Inheriting two trillion

Pen Fu www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update inherited two trillion latest chapter! The old king, Xiao Song, leaf, looked at Bai Xiaoli as looking at the alien, shocked.

They are all strong people in their respective fields, otherwise it is impossible to transfer to such an important project, and their eyes are very high, and the appreciation is extremely strong.

This time, Bai Xiaolheng is really shocked.

If they do what they have done yesterday, the white small lifted it to them, and even the boutique!

Things on the details, sometimes only change a little bit, the gap can be great.

Three people are carefully browsed by carefully, the more you look at it.

The text is beautiful, the design of the atmosphere is, and it is a feeling of mind.

It is not exaggerated that this is now designed, it can take it to the competition. The printing factory is not a problem!

"Honestly, you haven't slept last night, is it not sleeping all night!" The old king can't stand it, and his heart faintly moved.

This young man is not allowed to work hard, he will go back to night!

This is definitely the most competent leadership!

Have such leaders, they are fortunate!

Although white lugs look not sleepy, the eyelids are swollen, and the old king believes that he will definitely sacrifice a lot of private time.

Otherwise, how can you do this so good?

The small Song, the leaves were shocked, and they were also moving.

"Next, we do! Bai brother, you go to sleep for a while!" The leaves even hugged their cartoon pillows, and gave white hits.

"I slept early yesterday, I am not sleepy." Bai Xiaosheng made their enthusiasm and smiling.

The second version of the manuscript made on, he also slept in eleven, really sleeping.

His eyelid edema is before going to bed, water is drinking more.

"In short, we will do it, this morning, you will take a rest." The small Song is really tough.

These three people really don't listen!

Bai Xiaoli is not unable to explain, because the existence of Honglian's intelligent system is unclear.

On this morning, the old king three people, like a bloody blood, full of effort, and the work efficiency is 50%.

Bai Xiaosheng wants to see what they do, can't.

He is this time, it is called "outside".

Bai Xiaoli is quite helpless, I have to go with my own manuscript of my second edition "warm style" last night.

A shopping center, doing a warm style building, in the local area of ​​Tiannan, some advances.

It's still a business style.

However, Bai Xiaolheng read the information. The designer of this project is a passenger professor of Tiannan University. The senior academician of China Architectural Design Institute Song Yu, the concept of the business and the integration of humanities.

Bai Xiaosheng's new design should be very good at the concept of Song Yong Master.

Bai Xiaoling learned that Song Yong Master also came to the project last month.

Even the promotion department has always had a mailbox of Song Dynasty.

The master of this master is really a realm of the level of his own work.

Bai Xiaosheng, the more I feel satisfied, the more I feel satisfied, this version of the manuscript, if it is just a reserve, I can't see others, it is unfortunately.

Perhaps, I can give this Song master! Bai Xiaosheng is in the heart.

Song Qing is the designer, advocating the concept of business and humanities, and he may give me a different enlightenment.

Bai Xiaosheng immediately compressed the manuscript, indicating the design of the Thales Square, and then sent to the mailbox of Song Master.

However, he did not expect Song Yu Master to respond immediately.

After all, the identity of people is very busy, maybe I can't see it ten and a half months.

Bai Xiaosheng is not anxious.

At this moment, in a elegant villa in Heaven, a "strange" study.

The four walls are not a landscape painting, but a sketch of the architectural design, and the sketch of the landscape.

A old man wearing a white, black pants, is playing with a tablet, viewing a picture of a piece.

"Square, business!"

The old man shook his head, extremely lost and self-speaking, "these people, they have been in the eyes, and the final service is people! Humanity, comfort, culturality is long, is there, the trend is not When is it! It's better to be a old man! "

This old head is Song Yu Master.

He is watching the advertisement from another city, is the advertising design of his other architectural design.

After reading these, Master Song Zhen is very unhappy.

Those merchants are completely rushing on his reputation, advertising to the project, it is really prosperous, to the post-run operation, who cares about his concept, what is human unmanned, harmonious.

"I will change it all, I am not satisfied, if you dare to send a lawyer, if you don't care, the old man is in the business border, there is a little bit of voice!" Song Dynasty sent a voice directly.

Just sent out, he received an email.

"After you will reply so soon?" Master Song Yong is also amazed.

Modern technology is really not general, fast!

The old man opened the email, which found that it was not that project, but the city.

Terles Square?

"Well, they are also busy promoting ... Is this a book?" Song Yugu squad, unzipped the document, "I hope that I don't make me angry, my old man is not good."

In this Trice Square, Song Yu has been, the impression is not good, there is also the same effort, the building is generally reached. However, there are still some details that they do not meet the standard. At that time, he was very angry. It contramed to see the construction enclosure. What is the "one shop three generations", what "Nugget landmark", what "wealth leader".

In Song Dynasty, it is simply inadvertent, copper odor is forced!

So he did a touch of temper at the time!

Shang Denu personally guarantees him, saying that it will change.

Who knows that it is perfunctory.

Song Duo lazy put the decompressed documents and opens.

"Hey?" The old man only aimed at a glance, and his body was sitting straight, and the whole person was spirit.

"This style is a bit mean!" Song Dynasty hands holding flat, interested in flipping another picture.

At first, he turned very quickly, then slow down, let the details read the text, see every detail, sometimes turned back.

The eyes of the old man are getting more and more bright.

"Interesting, taste, good, I like!" Master Song Yi praised, and there was a few times.

"You can do this, this is not all. Set of buildings!" Song Dynasty smashed his mouth.

It is still unfinished!

Whoever designs this, I have to talk to him!

Master Song thought about it, directly sent the email, and also passed the micro signal that he easily gave people.

Terles Plaza, Promoting Department.

On the occasion of Bai Xiaosheng, I received an email.

The sender is actually, Master Song Yu?

This is only how long it has been, it is not an hour, the Song Master replied? Bai Xiaosheng is also shocked.

He got a message.

The email is very simple, just a sentence, "add WeChat, Song Yu!"

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