Liang Zhigang walked to the terrace and lit a cigarette.

Yanyan followed and asked with some concern: "They won't start arguing, are they?"

Liang Zhigang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Ding will have nothing to do after giving the red envelope."

"Red envelope?" Yanyan was a little surprised. Although she had been to two construction sites, she had both measured or re-stroked. She had not had much contact with workers and had never heard of red envelopes.

Liang Zhigang glanced at the direction of the kitchen and explained in a low voice: "This bricklayer is hired by the owner. If Guanzhu wants to be smooth and not wrong, he has to give the bricklayer a red envelope."

Yanyan blinked, "Why? Didn't the owner pay for his wages? The bricklayer has the obligation to do a good job."

Liang Zhigang smiled: "Silly girl, if the bricklayer wants to find a problem with ceramic tiles, he can pick it out casually. If he wants to help you, he can easily cover it up for you."

Yanyan was even more confused, "Can this still happen?"

"No one's tiles can guarantee that they are 100% flawless, and they cannot guarantee that there is no error in cutting in the processing plant. The main business cannot look at each brick by brick. Only the tiles who work will find it. He found the problem and spread the tiles to an inconspicuous corner, or spread the tiles to a conspicuous place, and let the owners go to the tiles shop. All this depends on the mood of the tiles."

Yanyan took a deep breath and then she realized that no wonder the bricklayer was so rude to Xiao Ding just now, and Xiao Ding was still happy.

She asked curiously: "How much is the red envelope usually given?"

"Depending on the amount of bricks used, it will cost at least 200 yuan."

Yanyan suddenly felt that it was difficult to open a tiling store. In addition to satisfying the customers, he also had to give commissions to designers and red envelopes to tiles. To earn a portion of money, it would take several people's faces to look at the faces of several people.

Liang Zhigang frowned and said with a smile: "These are the industry rules now. In the past, the boss of Guanzhu sold an old brand and worked in this industry for twenty years. The store ignored brick workers. In the end, only the people in the industry bought bricks and used his home. When an amateur asked about brick workers, none of them said that Guanzhu bricks were good."

Yanyan smiled: "That's what I said, I can't believe in the word of mouth."

Liang Zhigang sighed, "It's better to believe in your own eyes."

Yanyan thought for a while and said, "Brother Liang, I used to listen to a lecture by a southern designer. He told us that when decorating a bathroom, we should first lay floor tiles and then wall tiles. But I found that our tilers lay wall tiles first."

Liang Zhigang nodded: "Our tilers are laying wall tiles first and then floor tiles. If the floor tiles are laid first and then wall tiles, they must wait until the floor tiles are dry before laying the wall tiles. If the floor tiles are not completely dry, they will step on the floor tiles to lay the wall tiles, which will artificially cause hollowing, loosening and inequality in the tiles."

Yanyan knew that all the tilers were done by one household and then took over the next one. It was impossible for them to work for two days at your house, and then lay wall tiles for your house after the bricks were dry.

Liang Zhigang continued: "And if you paste the floor tiles first, cement sand or ceramic tiles will fall on the floor tiles when pasting the wall tiles. The hardness of the sand will be high, and the surface of the floor tiles will be scratched during construction. In addition, it is not easy to be hygienic; after pasting the floor tiles, the floor drain will open. Cement slurry will easily flow into the floor drain. Cement can solidify even if it is soaked in water, and it will be troublesome if the pipe is blocked."

"Brother Liang, I understand what you said. But the teacher who taught us at that time said that we should lay wall tiles first and then floor tiles. Not only will the gaps in the corners of the floor be difficult to take care of in the future, but it will also be prone to leakage."

Liang Zhigang smiled: "Now, we use sewing agents. After sewing agents are treated, there will be no mold or leakage. Also, the floor cannot be completely level. When the wall tiles are laid, it is difficult to get the wall tiles in a row. If the brick joints of the wall tiles are not in line, then the work will be ugly."

Yanyan suddenly realized: "Yes. That should really start with the wall tiles."

Liang Zhigang looked at the direction of the kitchen again, "This is a personal habit. Our masters start with wall tiles, and pass on generations to generation. I know that tiles in some places in the south lay floor tiles first. Last time I went to Chifeng to play, I saw that the workers in that place also started with floor tiles."

Yanyan blinked: "Oh, there are no hard requirements."

"Everything is secondary, the craftsmanship of bricklayers is the main one." Liang Zhigang finished speaking, extinguishing the cigarette in his hand.

"Let's go and see Xiao Ding's briefing." Liang Zhigang said, increasing his pace and heading towards the kitchen.

Yanyan immediately followed Liang Zhigang and said loudly: "Brother Liang, when will the Municipal Party Committee Family Court start construction?"

"You have to wait until Brother Zhang finishes this household." Liang Zhigang said, feeling in his heart that Yanyan is still a little cautious.

The two walked into the kitchen and felt that the atmosphere inside was very harmonious. The tiler was waterproofing and cracking treatment on the wall. Xiao Ding explained where to start.

Yanyan paid attention to the details Xiao Ding explained.

After Xiao Ding finished explaining to the tiled worker, he turned around and asked Yanyan, "Are you going back?"

Yanyan turned to look at Liang Zhigang, and Liang Zhigang said to Xiao Ding: "We're back to the company, are you going back to the store? It's just right to take my car."

Xiao Ding said happily: "It's great, I saved another taxi money."

The three of them walked out of Building 17 and got into Liang Zhigang's car.

With Xiao Ding in the car, Liang Zhigang didn't ask Yanyan what he wanted to eat at noon, but went back to the company directly.

After Xiao Ding got off the car, he said goodbye to Liang Zhigang and Yanyan, crossed the road and returned to Juran Home.

Yanyan glanced at Xiao Ding's back and said to Liang Zhigang: "Xiao Ding has such a good personality and is always happy."

Liang Zhigang smiled faintly: "What if it's not good? She is not much older than you. The bricklayer gave her a look, and she could only bear it. If she quarrels with the bricklayer, she would only suffer."

Yanyan thought about it, if he really quarrels with the bricklayer, he could scold him anything. How could Xiao Ding scold a girl back at home? It would be so funny.

The two of them walked into the company and Ding Mei asked them if they wanted to order lunch boxes.

Liang Zhigang said: "I have finished picking up the drawings and I have to go to the construction site and I will not eat at the company."

Ding Meimei said, if you want to do private work, go there, why do you think you are so dedicated?

Yanyan hesitated for a moment: "I'll go there and buy fried noodles there later."

"Okay, I won't order food for you." Ding Meimei finished speaking and sent a WeChat message to the restaurant next door.

Yanyan returned to her seat and calculated that Liu Chuan's house had not been booked yet. She had to contact Mo Wei in the afternoon to order both the wood production and the home furnishings, so that it would be almost done.

The phone suddenly rang, Yanyan picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

She pressed in surprise to answer: "Hello!"
Chapter completed!