The girl was too enthusiastic. Zhang Dabiao looked in the direction of her finger. The cards were indeed good!

"My designers are all first-class. No matter what your requirements are, we will try our best to cooperate. As long as you are satisfied,

OK." The little girl brought him to the door.

"Okay." Zhang Dabiao replied politely.

Then he walked into the store.

The girl looked happy and continued to hand out leaflets outside.

After taking a few steps, something hit him. Fortunately, Zhang Dabiao reacted quickly and dodged in time, otherwise he would have hit him in the face with the object.

Suddenly encountering this kind of thing, Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but become vigilant and observed the movements around him.

Fortunately nothing happened.

He lowered his head and looked at the thing on the ground. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a design drawing.

Zhang Dabiao took out one of the drawings, which showed a lifelike orchid-colored courtyard.

This design is very much in line with Zhang Dabiao’s wishes.

"I'm very sorry, sir, didn't I scare you?" A man trotted over and said with a guilty look on his face.

Judging from this appearance, he must be a staff member here.

Zhang Dabiao really wanted to find the designer of this drawing, so he didn't care about it and asked, "Who designed this drawing?"

The man hesitated, his eyes falling on the door of the manager's office.

The designer is arguing with the manager!

"Sir, we have other excellent designers. You can take a look at their designs first. They are also very good."

"No, I want this one!"

Zhang Dabiao spoke firmly.

"But……"

Seeing Zhang Dabiao's refusal, the man wanted to say a few more words, but Zhang Dabiao interrupted him.

"I'll wait for him over there."

Helpless, the man had no choice but to shut up and get tea and snacks for Zhang Dabiao.

After the staff left, Zhang Dabiao looked around carefully. This company is indeed good.

Zhang Dabiao's eyes stayed at the door of the manager's office, and he could hear the intermittent sounds and movements coming from inside. There was a fierce quarrel inside.

Inside the office.

The manager's face turned red with anger and he pointed the drawing at the man opposite. He felt like he was about to lose his breath.

"You...you don't know what this business means to us."

The manager calmed down, with resentment in his eyes, but his tone was softer.

"Mao Qi, isn't it just to change the design? Since the customer likes it, then you can change it. This is not a big deal. Why do you have to go against the customer!"

"to not fix."

When the manager heard this, he became even more angry. After trying so well for so long, he still wanted to go against himself, and he roared again.

"Don't make a toast or drink as a fine. He is Party A's father, and he has the final say in the design!"

Others were afraid to show off their anger. Even though they had seen this scene many times, they still couldn't help but feel scared.

After a minute, the man opposite the manager said calmly, "My designs are alive and cannot be changed if he wants. If you don't like my design, then find someone else!"

"Mao Qi, do you want to make me angry to death?"

"He's just here for you, how can you let him down?"

"I am the designer. If you want me to design for them, you must listen to me. If they make random changes, can it still be my design?"

"Besides, even if I change it, they can't restore it one to one. I have to be responsible for my design!"

"Mao Qi, can't you stop being so arrogant?"

The manager is still trying to convince Mao Qi.

The result was in vain.

"I have my own principles. If you want to change my design at will, I will not agree to it!"

Regardless of what the manager said, he walked straight out of the office. He really couldn't stay there any longer.

Zhang Dabiao vaguely heard some conversations outside the door. It seemed that the designer had something else.

A young boy came out of the door, full of anger.

He went directly back to his work station and started packing his things.

Seeing this, other colleagues of Mao Qi came over to persuade him that it would be a pity for such a talented person to leave.

"Mao Qi, think about it again, impulse is the devil!"

"Yes, you know the manager's temper. He doesn't want you to leave! Just communicate well with Party A. Why do you have to resign?"

"Your abilities and talents are obvious to all. It would be a pity to leave like this!"

"Yes, don't leave. If anything happens, we will all figure it out together."

Several people persuaded Mao Qi one by one.

Mao Qi has been silent all this time. He didn't say anything, but the speed of packing things slowed down.

In fact, he didn't want to leave.

Zhang Dabiao, who had been standing aside for a long time, saw what Mao Qi was thinking. He took the design drawing and walked straight towards Mao Qi.

"You designed this? It's a good design!" Zhang Dabiao praised sincerely.

But when Mao Qi heard this, he always felt that it was ironic.

"Sir, what can I do?" He said and took the drawing back.

"I don't need your praise. If you have nothing to do, please get out of the way and don't block my way."

Oh, he is still a temperamental person, but Zhang Dabiao likes him.

"Nothing else. I really like this design. The design is great."

"Really?" Mao Qi glanced at Zhang Dabiao hesitantly.

"Really, why are you lying to me?"

"The little girl at the door said there are excellent designers here, and then I found them. You are the person I am looking for."

Zhang Dabiao expressed his needs straightforwardly.

Mao Qi expressed doubts and suggested: "Go to the manager. He will recommend a designer based on your needs."

"No need." Zhang Dabiao shook his head, "What I want is you."

Mao Qi felt strange, it couldn't be a scam!

Under normal circumstances, when customers come here, they will get to know all the designers clearly and choose designers who are both excellent and able to meet their needs.

It is really unreasonable for this person to designate someone as soon as he comes.

Zhang Dabiao saw Mao Qi's hesitation, "I'm here to ask you to do the repair work."

Mao Qi was silent and did not reply.

At this time, the manager came out of the office.

When he saw Zhang Dabiao, he immediately greeted him and asked diligently, "Sir, do you need my help in any way?"

"Oh, I want him to design a house for me." Zhang Dabiao's eyes fell on Mao Qi.

"He?" The manager frowned, "Sir, let me recommend other designers to you!"

"No, I just like his design, so I only want him!"

"Sir, it's like this. He hasn't even finished the design for the last customer. I'm afraid..." the manager continued to decline.
Chapter completed!