A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chen Hai looked at the monitor with a smile. From the monitor's tone, he could tell that this kid must be quite capable.

"You think your talent isn't enough just for a building of a few hundred square meters, right? Then you can include the surrounding landscape as well. It's easier to succeed than simply looking at architectural design. If you design the building's form and structure well, it's much easier than trying to win the entire project."

"I'll consider it, thank you, Brother Hai." The squad leader said with a smile.

But he still didn't want to change the topic, he was confident that he could get it.

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. Do you have any other questions?" Chen Hai asked with a smile.

Compared with other people in the design department, Chen Hai is indeed relatively more approachable.

Huo Yan shook his head, as if there was no problem, and looked at other students.

"We don't know anything about the investor. When this project was taken over, did the investor make any special requirements?" The squad leader suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here.

Chen Hai was the one talking the whole time, and they almost forgot about the main business.

"No, the project hasn't officially started yet. We just have an intention. So the company hasn't sent anyone to conduct research yet, and there's no preliminary preparation."

“When will it start?”

The class monitor was wondering whether his graduation project could catch up with the official bidding for this project.

Everyone wants their work to be accepted, but time may not be enough.

Chen Hai glanced at the class monitor. It was good for students nowadays to be motivated, but if they were too eager for quick success, they would miss out on more.

"It takes time to start a project. When the time is right, it will naturally start." Chen Hai said perfunctorily.

It's a huge project where people have invested hundreds of millions of dollars, so how can he, a mere person who makes renderings, have the final say?

"Okay, let's ask ourselves."

The squad leader took the lead and left first. He saw the contempt in Chen Hai's eyes.

The class monitor is considered a talented boy in the class, and even in the department, many people know his name.

Because he has won many awards, his works are posted on the walls of the department corridor. Teachers and students passing by will take a look at him, and after seeing him many times, they will naturally remember his name.

The squad leader thinks that design is only determined by talent and level of expression. He is talented in design, while those people in the company have only entered the workforce a few years earlier than him, but they may not be able to match his ability in design.

Huo Yan glanced at the squad leader who was walking out, a little dazed. What happened?

It was fine just now.

"Brother Hai, we'll leave first. Please give me a business card of the boss of this 'Yuanhang' investment company. I also want to know more about it." Huo Yan said with a smile.

Chen Hai nodded:

"I'll go ask. Manager Xu should have it. Wait for me."

"okay."

Huo Yan followed him out of the reception room and waited outside.

Many people in the company knew her and greeted her politely, and Huo Yan responded one by one.

Liu Xiaojiao pulled Huo Yan's clothes:

"It seems that you are very popular in the company."

Huo Yan was speechless. How should she answer?

She dared to say that there were no more than five people in the company who really liked her.

Chen Hai took out a business card and handed it to Huo Yan.

"This is Yuanhang's general manager's business card. Before you go over, please call the front desk to make an appointment."

Huo Yan smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Brother Hai."

I took the business card and looked at it: Qian Ziang?!

Isn’t that the Qian Ziang she knows?

Huo Yan scratched his hair and followed the squad leader and his group to Yuanhang Investment Company.

This company was indeed registered by Qian Ershao, with a registered capital of 20 million, but it is actually just an empty shell.

In addition to a seaside entertainment park, the current investment projects also include a Chen Palace Club, of course, which is located in the capital.

Qian Ziang, this empty shell boy, has been investigated by relevant departments no less than five times. He has a registered capital of 20 million, but actually did nothing. How could the relevant departments not suspect that he was using the capital to launder money?

Everyone in the department knows what Qian Ziang did in the past. Although he has been trying to whitewash himself over the years, there must still be a part of him that is not black.

So everyone was keeping an eye on his newly registered company, and after the two projects were launched, all the relevant departments were looking forward to it.

But who knew that upon deeper investigation, it was discovered that the investment project of Seaside Entertainment World was actually funded by a gentleman from Beijing. No one could understand how that gentleman got involved with this gangster and seemed to have invested quite a bit of money.

Qian Ziang came out of Chen Palace with his friends, and they were going to greet that young lady.

"Your Highness, are you going back to the hotel or somewhere else? I'll personally take you there."

The person in Young Master Qian's car was none other than Qi Wenshan.

If Mr. Zhuang Sanye can use the capital as the axis to expand his influence outward, why can't Qi Wenshan?

Kyoto is a great place.

It’s not too late to get a piece of the pie now.

"No, I'll just drive around by myself."

Qi Wenshan was quite easy to talk to, without a trace of arrogance or stinginess on his face.

"That's fine, please come in, Prince."

Young Master Qian opened the car door, watched the car drive away, and then got into his own flashy car.

Qian Ziang asked the manager to receive several of Huo Yan's classmates and called Huo Yan out alone.

Huo Yan moved closer to Qian Ziang and looked him over:

“Do you own many companies?”

The Haitian Entertainment World project is a big deal. How could Qian Ziang be so rich?

"There aren't as many men as you have. Why, what do you think?"

Qian Ziang fell into the BOSS chair, crossed his legs and shook them, his voice sounding very ruffian.

Huo Yan was very happy with what he said and nodded repeatedly:

"I think so too."

Young Master Qian glanced at her and said, "Show off..."

Don’t you know that jackals, tigers and leopards are approaching?

"How could I be showing off?" Huo Yan snorted coldly with a frown.

Suddenly remembering what happened in the capital last time, he immediately asked seriously:

"Boss Qian, when we were in the capital, did you and that person steal Zhuang Zhoucheng's business secrets?"

She still didn't understand why Boss Qin and Zhuang Qianyao blamed her so much that day.

She couldn't understand the secrets of those people even if they were placed right in front of her.

Also, why did Young Master Qian's friend say those words in front of Zhuang Zhoucheng that day?

She didn't understand at the time, but when she thought about it afterwards, it was obvious that she was being wronged.

"Who is it? The Black Prince?" Young Master Qian asked nonchalantly while whistling.

Huo Yan glared. "How would I know if it was the Black Prince or the White Prince? He was the one on both sides of the river that day, the one who wanted to kill me."

Young Master Qian laughed out loud:

"Auntie, with your man protecting you, who would dare to 'gag' you?"

"You haven't told me whether you stole Zhuang Zhoucheng's business secrets." Huo Yan roared.