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A brand-new table linen is already on the table.

One goblet from Riedel was placed on the table.

Zhang Xiaojian did not hesitate to open the bottle of Romanee Conti's 90-year red wine that the neighbor gave yesterday.

Then I poured some for everyone, and everyone happily set up the pot together. It is unreasonable not to mention the red wine with the pot. Except for a few people who know, they shake the cup and taste it. LOW led by Zhang Xiaojian Goods...but they are all drinking grape juice.

But at this table, of course no one cares.

After the meal, everyone laughed and laughed. Liu Yi finally hit Xu Yichen. Su Yu held up his belly and shouted, "I want to have another glass," and Gao Qingsong stopped him.

Liu Mei and Ye Mozhu talked about wine knowledge, while Zhang Xiaojian ate meat throughout the whole process. He contacted him for being lazy at home. He was the first one to eat.

Around nine o'clock, everyone helped Ye Mozhu tidy up the table, and then went back to each house.

Savour the food and think about that.

Who knows, Ye Mozhu repeated the old trick: "Not today."

"Come less~!"

How can it be simple once, how can it be the second time?

Without saying anything, Zhang Xiaojian almost rectified Ye Mozhu on the spot. The reason why he was "almost" was his embarrassing discovery that Ye Mozhu did not lie to him this time.

As a result, the wind is calm but the trees are not stopping.

Knowing that Zhang Xiaojian couldn't do anything, Ye Mozhu...

Zhang Xiaojian was angrily spouting a mouthful of old blood, and had to say something righteously: "I want to be a beautiful man in peace."

Ye Mozhu smiled and said, "Okay." He just drew a circle on Zhang Xiaojian's chest with his little hands, didn't curse him in his heart, but looked at his uncomfortable expression, extremely happy...

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It was very happy for Ye Mozhu, but the night that was difficult for Zhang Xiaojian passed quietly.

Early the next morning, Zhang Xiaojian came downstairs and saw Ye Mozhu's hearty breakfast again.

Looking at her good wife and mother, it is hard to think that she is the little devil who tortured herself last night...

The two had breakfast together, and Zhang Xiaojian drove straight to Shenke.

On the third day after arriving at Ning Yuan, everything with him at the core was actually running at high speed.

In Shenke's office building, the eighteenth and nineteenth floors have been completely occupied by the new project team. They are the dim light project team and the Shinhwa Amusement Park project team.

At the same time, in the CBD building opposite the Shenke office building, the 36th floor office area today ushered in a new company-Jianxing Charity Fund.

After Zhang Xiaojian came to Shen Ke's office, he didn't get busy for the first time, but drank the coffee that Ye Mozhu made for him.

Taking a sip of coffee, he knew that a busy day was about to begin.

Nine points-Zhang Xiaojian will personally review the first version of the construction drawings of the Mythology Amusement Park designed by the top domestic design team.

Ten thirty-The teacher plan of the Tian Chai Ren Project will also be delivered to his table, and the first conference will be held in the conference room of the Jianxing Charity Fund.

Noon-lunch break

One point-as the LPL transfer period has ended, Li Dong of the RPG club will report the results.

Three points-Liu Mei helped him and Ye Mozhu make an appointment for a private order, and he will tailor countless sets of clothes they need in the future.

This will take at least a few hours. At that time, Zhang Xiaojian's day will be completely over, but even at night, it will definitely not be as pleasant as the night when he first arrived in Ningyuan. This unpleasantness will probably last for a week. Ye Mozhu, this little fairy doesn't tease him...

The mess didn't occupy Zhang Xiaojian's mind for too long.

At nine o'clock on time, his office door was knocked, Ye Mozhu helped him tidy up his clothes, and the two walked into the meeting room together.

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The preliminary design drawings of Shenhua Amusement Park are displayed on the curtain of the conference room in 3D.

Under the introduction of a designer who seemed to be young but was actually a famous designer in the industry, the audience was applauded many times.

It's just that the most important applause did not appear. The initiator and investor of the project, Mr. Zhang, propped his chin, frowning and wondering what he was thinking.

In order to win Zhang Xiaojian's attention, the designer became more and more frothy.

Especially when he came to the center to design the'Golden Wand Bar', his whole eyes were bright, and he said in an excited tone: "This is the core building of the Shinhwa Amusement Park, the Wing Bar!"

"Designed with the weapon shape of Monkey King in the famous Journey to the West. In fact, this is a tower."

"The total length is 360 meters, far surpassing the 269 meters of Ningyuan's current landmark flying tower. It will become a new landmark not only in Ningyuan, but even in northern cities!"

With that said, he used the remote control to make the 3D-modeled lifelike golden hoop rod to rotate in the high-altitude real scene. Most of the present here live in Ningyuan. Through this high-altitude perspective, he saw many buildings familiar to Ningyuan, and even more felt that this is called Jin. The heights of the landmark buildings of the hoop are very cold.

Just when they wanted to applaud, Zhang Xiaojian raised his hand: "Wait a minute."

So the audience stood still.

All the people on the design team looked at Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian said: "I think it might be because I didn't say clearly before. The two words landmark gave you wrong ideas."

Everyone is puzzled, especially the designer responsible for the explanation... even more puzzled.

Zhang Xiaojian whispered: "It's my fault. I made a mistake before. I don't want landmarks. I want spectacles."

Wonder... The word comes from the game simulation city.

The difference between landmarks and wonders is that wonders need to have unique characteristics around the world.

Zhang Xiaojian stood up and said, "Where is the tallest tower in the world?"

"Burj Khalifa, also called Burj Khalifa."

"How high is it?"

Many of you here are designers. Of course, as many as a treasure, someone said: "828 meters."

Zhang Xiaojian coughed lightly and said, "China has been fond of the number nine since ancient times. Nine represents an endless number in ancient times. How about we build a 999-meter tower?"

The audience was silent. The people from the first-class domestic design team looked at Zhang Xiaojian and felt that the young man in front of him was a bit... mad.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't think so. Since Huaxia people can build the world-renowned Hong Kong-Macao-Zhuhai Bridge and build high-speed rail tracks that make the world jaw-dropping, why can't they build the world's tallest tower?

It's just that he is not a professional after all. He is obviously a little wishful thinking. An engineer said: "Dong Zhang, the technical problem here..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Xiaojian said, "Don’t think it’s not enough before you start to do it. Go to the world’s best architectural experts and ask them to study if it’s possible. If possible, start a new one immediately. Design and layout."

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The meeting of Mythology Playground seemed to have ended scribbled, but it actually shocked everyone's heart.

With Zhang Xiaojian's words, his subordinates would immediately break their legs, and the fact that they wanted to build a tall tower in the world spread throughout Shenke almost instantly.

Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu returned to the office. Today they wore professional suits and their scorching eyebrows had been waiting for a long time.

She took out four well-made but simple envelopes and handed them to Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian took the envelope and didn't look at it for the first time. He put it on the table first, then sat down and asked casually, "This is?"

"Invitation."

Zhang Xiaojian opened the envelope when he heard the words, and saw a paper card studded with a little platinum. After holding it in his hand, it was shining against the sun. There was a line of text on it. He didn't look carefully, only saw a blank one. Date, and then said: "The day after tomorrow."

Liu Mei smiled and looked at Ye Mozhu: "What kind of dishes are going to be made, and I ask someone to prepare the ingredients in advance."

Invite the four neighbors to a family dinner, and of course the hostess Ye Mozhu is in charge.

Ye Mozhu is not stage fright, and believes himself: "You don't need to prepare ingredients for home cooking."

The true state is average...

But ask for a ticket, tomorrow Monday.

(End of this chapter)