff body, you can tell how uncomfortable he is now.
Hans' words were like a big hand that blocked his mouth, and then slapped him twice on the face.
Phew~
All the old men breathed a long sigh of relief.
The only thing that can make people feel comfortable when they are unlucky is seeing others even more unlucky.
Now they see someone who is more unlucky and more embarrassing than them. Even though that person is their colleague and their relationship with them is not too bad, they still feel much more comfortable.
How did Hans know what these old men were thinking? After he tore up the drawings he had designed, he left in a hurry. He wanted to find a place to start designing again. He was such a workaholic. "Old gentlemen, you are so busy with work, why don't you waste time in our small place?" Lu Fan darkened his face and started to chase these old men away.
