Skynet Architect

"Ding Lingling!~~" The ringtone of a domestic brand-name mobile phone is domineering after all, and the sound is also very clear, and it can be heard far away in the empty banquet hall.

The girls and the beauties had already gone to chat with themselves, leaving Si Fan here alone, leaving only Si Fan yawning boredly and looking at the time on the watch in the whole hall.

When the bell rang for the third time, he finally answered the phone.

"Hey! Si Fan, didn't you say that the clubhouse in the community we invested in and built has already been built? Isn't it just a shack? I just boasted in front of my grandpa. The old man ordered that the whole family be dispatched to your place tonight Eat and drink, you are ready. The population of our family is definitely beyond your imagination, and several foreign partners will also come! And some of my foreign friends!" Song Yang was a little worried on the phone Said.

Si Fan's clubhouse has never been seen by anyone. Only when he invited the head chef three days ago did he take him over for a visit.

If it weren't for the palace-like building, the specification and experience as if entering the White House, he would never have come.

In the kitchen, Si Fan even spent millions to build the kitchen into a top-notch kitchen, so that this famous chef can come here to celebrate the New Year's Eve with him.

Such chefs were at the imperial chef level in ancient times.

Now his son is the real royal chef, and he is preparing dinner for the leaders!

When the phone had just ended, the phone rang again, this time it was an old classmate's call for New Year's greetings.

New Year's Eve. The phone calls are always continuous, and Si Fan is now the person who calls twice. It is usually enough, and now it has been continuous.

For a full half an hour, it was all New Year's phone calls, and the WeChat screen swiping was a headache. It would be nice if there was something new, but receiving dozens of the same text messages and WeChat made people collapse.

This is not the most frustrating thing, but the most frustrating thing for Si Fan is that he called himself and asked to join the party. These are his classmates and friends, and some customers who have some business contacts. Among them, Section Chief Hao is the most Positively, he led an unknown number of people in the bureau crying and shouting to participate in this New Year's party.

I really can't stop it no matter what.

After more than half an hour passed, Si Fan received a call from another main guest.

This person is Fan Qiang.

That's right! This guy, he himself has lived in Jiangcheng for so many years. He wasn't originally from Jiangcheng, but he had been transferred with his father several times, and he only came back in the past few years.

Now the guy on the opposite side of the phone is Fan Qiang. When he called, he could already hear the sound of car horns and occasional firecrackers.

During the New Year's Day, there were always some brats setting off firecrackers, from morning to night without stopping. When Si Fan was in college, he could no longer hear the sound of firecrackers in big cities. Occasionally putting a few of them can't be compared with third-tier cities.

After all, environmental governance here is not as strict as those of the three major cities! It is said that in Kyoto, as long as there is smoke, you will be fined.

And those who put off fireworks like Si Fan are even more deadly, don't even think about it, if you dare to let the king of heaven, I will get into trouble.

Fortunately, Si Fan is not in those big cities. A moment of peace can be enjoyed.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, when Si Fan drove the all-terrain vehicle to the gate of the community, an old Audi was parked near the gate, and there were more than a dozen cars there! There was a large group of people waiting at the door, but no one was talking nonsense.

Mr. Song stood in the middle of the crowd leaning on a cane, staring at the old man carefully looking at each building, and even walked around the building next to him.

"Hum!~" Si Fan's all-terrain vehicle didn't make much noise, just a few bumps on the bumpy road. When Si Fan came to the crowd, he found that the team in front of him was really complicated.

Besides old man Song, Fan Qiang's old man was also inside,

It's just that now he is not qualified to stand in the inner circle at all.

There are also several foreigners looking at the building in front of them with interest, and then commenting on it. Talking about their family's mansion in front of Song Yang.

Of course, what Si Fan is most proud of is that the manor they are talking about is still bringing their own decoration. The ingenious carvings in the Song family's manor make them feel relaxed and happy. In their minds, there are no architects there. The designer carefully designed it, because there are simply too many of the same and similar designs. It's almost a hodgepodge that directly moves the best designs in the world.

But the sculptures and murals there really attracted them. It was the game work of master sculptors and master painters in their minds, who regarded a mansion as their own work.

This is a work left by others when they played in the world and enjoyed life, and it is a frank work that they want to show the respect of future generations!

But for Si Fan, a businessman, they still dislike him very much, even hate him.

In their minds, such an unsightly house simply tarnished the value of those murals in their minds.

After Song Yang introduced it, the most handsome young man among them came over and shook hands with Si Fan lightly, then said in a gentle manner: "Sir, I don't know that the murals and sculptures in Mr. Song's home are the works of those two masters." ? Please be sure to introduce the master sculptor and master painter to me!"

He said very sincerely that he admired the exquisite carvings and beautiful murals very much.

Si Fan said with a smile: "This is a commercial secret, no comment, if you need anything, you can contact our company at any time!"

Si Fan handed over a business card.

The boy on the opposite side lost interest just by glancing at it.

"It's just a small company that is still architectural design and decoration design ... My estate is e \u0026 amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; AMP; A design, professional construction team construction, absolute world -class design, after all, people who have after all, after all You are a famous artist!" He said in admiration, but put Si Fan's business card in his trouser pocket. It looks like it will be lost in a while.

Si Fan didn't mind either. Pointing to the darkness in the distance.

"Since that's the case, I'd like to invite you to sit inside!" Si Fan said.

The other party just shrugged with contempt on his face.

"Actually, I still have something to tell you!" He whispered as if pretending to be mysterious: "In my eyes, the house you designed is worse than shit, and it is simply tarnishing the works of those masters." , isn’t it that you Chinese people are best at putting together fake cottages?” (To be continued.)