"Hmm, why is the handwriting on the back more and more unreadable? Looking at the wrinkles of the paper, it can't be that it has been wet with some liquid......, right? Such a destructive treatment, or is there something different about the designer?"

Li Fei, who was sitting on the side, heard Fang Yi's self-muttering question. At this moment, his old face suddenly turned red, and he was very embarrassed in his heart.

The old face blushed because of his tyrannical nature. And the embarrassment in his heart is because, in fact, the second half of the drawing has no meaning at all, but he accidentally spilled coffee on it...

Li Fei hurriedly interrupted Fang Yi and continued to study the coffee-colored folds. If she is allowed to continue her research, then her "bad behavior" of destroying the heavens will definitely be exposed to the point where there is nowhere to hide...

You must know that the design drawings are the lifeblood of the designer! Li Fei ruined the lifeblood of others so much, if it fell in the eyes of Fang Da Designer, then it would definitely leave a very bad impression on people.

I saw that he opened his mouth and said casually, "Ahem, this designer, have you read all the drawings, I want to ask, if the design fee is not included, how much is the decoration cost on this drawing?"

Fang Yi handed over the drawings in a little confusion, and by the way, he saw these actions in his eyes, mistakenly thinking that Li Fei didn't want to reveal too many secrets on the drawings. But there is one thing she has not been able to figure out, that is, since Li Fei has such high-level design drawings, why did he come to the design office for decoration design? Wouldn't it be good to go directly to the designer who gave him the drawings at the beginning? The person who can design such drawings must have a large number of outstanding professional talents around. They want to decorate this 30-square-meter shop, which is definitely a piece of cake?

Designer Fang buried these questions in his heart, and he didn't blurt out the questions if he was not very blind. After all, she is a smart person who knows what to ask and what not to ask.

I saw Fang Yi purse her lips, and then answered Li Fei's question just now, "This, Mr. Li, you also know that the main value of our design firm is to think about and design for customers." And physical decoration, physical decoration, in fact, to put it bluntly, can only be regarded as our subsidiary value, small profits. Most design firms are reluctant to accept projects and projects that do not include design fees. ”

Li Fei understood what Designer Fang meant, that is, their design firm does not do a single decoration and decoration business, unless he is willing to pay the design fee together, then according to the meaning of his drawings, complete the decoration operation, there is no problem.

Decoration is really a headache, with high-end drawings are not good, but also to match the manpower and financial resources of the drawing process... If this Nima had so much money, he would still be sitting in the seat and tangled in yarn.

"Miss Fang, to tell you the truth, the start-up capital for opening my store is very limited. The cash and the loan are not enough to meet the fees charged by your firm. So ......"

Li Fei silently put the drawings into the envelope, and then had no choice but to think about whether he should go to the bank for a loan and make up 150,000 yuan to decorate the decoration and get it all done. Start a foster care store smoothly and don't get it complicated. Just scrape together the money and smash the design out.

His expression and movements when he put away the drawings were seen by Designer Fang. Fang Yi couldn't figure out why a young man who could come up with such gorgeous drawings finally admitted that he had limited funds to open a store. Please, just the design drawings in his hand, and the crystallization of experience in the last one. If it is said that it is unpleasant to sell at a low price, at least the harvest can be quite impressive. After all, few artists are willing to share or be honest about the crystallization of such experiences.

Fang Yi looked at Li Fei's appearance, not lying or pretending. At least judging from his demeanor, eyes, movements, and various details, Fang Yi, who is sensitive and delicate, really can't see that there is anything to hide.

Seeing Li Fei tidying up his backpack, it seemed that he was about to get up and leave. At this time, Fang Yi suddenly felt a little entangled in his heart.

If it weren't for this design office, if she hadn't opened it, many rules would have stipulated that she wouldn't be in charge. Otherwise, with the eight drawings in Li Fei's hand, as well as the pitiful difficulty of his tight funds. It is very likely that Fang Yi, who is an artist, wants to help him with compassion. After all, the blood of the designers of the firm is more or less artistic and humanistic. Not exactly the kind of businessman who chases fame and fortune.

Just as Li Fei put away the envelope, intending to say goodbye to Designer Fang. Seeing Fang Yi's tightly bitten lips, he suddenly opened slightly with hesitation. She looked at Li Fei's side face, and finally said to him hesitantly, "That, Mr. Li Fei..."

Li Fei hesitantly turned his head and asked, "Hmm, is there anything else, Miss Fang?"

"Oh, that's the way it is. Fang Yi adjusted his mood, then took a slight breath and said, "Due to many things in the firm, I can't be the master, after all, I am not the boss of the firm, and there is no way to break the original rules." So if you don't take a look, if it really doesn't work, I'll go and ask our boss how to take your case, right?"

"Really? That's great... Thank you!"

Li Fei, who was carrying a backpack, was somewhat warmed by Fang Yi. In an indifferent society like today, how many people are willing to lend a helping hand when he is in trouble and helpless. In fact, Fang Yida could have remained silent and watched Li Fei leave like this. Anyway, with such a small business, it doesn't matter if she takes it or not.

But Fang Yi is kind, and her personality is like the beautiful angel she painted in front of the door. The smile is sweet and heartwarming.

"Tuk Tuk!"

"Please come in. ”

"Is the boss busy, I have a little thing I would like to ask you for a little approval. ”

"What kind of trivial matter, do you want our big beauty to come over in person? Isn't it okay to make a phone call or send a text message? It's so grand, look at the envelope in your hand, it won't be our beauty Fang who is going to get married and send a wedding post, haha!"

Han Qibo, male, 36 years old, 1.76 meters tall, weighing 65kg, cheerful, talkative, joking, unmarried.

Today, Boss Han was wearing an extraordinarily casual gray slim-fitting civilian clothes. The orange belt tied around the waist and the long tail hanging down to the heel make it stand out on the road. The gray pedals of the same color, combined with short gray boat socks, make Boss Han's feet and necks exposed, making them look more young and fashionable.

Fang Yi, who didn't even have a boyfriend, almost gave Han Qibo a big roll of his eyes. But for the sake of him being her boss, Fang Yi smiled and curled the corners of her mouth and replied, "Yes, boss, I came here to send you a wedding post this time." ”