Yanyan looked embarrassed and didn't know how to add Zhao Mingcheng to a WeChat group.

Dusen said, "The idea of ​​building a group is good, I'll build it."

Du Sen and Fu Ling, Zhao Mingcheng were originally friends on WeChat, and soon completed the group. He said to Yanyan: "You add Yifan and then pass the file."

"Oh." Yanyan pulled Liu Yifan into the WeChat group and began to forward the roaming effect.

When Liu Yifan saw that Du Sen had changed the name of the group to President Zhao of Yihang. However, there was no Liang Zhigang and Wang Yichen in the group.

Liang Zhigang looked calm. He had a clear mind. If this order was signed, he would only be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be

Wang Yichen was already unhappy. He didn't understand what Dusen meant. Don't you want him to see the plan? Everyone discussed the plan, but he couldn't see the plan. So what's his point of sitting here? Did Dusen treat him as his own person?

Of course, Du Sen did not regard Wang Yichen as his own. As soon as he entered the conference room, he wanted to find a reason to send Wang Yichen out.

As the saying goes: A layman watches the excitement, while an expert looks at the tricks. Du Sen knows in his heart that Yanyan is taking advantage of tricks, so he doesn't want Wang Yichen to see Yanyan's plan.

Liu Yifan clicked on the first document sent by Yanyan. The first thing he saw was the icon decorated by Chuangjia, followed by the wide angle of the living room.

Yanyan said nervously: "This is the rendering of the first floor. The angle can be adjusted. You can click to enter the restaurant and the bedroom on the first floor."

Liu Yifan looked at the renderings and frowned involuntarily. Although he didn't care about Yanyan's designs, Yanyan always liked to forward it to him after he finished painting the pictures. Liu Yifan obviously felt that this was not done by Yanyan.

Fu Ling looked surprised, "It looks so good. Is this just a rendering? But why is the scenery outside the window the same as it is?"

Yanyan explained: "That is the background that comes with the software."

"Oh, if you don't say it, I'll think it's true." Fu Ling sighed, "Yanyan is so talented, no wonder Xiao Yifan likes you."

Liu Yifan couldn't stand it anymore, "Sister, don't never see the world, the 3D renderings are like this. I believe that what Brother Du did is better than Yanyan."

"Is that true?" Fu Ling looked at Dusen suspiciously.

Dusen smiled faintly, and he did not answer Fu Ling.

Du Sen knew in his heart that although Liu Yifan said this, if he really admitted that he did better than Yanyan, Liu Yifan would not say anything on his face, but he would definitely not be happy.

If Du Sen continues to praise Yanyan, in addition to his own conscience, he is also afraid that Zhao Mingcheng will underestimate their Chuangjia's strength.

Although Zhao Mingcheng has not visited other decoration companies to view plans recently, it is not his first time to decorate a house, nor is it the first time to see the renderings. Yanyan has no special renderings, and no one thinks there is anything special except Fu Ling.

After Zhao Mingcheng saw the complete plan, he saw Fu Ling still looking down at his phone and asked, "What do you think?"

Fu Ling slowly raised her head, "I think it's pretty good, but this is your decoration. You have to live for a long time, so it's better to decorate the way you like."

Zhao Mingcheng stared at Fu Ling: "What's wrong?"

Fu Ling sighed: "It's nothing, I remember my home."

Zhao Mingcheng has been to Fu Ling's house, which is a two-story independent villa with a basement. It looks like a mansion outside, but it can be called a humble room inside.

That is a real naked installation. The only difference between it and an unfinished house is that it has been laid and the floor is scraped. There is no suspended ceiling, wall panel, and wallpaper commonly used in villa decoration.

In addition to the fabric sofa and coffee table, there is only a TV cabinet and the TV above. There is no unnecessary furniture or furnishings.

The restaurant only has solid wood dining tables, dining chairs, no sideboards and wine cabinets, and not even a decorative painting.

Fu Ling did not explain any explanation about her home’s decoration at that time. Although Zhao Mingcheng did not ask, he knew very well that a person who could afford a villa and a villa would not be able to decorate the renovation. The only reason was that she did not want to decorate when she moved.

Zhao Mingcheng said: "You have lived in that house for more than ten years, otherwise we will decorate it together?"

Fu Ling smiled faintly, "No need, Xuanwu doesn't like decoration."

Fu Ling mentioned Xuanwu, and the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became a little awkward.

Liu Yifan said to Yanyan: "Sister, are you planning to let Uncle Zhao see your plan by himself? You should tell Uncle Zhao."

Yanyan's face turned red, "I chose the simple style."

Fu Ling smiled and said, "Yanyan, don't talk about any style. If Brother Zhao likes it, please decorate it according to yours. If you don't like it, then look at the others."

Liu Yifan said: "My sister is right. Uncle Zhao decorating a house is not like buying a piece of clothing. If you don't like it after buying it, you can throw it away. This house has to last at least ten or eight years, of course you have to choose a pleasant plan."

Liu Yifan said to Du Sen: "Mr. Du, Uncle Zhao is giving Yanyan a chance to give her a try. But you can't be so affordable, just make such a plan for Uncle Zhao."

"Of course there are other plans," Du Sen said, "Li Cheng has made a plan for Mr. Zhao."

Liu Yifan smiled and said, "Take it out and let us see it."

Du Sen smiled: "Then I will explain Li Cheng's plan to you."

Dusen said, turning on the TV in the conference room and plugging the USB drive he carried with him on it.

Zhao Mingcheng glanced at Liu Yifan and thought to himself: This child has been prepared for a long time.

Liu Yifan reacted quickly, and he immediately said to Zhao Mingcheng: "Uncle Zhao, although I hope you can use Yanyan's plan, we still have to objectively say that Yanyan has just left school and has no experience. She is OK to design a small apartment of 180 square meters. She really doesn't have the strength to design your big villa."

Fu Ling said: "Experience is accumulated bit by bit. As long as you speak with your heart, you will definitely be like Dusen."

Liu Yifan smiled and said, "Sister, when you buy a house, I want to find Yanyan Design. I will make the decision, Yanyan will not charge you for design fees."

Fu Ling laughed again and lost sight of her teeth: "I'm sure that's it."

Liu Yifan looked at Fu Ling, "Sister, you smiled a little evilly. I can explain first that there is no design fee, but I didn't say there is no decoration fee."

Fu Ling blinked: "That's it, I thought you were going to take care of everything."

"You bullied me again." Liu Yifan also smiled, "Since you said you would give me all, I'll give me all."

"Then it's settled." Fu Ling seemed to have taken a lot of advantage. But everyone knew in their hearts that Fu Ling would not take advantage of this.

Dusen has opened the presentation and started professional explanations.
Chapter completed!