In front of the house.

A fine man with a straight suit stood at the door, with a silver box in his hand, standing in front of the house and waiting.

Click...

not for a moment.

The gate of the house opened automatically like electricity.

Mrs. Zhang came out of the house in a hurry. Looking at the young man, she said with a smile, "I'm sorry, my husband said there was no appointment. Did you make a mistake?"

It was Fu Xiu, an engineer who was responsible for the renovation of Liang Chen's parking lot. He was a young talent who had won the fox Gold Award for construction all over the world.

Hearing this, Fu Xiu frowned solemnly and said politely: "Auntie, maybe I didn't make it clear. It was Mr. Zhuang Meng, general manager of LC international, who asked me to come to my house directly. He said that the renovation of the parking lot should be decided by Mr. Liang."

"This... But our husband does not have an appointment. Otherwise, you can call Mr. Zhuang first and let him inform Mr. Zhuang in advance. Otherwise, I'm in a dilemma here. Sir, it's forbidden for outsiders to enter and leave the house. You'd better make a phone call to find out!"

Sister Zhang was helpless.

Liang Chen's temper is naturally clear to her.

Usually approachable is true, but last time there was a rabbit who didn't know where to come out and stopped Liang Chen outside the door. Liang Chen no longer wanted to let outsiders into the house.

In the face of Mrs. Zhang's embarrassment, Fu Xiu had to nod: "well, I'll call Mr. Zhuang right now. Please don't close the door. It's embarrassing for me to stand here alone."

Ding Ding Ding...

is sleeping back in the bedroom.

Liang Chen's mobile phone suddenly rings.

He felt the mobile phone lazily from the bedside table, turned on the hands-free, and roared in an impatient voice: "what are you doing? Let's not let people sleep!"

Chuang Meng on the other end of the phone was thumping in his heart.

It seems that the boss is not in a good mood today. He should be careful when he speaks. Zhuang Mengqing cleared his throat and whispered: "cough, boss! Today, I asked the architect to rebuild the vegetable field to make a parking lot. Did you forget it? "

In this way, Liang Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

The circuits in the brain are like electricity.

"That seems to be the case! If you don't say I've forgotten, you can get me a little assistant to remind me of these trivia, so that I can forget it! "

He got up and sat down on the bed and looked out the window at the yard.

Hang up Zhuang Meng's phone, directly press the electronic call button at the door of the bedroom and shout: "Sister Zhang, let him come in and wait in the main hall. I'll come out immediately."

Fu Xiuyi was startled by the sound from the air.

Looking at the long history of the courtyard, Mr. Fu felt that something had happened in the yard. Hearing Liang Chen's voice, Mrs. Zhang let Fu Xiu in.

After entering the door.

Fu Xiucai was shocked by all the designs in the house.

I've known this house is unusual for a long time. I didn't expect that the design inside was so modern, and all of them were optimized by artificial intelligence.

Fu Xiu was sitting on the vice chair of the main hall, holding his own hard to file several overnight proposals, quietly waiting for the arrival of Liang Chen.

Not for a moment.

Liang Chen, dressed in flip flops, white vest, assorted shorts, hair like a chicken coop, walked out, yawning.

"Coming!"

He yawned and looked at Fu Xiu.

He has read about this man for a long time.

It is not because he has won any awards, but because he has a very pre-determined structure in modern design and design only.