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Chapter 477 Oil painting and fry

The first thing that people in design is to be afraid of finding friends, because they will definitely not give money if they do something "just" and they will do it.

Secondly, I am afraid that laymen will make mistakes and build such super-high skyscrapers. Even if they only change a little bit, they will have to throw away the original design and start over again.

Fortunately, Director Merrill listened to Han Xuan’s meaning and did not intend to change it anymore. He spoke: “The golden glass wall you requested is more troublesome in terms of technology and cannot be made in large quantities in the near future.

No one thought about the need for such glass walls before, without ready-made manufacturing processes, and research took a long time."

"That's how it is, then change the four towers to silver-white.

You asked the manufacturer to study it quickly and use it on the Sos Spiral Building. Is there any problem? Mr. Merrill."

"It's all small details. I couldn't contact you some time ago. Your grandfather said he would wait until you come back from the UK before making a decision."

Merrill took out a small notebook from his shirt's chest pocket, opened it and picked up a pen to prepare for the record.

Asked him: "Are you sure that the top of the Spiral Building needs to be built into a tarmac that can be opened and closed and parked with helicopters?

You should know that metals can easily rust, and there is no big problem when they are made, but they will affect their beauty in a few years.

Moreover, the top is too heavy and it is not easy to design in terms of mechanical structure. You need to thicken the bottom, which will...it will look fat.

Did you see the model downstairs?

That model is a pure glass roof.”

It was originally a decision on a whim, and it doesn't matter whether there is or not.

Seeing that he had already made the design of the glass roof, Han Xuan thought about it and said with a good look, "Then let's have glass."

Help me get a city sky garden, with office and lounge areas on the top floor.”

“I’ve written it down.

There is another thing I want to tell you, when we were investigating on the street, a black man said that our candlelight building in the wind was like *..."

Merrill's voice became smaller and smaller, and Han Xuan didn't hear the last word clearly, "Sorry, what did you say?"

Owen said in a rough voice: "Like a maggot!"

Han Xuan stared at the imaginary picture built on the wall. Isn’t it just four fat maggots that were wiggling through the soil!

His face turned green immediately.

After holding it in for a long time, he shouted to Owen: "Let you read more books!

There is no artistic aesthetic at all!

How beautiful are the lines? How modern and technological?!

How can you say it's like a maggot!"

Owen said aggrievedly: "It's not me, it's Merrill's words. I just repeated it..."

Han Xuan didn't think it was before, but now he looks more and more like him!

I was afraid that I would be laughed at and teased by someone like the one in the later generations of a TV station building, and coughed lightly.

"The shape remains unchanged, the lines are made squarely, and some patterns are made outside, can you change it, right?"

"It's just a small problem, okay."

Merrill said with a ok move.

After more than half an hour of discussion, Han Xuan hurriedly said goodbye to him.

Because Principal Gregorian was furious, he called and said that Ramirez left a letter in the morning and was going to come to California to find them!

I heard that Ramirez's flight was flying to Los Angeles. He didn't bring his cell phone and could not contact him.

Gregorian was comforted and planned to go back to Ganbao Ocean Ranch to wait for Ramirez first.

Back at the Hilton Hotel and return by helicopter.

On the way, I flew over Hope Technology Company in Santa Clara Town, Silicon Valley. A round black office building more than 80 meters high was built, and there were still people on the rooftop.

I rushed home in a hurry, but didn't stop.

The idea of ​​going to check out your phone in the morning was dashed.

...

It was almost eleven o'clock and returned to Ganbao Ocean Ranch.

Ramirez didn't wait, and waited for Gabriel, Jason, and Professor Langdon.

Yesterday I went to find an instrument to test the oil painting "Academy of Athens". Benjamin drove a helicopter to send them over and returned alone. Today they came back by car by themselves.

Han Xuan was reading the newspaper while holding Fat Ding on the swing in the grass at the door.

As expected, my father played all night and went to bed in the morning and was not awake.

Butler Elner said that he didn't even know that he had gone to San Francisco at night.

Isabelle and Harris went out to sea with the Big Penguin to catch lobsters and did not return to the dock until the afternoon.

Seeing Gabriel and the other two walking in the distance, with smiles on their faces, Han Xuan stood up and asked, "Is there good news?"

"That's right! The results of the Carbon Fourteen appraisal confirm that this painting was from more than 500 years ago and the pigment ingredients used were exactly the same as other works of Leonardo da Vinci!

I also asked the school teachers to read it together. There was no suspicious point, it should be Da Vinci's handwriting.

You'd better ask experts who specialize in Da Vinci's oil paintings to see, maybe they can see something."

Han Xuan's lips gradually raised upwards. Although Professor Gordon's words were very tactful, the meaning was obviously to say that he thought the painting was real.

But I will leave a way out for myself, if I get a look, I can clear it up.

"When it comes to the experts who identify oil paintings, I know someone..."

Han Xuan wanted to come to his cell phone and dial out a number. After a while, he smiled and said, "Grandpa, I found an oil painting of "Academy of Athens". Guess who might have painted it?"

"It wasn't that the walls of the Vatican Papal Palace were knocked on Raphael in the Church of St. Peter in Rome?

OK OK OK, hurry up, I'm busy.

The fat British man you recommended arrived and was clamoring to film, the son of the deputy mayor of London."

"Mr. Tom Pattinson, is he really here?

I said, don’t change the topic, Leonardo da Vinci! Maybe it’s Leonardo da Vinci’s oil painting!”

"Hey, which liar went to find you?

Never heard of Leonardo da Vinci painting "Academy of Athens", don't buy it."

Han Xuan had a speechless expression. In the eyes of his grandfather, he became a sucker.

“No, I bought it at an auction in the UK, and the price is not high.

A professor at the University of California, just helped me with the carbon 14 identification. Something that was hundreds of years ago, left-handed, pigments were the same as those used by Da Vinci…”

The opposite side fell into a long-term quiet, and Guo Muzhou said slowly: "Put the painting away, I'll go there now!"

"Um"

I asked Jason to take the oil painting to the living room and admire it for a while. After deciding that it was a Leonardo da Vinci oil painting, I felt that it was well painted no matter how I looked at it.

I went upstairs and called my dad, but the door was closed and no one agreed.

So I ate a Boston steak alone and asked Winnie to go out for a walk.

At this time.

A convoy of dozens of trucks drove over from afar.

There was still water dripping in the truck trailer, and it seemed that Banyuewan Aquatic Products Company was delivering something.

really.

After being stopped by the bodyguards, the old manager of the aquatic products company, opened the door from the front passenger seat of the truck and shouted with a smile: "These are the first batch of fish fry, where are we sending them?"

How could Han Xuan know where to send it? He scratched his head and "throw it straight into the sea?"

“Haha, that won’t work!

There are a few rivers here, and the salt content of sea water is less than that of our Banyuewan Aquaculture Company.

The changes are too big, and the fish, shrimps and shellfish will not be able to adapt, resulting in death.

Seaweed and kelp are nothing to do, they have a strong ability to adapt to the environment."

"Please wait.

I'll get the sailors back, they should have experience..." (To be continued.)
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