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Chapter 109 Survey(1/2)

After the meeting, a group of people walked up to Tao Nanfeng to shake hands with her.

"Xiao Tao, with ideals and strong action, her future is unlimited."

"You actually made the most picky Mr. Fan give him a thumbs up. It's amazing!"

"The architectural drawings are beautiful, and the professionalism is high. It seems that I will be an excellent architect again."

Even Dean Wang said to Tao Shouxin: "Cultivate it well, the future of the construction industry needs such young people."

Someone was interrupted as soon as he said, "After graduation, our design institute...", "Can our design institute keep such talents?"

Fan Zhicheng's heart seemed to be bitten hard by a little insect, and gasped in pain.

Just now, this group of people said that they would stay in the design institute. He was quite happy when he paid the internship salary. He felt that he had paid for the first year of graduate school. He was particularly proud. But now seeing their attitude towards Tao Nanfeng, he knew a cruel reality.

——He is not as good as Tao Nanfeng.

The little bug that bites the heart and thrusts is called "Jealousy".

Fan Yajun walked to Tao Nanfeng and blinked: "All groups will have a meeting after lunch, don't leave in panic."

Tao Nanfeng thought of Fan Yajun's promise, and if she could convince the old stubborn people, she invited her for afternoon tea, and nodded with a smile: "Okay!"

Fan Zhicheng widened his eyes: "There is a secret between you?"

His eyes were already big, and his glare became bigger and bigger, with a silky childlike innocence, which made Fan Yajun's heart suddenly move.

At such a young age, she was actually moved by a young man? She shook her head, smiled slightly, and turned around and left.

Tao Nanfeng did not respond to Fan Zhicheng's joke, walked to his father and met with participants from Jiangcheng University of Architecture at the conference room No. 3 on the second floor.

After the report was completed, the experts put forward many revisions, and the next step was to discuss in groups, summarize meeting minutes, and assign tasks to continue to deepen the design.

It was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and the canteen of the design institute brought a box of lunch. Each person had an aluminum lunch box, a grid of rice and three dishes. He sat in the conference room to finish the meal and started the meeting at one o'clock.

After Tao Nanfeng finished his meal, he packed up the aluminum lunch box on the table and sent it back to the cafeteria. As soon as he walked down the first floor, he heard the voice of Director Huang Jiafa from the end of the corridor.

Director Huang is a good-looking man with a slightly fat body and a smile at everyone, but now his voice is filled with anger.

Tao Nanfeng was a little confused, and her curiosity drove her to slow down and listen carefully.

Huang Jiafa deliberately lowered his voice, but Tao Nanfeng's body was strengthened by superpowers, and every word and sentence was clear.

"Fan Zhicheng, be kind-hearted. Your performance today disappointed me! No, you don't need to explain. The teacher has taught so many years and has seen so many people. I know exactly what you think.

I am your tutor. Not only do I have to teach you professional knowledge, but I also have the responsibility to teach you about your behavior and behavioral character. I will pull you out of the conference room and speak alone for your own good.

There is no doubt that you have a superb hand-drawing level, but you cannot be proud and don’t be arrogant. You have to be clear that you are a graduate student who is not good at exams, your basic knowledge is not solid, and your major has not been systematically studied by university. There are still many places you need to study, be humble and cautious!”

Fan Zhicheng was obviously not convinced, and he whispered to himself.

"Teacher, I have no pride. I know I have shortcomings and I will work hard."

Huang Jiafa hesitated for a moment, as if worried that this sentence would hurt him, but finally said it: "You, don't compare with Tao Nanfeng."

Fan Zhicheng's voice was dry: "Why can't you compare with her?"

Huang Jia sighed: "I really don't understand. Lao Tao and I have worked hard to admit you to the school. Nothing else, I just like you to have talent, ideals, and love and persistence in architecture. Isn't it good for you to spend your time studying? There are so many professional books in the library, have you completed the book list I published? Are you interested in focusing on this meaningless comparison?"

Fan Zhicheng's voice became softer when he heard his instructor speak sincerely.

"Teacher, I am very grateful to you and Professor Tao for your appreciation. I have also studied hard. I have already started reading the book list you have published, but the speed is a little slow. I have not compared with Tao Nanfeng, really!"

Huang Jiafa sighed again: "Fan Zhicheng, Tao Nanfeng reported on the stage, you are destroying the stage below. Such friendship between classmates is seen by others, and I want to scold me for being unable to teach me!"

Fan Zhicheng probably felt guilty and didn't say anything anymore.

Tao Nanfeng was afraid of being eavesdropped again, so he walked upstairs and walked beside his father and whispered: "Director Huang is training people."

Tao Shouxin glanced at her: "Don't listen to what is wrong, and don't look at what is wrong."

Tao Nanfeng smiled with his lips pursed, feeling extremely happy.

When reporting just now, Fan Zhicheng deliberately made a fuss underneath, which was indeed annoying, but it was good to successfully lead her to the words behind her.

It’s like listening to crosstalk, and there’s a person who is responsible for speaking, learning, singing, and having to make jokes, and from time to time, he says “Why?”, “Okay!”, “How do you say it?”, “Not necessarily”.

How can I tell the story of the story that I didn’t hold on and was so funny?

And... Didn't Fan Zhicheng be scolded by his mentor? I'm so happy! The petty man blinded that face.

Tao Shouxin only said one sentence: "Look close to a gentleman, but far away from a villain."

Tao Nanfeng understood in a second and nodded, "Dad, I know!"

Tao Shouxin looked at her with a tiger's face, and Tao Nanfeng smiled: "Teacher Tao, I understand."

Tao Nanfeng remembered the father and daughter at home, the teacher and student outside.

After discussing the preliminary design draft, the next step is to modify the facade and clarify the interior decoration style.

Taonan Wind Power promotes simple industrial style, with gray, white and black as the main elements, which are simple and calm. There is less decoration, more natural colors, low cost, and good visual effect.

"Director Huang should still preserve Fan Zhihua's hotel decoration pictures, roughly the same style."

Hearing Tao Nanfeng's words, Huang Jiafa took out a folder from his big backpack and took out the drawings to circulate them. Everyone in the research team agreed with Tao Nanfeng's proposal.

After the initial design of the building is completed, the construction drawing design stage will be entered, and professional jobs of structure, water, electricity, and HVAC will be added.

Jiangcheng University of Architecture has a very complete supporting facilities in this area. In addition to Huang Jiafa, Tao Shouxin is responsible for the construction drawings, Ouyang Cheng is responsible for the structural construction drawings, Xiong Heping is responsible for the water supply and drainage design drawings, and Jiang Siling is responsible for the electricity and HVAC parts.

The task was clarified and the discussion opinions were submitted. Half an hour later, Fan Yajun replied with a smile on his face.

"Dear teachers, thank you for your hard work. After discussion, we agree to the simple industrial style decoration style proposed by your group. Let's start the construction drawing design next."

Huang Jiafa asked: "When can we give us the topographic map of the survey group and the foundation bearing capacity data?"

"Everyone first design according to the carrying capacity of 180kpa, and immediately send it to the school when the survey group's drawings come out."

"Is the foundation situation so good? The bearing capacity data is very high." Tao Shouxin was a little surprised.

Fan Yajun smiled and said, "Yes, we have surveyed the site, the geological conditions are good, and there is no problem with the base of the six-layer brick-concrete wall after compaction."

Since the chief engineer said that, naturally everyone has no objection.

After the meeting, Tao Nanfeng stayed and walked out of the design institute with Fan Yajun.

I took the bus to Tongdeli. The state-owned hotel on the street started operating Hong Kong-style afternoon tea in June this year, and not many people knew about it.

Fan Yajun looked for a table against the wall, ordered a pot of Luohan fruit tea, and ordered a few snacks.

She asked Tao Nanfeng to drink tea and have snacks, but she took out a cigarette from her pocket, gracefully put it on her fingertips, and asked Tao Nanfeng: "Is that OK?"

Tao Nanfeng saw a woman smoking for the first time, and his curiosity towards Fan Yajun became stronger and stronger. He smiled: "It's okay."

Fan Yajun never smokes at work. She has been busy for most of the day today, and now she is free. Tao Nanfeng looks at the cigarette she holds with her fingertips again, and his eyes lit up: "Are you smoking Xiufeng?"

Fan Yajun raised his eyebrows: "Do you still understand cigarettes?"

Tao Nanfeng smiled and said, "This cigarette is not sold in Jiangcheng."

Fan Yajun nodded, scratched a match to light a cigarette, and slowly let out a sip of smoke. The slightly frosty beauty's face became a little ethereal.

A second later, Fan Yajun slowly replied: "My friend brought it back from Kyoto, saying that it is quite popular there now. The taste is light and clear. If you taste it carefully, there is a ray of fragrance of plants and trees."

Tao Nanfeng felt pride and pride in his heart: "This is a cigarette produced on our farm!"

"Your farm?"

Tao Nanfeng said: "I went to the countryside to be an educated youth and was assigned to Xiufengshan Farm in Hunan Province. The tobacco factory built last year in our farm. The cigarettes are now only sold in Hunan Province and Kyoto."

Fan Yajun pondered for a moment: "When will it be sold to Jiangcheng?"

Tao Nanfeng said: "Next year, the procedures are being completed now."

Fan Yajun looked at her with a smile on her lips: "I didn't expect that you went to the countryside to be an educated youth. Now that you have returned to the city to study, you are still so clear about the affairs of the farm. It seems that you have a good reputation in the farm."

Tao Nanfeng smiled, his smile warm and happy: "Yes, everyone is very nice to me."

After saying that, she picked up the quicksand bag on the table and bit it down with a bite. It was soft and delicious, and the golden cucumber filling flowed out. Tao Nanfeng was busy catching it with his mouth.

The crystal chandeliers above the head are brilliant and gorgeous, the blue and white plaid tablecloth is simple and elegant, and there is music flowing in the phonograph. I haven't come out for a long time to have afternoon tea. Tao Nanfeng was having a great time eating.

Fan Yajun basically didn't move the dim sum on the table, just smoked and watched her eat with a smile.

Half an hour later, Fan Yajun asked Tao Nanfeng: "What else do you want to say when designing the towel factory dormitory building?"

Tao Nanfeng asked her: "Why is the terrain survey so procrastinating? We have not given a terrain map until now."

Fan Yajun said: "The survey team has taken samples and completed the inspection, but it only takes time to draw the topographic survey map. The design foundation is based on the bearing capacity of 180kpa, which is what the survey team said."

Tao Nanfeng continued to ask: "Is the plot so large, is the geological conditions even? Our five buildings are demonstration projects in the city. No matter how practical the building functions and beautiful the building image are, they are not as important as safety."

Fan Yajun looked at the girl in her early twenties curiously and asked, "Tao Nanfeng, aren't you just a genius? Why do you know everything? Sometimes I even think you are a mature chief architect."

Tao Nanfeng pursed his lips and smiled: "I have been the head of the infrastructure department on the farm for two years, and I have some practical experience."

Fan Yajun was even more surprised: "Two years? Did you be twenty years old at that time? Who is the leader of your farm? How could you have such courage to promote talents in an extraordinary way!"

The infrastructure industry is a bit similar to doctors, and experience is very important. Which unit dares to be so bold that a teenage educated youth will be the head of the infrastructure department?

Tao Nanfeng's smile was sweet: "Our farm is small, and everyone has business and quantity. The heads of the mining department and the heads of the security department are all educated youths assigned to me."

Fan Yajun extinguished the smoke, leaned forward, and his eyes were shining: "Come on, tell me your experience."
To be continued...
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