Meng Xiaoni opened the file bag in front of everyone.
There are a lot of papers in the bag, a thick stack.
Design draft, there are three copies of the first draft of the contract, and even in the bottom, she also turned out a loan contract.
Meng Xiaoni was quite at a loss when she saw such a contract for the first time.
No matter how she is, she is just a fresh graduate with a few years of internship experience.
Meng's father and mother are not much better than Meng Xiaoni. They can't see the situation clearly. Finally, Meng Fu continued to be busy entertaining the guests in the shop. Meng's mother sat beside Meng Xiaoni and helped her "have a look".
Meng Mu didn't even read Meng Xiaoni's design draft, let alone Lao Lu's.
The design of the store still depends on Meng Xiaoni and Lao Lv.
Lao Lu has seen too many people in the building materials market.
At a glance, he saw that Meng Xiaoni was totally ignorant. He first put his first draft of design in front of Meng Xiaoni: "here is my preliminary idea. It's all based on your original idea
Then he took out the contract: "if you think it's OK, look at this contract again. It says the dividend ratio. Of course, this kind of loss contract is only one, there are confidentiality provisions. The rights and obligations between us, even the copyright situation, are very clear. "
Meng Xiaoni hesitated a little and finally nodded her head.
Lao Lu finally took out a loan contract: "this loan contract is, assuming you don't have so much money, I will try to help you borrow a bank loan. The professional term is "consumer loan". Of course, if you have money, don't worry about it. "
Next to her, Meng Mu asked, "what is consumer loan?"
Seeing that Meng's mother was at a loss, Lao Lu gave an example: "for example, use this shop to mortgage in the bank and borrow money from the bank. The specific repayment situation depends on the requirements of each bank. Many people will also consider this method when buying a house. "
Meng's mother didn't understand this. When she heard that she wanted to mortgage her store, she shook her head: "no, No. We still have some money for decoration. How much money to do. We don't understand this. In case we don't know what's in it... "
Meng Xiaoni does not understand these, but still know that the loan repayment is to pay more interest, also shook her head: "that's OK."
Lao Lu put away the last contract: "if it's done, let's look at the two first."
Meng Xiaoni read the design draft first.
There are many pages in the design draft.
Besides the main general design draft, there are many strange figures below.
Meng Xiaoni pointed at the place she couldn't understand on the drawing and asked: "what does this number mean?"
Lao Lu looked at the drawing: "some rooms in the house need to be tilted. Such as the bathroom, such as the kitchen need large water washing things
Meng Xiaoni pointed a position on the side again: "what does this box with fork mean?"
Lao Lu continued to explain: "where can you put the outside air conditioner. I'll change it later according to the specific situation of your shop. "
The drawing even shows the area where the fire fighting equipment is placed.
Meng Xiaoni asked for a long time, and Lao LV explained it one by one.
The pictures in the back include the pictures he imagined and the light projection route.
Lao Lu and Meng Xiaoni put forward their own point of view very pertinently: "the hell should not be an inhumane and gloomy place. It should be with the symbol of historical law and the color of folk reincarnation myth. If a store is depressing, the audience is small. So my design will be more mysterious and sacred. "
Meng Xiaoni nodded her head.
Mengmu was at a loss on the side: "what is the audience small?"
Meng Xiaoni gave Meng Mu a popular explanation: "just like the number of people who watch horror movies is less than those who watch inspirational movies."
Meng Mu suddenly said, "Oh, we all like to watch family dramas and gongdou dramas. So it's all on TV. Big audience
This is a reasonable statement.
Meng Xiaoni: "well."
Lao Lu confessed to Meng Xiaoni: "the theme of the underworld should be a gimmick, but it can't make a fuss. For hotpot shops, the most important things are good food, good service attitude and high cost performance. You should know that. "
Meng Xiaoni had a good idea and nodded heavily: "well."
Lao Lu's words are well founded, and with so many drawings, even though Meng Xiaoni and Meng's mother still have a lot of problems, they understand that Lao Lu's attitude is serious.
He is seriously designing this hot pot shop.
The next guest listened to one ear, but also a little excited: "master, do you still accept other designs?"
Lao Lu did not know where to find out his business card and threw it to the side: "then, two weeks later. House design, shop design. You can call me later. "
The guest quickly took the card.
Lao Lu continued to talk with Meng Xiaoni about their design drawings.Uncle Lu, who had become a ghost for a long time, listened for a while and wanted to doze off, but he had no ability to doze off. Just after eating the hot pot, the excitement subsided. He was a little bit bored, floating on the side to talk with Meng Xiaoni.
"Little girl, my son designs a high cost-effective one. You see how discerning your guests are
"How do you make this hot pot? I've never heard of your store before. "
"I don't know about ghosts. I don't know if there are any mobile phones in the underground. But I haven't heard other ghosts on the ground talk about your shop... "
Meng Xiaoni was very calm and continued to listen to Lao Lu.
"Little girl ~"
"sawadika?"
"Moses?"
"What about Hani hassai?"
LV Ye is in the tangle of single person.
No way, the only way to see him and hear him, Meng Xiaoni ignored him at the moment.
Hot pot shop, eat dinner, talk about business, talk about business. For a long time, Mr. Lu, who had nothing to do, drifted out of the door and walked around the whole house.
The weight of the ghost is too light. It's completely under control.
He floated up a little and wanted to go upstairs to the hot pot shop.
LV Ye looked up to the upstairs of the hot pot shop, his eyes and a pair of red eyes.
Guifeng stood at the window and spread her wings slowly. Its peach colored feathers shine in the summer sun, and its red eyes are moist, looking at the ghost in front of it.
But in LV Ye's eyes, what is on the windowsill is not a parrot.
He floated in the air, his face changed dramatically, his eyes widened in horror. Because of fear, he even lost his voice.
On the windowsill is a giant.
It doesn't know how to stand on the windowsill, its wings spread beyond the boundaries of the whole house, and the flame behind it reddened the vast sky. No, it should have reddened the whole world.
Its feathers are not real feathers, with fiery red illusions at all. Its claws are even more terrible, it seems that the next moment can tear any existence.
When LV Ye closed his eyes, something more terrible happened.
All the objects around gradually disappear and become nothing.
In that case, all the light in the circle will be swallowed. The world is in darkness. Only this giant exists.
It looks up and screams, piercing the soul.
All things in the world like the sun, but no one can bear the sun in front of them.
"Well?"
A female voice, let LV Ye Cang queen back, back to the mind.
In front of the hot pot shop, the windowsill on the second floor is a peach colored parrot.
Meng Xiaoni opened the door and looked at him not far away. She had a strange expression just now, and now she rushed to her Master Lu.
"What's the matter?" Lao Lu asked at the door
Meng Xiaoni opened the door and let the old Lu come out: "nothing."
Her eyes are still focused on the flustered LV Ye.
At this moment, Master Lu lost the naughty energy of the old child just now. He ran to old Lu's side in an easy way, pursed his lips tightly and kept fanning. He had lived most of his life, and now he was a ghost. For the first time, he met this kind of absurd thing.
Of course, being a ghost is ridiculous enough.
Meng Xiaoni noticed that LV Ye was wrong and frowned slightly.
Lu, who knew nothing about it, took his helmet to the battery car and said, "no more. You can discuss with your family and call me if you confirm. I remember what I said today. "
Meng Xiaoni agreed: "well."
Lao Lu put on his helmet and sat in his car: "let's go. Early decision, early relaxation, early action, early success. "
Meng Xiaoni laughed: "I know."
Lao Lu left in his battery car.
Wearing a T-shirt, LV Ye seems to be still immersed in his own world. He hangs behind old Lv's car and leaves with him.
Meng Xiaoni saw off old LV and LV ye and took two steps back. She went to the position where Mr. Lu was just now and looked up.
Upstairs, GUI Feng looks down.
They're looking at each other.
Meng Xiaoni tilts her head.
The ghost Phoenix follows the crooked head.
Meng Xiaoni realized that LV ye had seen GUI Feng just now. But why did Lord Lu look like that? Then why did he run away with his son?
She blinked: "hello."
The ghost Phoenix accords with the performance that a parrot should have, repeated her words: "hello."
The voice is clear and innocent.
The sun is still shining and it's hot outside.
Meng Xiaoni raised her head against the sun and asked Guifeng, "what happened just now?"
She's very smart, like Guifeng.
It jumped down from the second floor, flew to the top of Meng Xiaoni's head and squatted down.
In such a short time, Meng Xiaoni's hair was sunburned.GUI Feng felt very comfortable and answered the question in her head: "you should know that the habit is a little hard to change. I didn't like to be disturbed by ghosts before. For example, I couldn't help crying when I saw ghosts. "
Meng Xiaoni did not understand: "what will happen if you call?"
GUI Feng: "generally speaking, a hundred birds make the best of the Phoenix."
Meng Xiaoni was confused and even more unable to understand.
Ghost Phoenix: "a person sees very fierce bird, can feel a bit terrible."
Meng Xiaoni suddenly believed what GUI Feng said.
If the ghost who has been called by Guifeng appears in front of Meng Xiaoni, she will be angry and denounce Guifeng for cheating.
Is the bird of hell the same as the bird of human world?
Is that called a hundred birds to the Phoenix? It's called hundred birds expelling ghosts!
What's more, it didn't call a bird just now!
The author has something to say: Guifeng: it's not called lying, it's called the art of language!