Demolished?
Do you have to dismantle what you just made?
Jiang Nansun's eyes widened, all the sleepiness caused by staying up late was gone, and he quickly stepped forward to stop the foreman.
"Demolish it? Why do you want to dismantle it? We stayed up all night to repair the suspended ceiling, and you just want to dismantle it?"
Wang Yongzheng took Jiang Nansun's arm and moved him behind him. He looked at Old Wei coldly: "I am the person in charge of the construction site. I didn't say anything. Why do you demolish it just because you say it?"
Old Wei said: "This is an order from the owner, I can't tell you."
"The owner's order? Why didn't I know?"
"You can contact the owner to verify this. Please don't hinder our construction now."
Because of yesterday's conflict, Lao Wei was holding his breath in his heart. Now he suddenly seized the opportunity to punish Wang Yongzheng, and he was naturally full of joy.
"Xiangzi, Xiaobao...what are you doing standing still? Open it."
When he said "dismantling", the people behind him immediately took action. They climbed up the scaffolding and moved the ladder, and began to dismantle the lines and pipes that Wang Yongzheng and Jiang Nansun had just improved not long ago.
Decorators don't care how much sweat and energy you put into the design. They pay you on a daily basis. Don't make temporary changes to the project. They would rather you tear it down and build it, then build it and tear it down.
"Hey, you... how could you do this!"
Jiang Nansun was extremely anxious. You must know that this was the first time she stayed up late to work. What was the result? He was given a sap right after finishing the work. It was so uncomfortable.
"Nansun, don't worry, I'll call Professor Dong to ask about the situation." Wang Yongzheng couldn't think about whether Dong Wenbin got up now. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number. The call was connected after more than ten seconds and told him what happened here. Told it once.
After hanging up the phone, he handed the water to Jiang Nansun and told her that Professor Dong was already contacting the person in charge of Party A of the boutique hotel project and would notify them of the results as soon as possible.
The wait lasted for half an hour. When Wang Yongzheng was about to make another call at the urging of Jiang Nansun, Professor Dong came.
"Old Dong, what...is going on?"
"Yes, Professor Dong, we worked all night, and we just dismantled it for them?"
The decoration workers turned a blind eye to what was going on below. When it was time to pick up nails and remove buckles, they were doing so with endless clanking noises.
Lao Wei had some cooperation with Dong Wenbin, so he had to give him some face when he arrived, so he stepped forward and said: "Professor Dong, I am also making rectifications according to the owner's requirements, and the department didn't say anything. I hope you can understand. .”
Dong Wenbin nodded: "I understand, this is what you should do."
"That's good."
Old Wei nodded and continued working.
"Old Dong...you should say a few words." Wang Yongzheng was helpless at his reaction. He still looked unhurried even though it was already late.
Dong Wenbin said: "What did you say? Did you say that the department informed me that Party A had changed the design drawings and asked me to redo the hotel lobby?"
"Lobby? Redo? What are you doing?" Wang Yongzheng said: "The project is already halfway done and then it is demolished and redone. Don't they know that doing so will cause huge waste?"
Dong Wenbin said: "I have contacted the person in charge of Party A, and he said he would come with the modified drawings."
Wang Yongzheng was not satisfied with this explanation, and the expression on his face was quite ugly. His efforts all night fell short, mainly because Dong Wenbin came up with the design, which caused great repercussions in the circle at the time. Now that Party A said it would be changed, Change, where do they put Professor Dong?
Jiang Nansun also realized the essence of the problem and whispered: "They are too bullying."
As soon as she finished speaking, a Mercedes-Benz stopped at the door, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the passenger seat and walked into the construction site with a design drawing under his arm.
"Professor Dong."
"Mr. Yang."
The two greeted each other from a distance.
"I'm sorry, Professor Dong. I wanted to call you later, but who knew you called me first."
"Mr. Yang, I want to know why you suddenly overturned the original plan."
"Professor Dong, I was caught off guard about this matter. Before I went to bed last night, my boss suddenly sent me a design drawing and asked him to immediately change the decoration plan according to the content on the design drawing. I called and asked I even got scolded.”
As Mr. Yang spoke, he took out the design drawings and motioned to Wang Yongzheng to help, and the two unfolded the drawings.
In this newly drawn design drawing, the layout of the hotel lobby has undergone drastic changes, including the furnishings of the rest area, the structure of the columns, the construction of the background wall, the color and lighting treatment, which are all very different from the original plan, and other The design concepts are basically two extremes.
Wang Yongzheng said: "Mr. Yang, this... what is this? This design plan is not as good as Lao Dong's. Our pursuit is the best of the best. The original plan is both in terms of color matching and decoration. The choice of materials and the sense of progression of the space are superior, so why do you have to change the decoration plan?"
Mr. Yang was a little unhappy with his tone: "Your name is Wang Yongzheng, right? When we signed the agreement with your college, we stipulated that if problems arise midway or there are new needs, we can change the decoration plan according to the actual situation. Now the boss asked me to change it I can only act according to orders. As for the considerations behind this decision, I don’t know. Even if I know, I have the right not to announce it.”
"If you are like this, then we can refuse the construction."
"Okay, please."
The speaker was not Mr. Yang, but a new person who arrived at the scene. He was walking this way while putting a safety helmet on his head.
"Is it you? Zhang Anren!"
Wang Yongzheng and Jiang Nansun said in unison, because they could not imagine that this matter could be related to him.
Professor Dong's face also looked ugly. He suddenly remembered the conversation in the office a few days ago. Zhang Anren told him to ride on the donkey and read the songbook. How many days had it passed? This person really caused him a lot of trouble.
"It turns out that you know each other, so that's easy. This Mr. Zhang is personally designated by the boss to supervise the construction of the hotel lobby. If you encounter problems in the future work, please communicate more." Mr. Yang smiled. He said, for a person like him, he can certainly see that Zhang Anren and Dong Wenbin are not easy to deal with, but the former is the person in charge of the hotel lobby plan appointed by the boss, so it is not easy to offend. Dong Wenbin is in a similar situation, and his only What we can do is to tie up the mud in the middle, play through the eyes, get things over first, and talk about any problems later.
"Old Dong, I can't do this job anymore."
Wang Yongzheng took off his safety helmet and walked out angrily. Jiang Nansun also gritted his teeth for a while and followed him away. The two of them worked all night to complete the modification. The next day, Lao Wei led people to dismantle it, and Party A followed. What does it mean to change the design and send Zhang Anren to supervise the work? Even a fool can figure out what it means.
The two of them can be young and energetic and leave, but Dong Wenbin can't do that. He has to consider the interests of the department. The boutique hotel project cannot be given up.
As soon as Mr. Yang left, he looked at Lin Yue expressionlessly: "How did you do that?"
Zhang Anren's tutor is Professor Yang. A few days ago, he suggested to the department that Zhang Anren should be involved in the boutique hotel project. He learned from Wang Yongzheng that this person had evil intentions, so he deleted Zhang Anren's name. Now the other party does not know What methods were used to participate in the project through Party A's channels and change his design draft? What does this count?
Slap in the face!
Hit him hard in the face.
Many people in the circle have seen the decoration design drawings of the boutique hotel and have spoken highly of it. Now, a key part like the hotel lobby has suddenly been changed. After the project is completed, everyone comes over and takes a look, oh, the head is someone else’s butt belongs to the old Dong. , what a shame...
Lin Yue said: "Do I need to tell you how I did it?"
Dong Wenbin said: "What good will this do to you?"
Lin Yue asked, "Then if you use your privileges to erase my name, what good will it do to you?"
Dong Wenbin replied: "Because you are not capable enough."
"Is this really the case?" Lin Yue chuckled: "Then in front of me, you are also incompetent."
"You...you are not qualified to say such things." From Dong Wenbin's perspective, this is correct, because Zhang Anren is a doctoral student. What is his identity? Doctoral supervisor, the two are not on the same level.
Unfortunately, he didn't understand that the man in front of him had been an architecture professor at the University of Hong Kong for half his life. In terms of professional ability, he was really his younger brother.
"Are you not convinced?" Lin Yue said, "In that case, let's talk about the shortcomings of your work."
