Zuo Qian ran back to Building A with a smoke, his heart was still beating wildly, this Wenjing was too enthusiastic. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After returning to Building A, Zuo Qian planned to go to each floor to take a look.

First go to the third floor.

Today's construction site looks much cleaner and tidier than when it was troublesome, and most of the materials have been on the wall.

The initial effect looks good, and the workers are also doing their duty in their own jobs, Zuo Qian is very pleased.

Ah Shui, who made trouble last time, was also helping the workers to help them with each other or something, and they were in harmony.

"Brother Shui." Zuo Qian stepped forward and walked into Ah Shui.

"Miss Zuo is here." Ah Shui looked up at Zuo Qian, glanced at the faint mouth, was not polite or disgusted, and after speaking, he lowered his head and continued to busy with the work in hand.

"Brother Shui, are there any problems with the materials now?" Zuo Qian didn't care, and asked with concern for the material.

"No problem." Ah Shui replied rudely, still without raising his head.

"Well, it's okay, it's hard."

"It's not hard." Ah Shui replied without raising his head while he was busy.

"Okay, you guys get busy first, then I'll go first." Zuo Qian stood there and saw that he had nothing to do, and he couldn't help much, so he had to leave first.

Continue to go up again, the fourth and fifth floors are fine, no problem, and then the sixth floor.

Zuo Qian didn't take the elevator but climbed the stairs, but the corridor was very quiet, and he couldn't hear a sound, it was dark and dark, and it was a little infiltrating.

Zuo Qian is afraid of the dark, and it's the kind that is hugely afraid. I had to stomp my feet twice, hoping that the sensor light in the corridor would automatically turn on, but she stomped several times in a row, and the sensor light did not turn on, and the corridor was still dark and cold.

In the August weather, Zuo Qian still felt cold sweat and his back was wet, but he had already walked half of the way back, so Zuo Qian had to be bold and continue to walk forward. Step by step, the steps under my feet became heavier and heavier because of fear, and my heart was also afraid of beating wildly because of nervousness.

"Who?" At this time, there was a sudden roar from upstairs.

Zuo Qian was so frightened that he didn't stand firm and almost fell.

Then I saw that the door connecting the stairs and the sixth floor suddenly opened, and a white light suddenly shot in, too dazzling, and the left shallow eyes couldn't stand it and hurriedly blocked it with his hand.

When it eased up, he opened a slit and looked at the sixth-story doorway.

I saw a tall figure Yushu Ling Feng standing there, because of the light, the person's face could not be seen clearly, but from the voice it should be an old man.

But there was light, Zuo Qian was not so nervous and scared, and hurriedly walked up by the light, and replied as he walked. "Hello, I'm Zuo Qian."

"Left shallow? What for? The old man didn't seem to welcome Zuo Qian's sudden intrusion, and his tone was not kind at all.

"I'm gorgeously decorated." Zuo Qian's truthful answer is still going up.

"Stop." said coldly and drank leftly.

This voice was vigorous and powerful, not angry and arrogant, Zuo Qian had to stand still, and did not dare to move.

"You say you are? Gorgeously decorated. Seeing that Zuo Qian did not move, the figure asked in a slightly inferior voice, and his voice was still vigorous and powerful.

"Yes." Zuo Qian didn't know why, and replied respectfully and truthfully.

"Come up, I'm looking for you." The old man said angrily when he heard this, and opened the door.

Zuo Qian heard the words and climbed the stairs, but there was a bright light, and his heart was much more steady.

After a while, I went up to the sixth floor.

Pushing open the door and walking in directly, I saw an old man with a pair of platinum glasses and a teacup sitting on the leather sofa, his spirit was shining, but he was a little angry. Dressed in a decent Italian handmade black tunic with an extraordinary old man's bearing, he has the gentlemanly demeanor of an English aristocracy.

"Old gentleman." Zuo Qian walked over respectfully.

"You are? Gorgeous? The old man looked up at Zuo Qian and asked questioningly.

"Yes." Zuo Qian replied.

"How come I haven't seen you." The old man stared at Zuo Qian and asked suspiciously.

"I just got transferred from City A." Zuo Qian replied truthfully, not knowing the identity of the old man, and began to look around at the overall decoration of the six floors.

I haven't seen it for a few days, and it's been a sea change.

The engineering materials that were previously empty and disorderly placed everywhere were all cleaned up and replaced with brand new office equipment, which was spotless. And each one is exquisite, and each one is a boutique.

For example, the sofa where the old man sits is an Italian handmade leather sofa; The glittering coffee table in front of the sofa is a whole piece of white marble; The teacup used to drink tea is the best jade jade liquid cup in Myanmar; There are also Van Gogh's sunflowers hanging on the walls.

Undoubtedly, it shows the luxury and luxury here, and the style is different from the 12th floor.

"Okay, since you're really gorgeous, then I just have something to look for you." The old man's tone was very unkind, and he was even angry, and his momentum was not a little bit strong.

"Sir, may I ask you what you are not satisfied with?" Zuo Qian hurriedly withdrew his eyes looking around, looked at the old man's face, and asked cautiously.

"Then, you can come up and see for yourself." The old man said in a deep voice when he heard this, his fingers knocked on the white marble coffee table, and Zuo Qian was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out.

Zuo Qian walked up and looked at the old man's fingers, and saw that there were shallow scratches on each of the four corners of the white marble coffee table.

If it is about jadeite and jade, if there are subtle scratches, it will not only affect the appearance, but also the key is to lose the value, drop the value!

"See?" The old man saw Zuo Qian and replied, and asked in a deep voice.

"See." Zuo Qian stumbled and said, not knowing what to do.

I just feel that I haven't had a smooth time when I come to C City, and it's really a wave of unsettled waves.

"This is the whole piece of white marble in Kunlun Mountain, how do you solve it, go to your leader immediately." The old man raised his eyes and looked at Zuo Qianqing, who was thin and thin, guessing that Zuo Qian also had any right to speak, and he didn't intend to embarrass her.

"I'm the leader." Zuo said in a shallow voice, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

"You're the leader." The old man obviously didn't expect Zuo Qian to be in charge of such a big company at a young age, raised his head and pushed the platinum glasses on his nose and squinted at Zuo Qian, obviously not believing it.

"Hmm." Zuo Qian replied weakly, and his head was about to be buried in the ground.

"Okay, then let's see how this matter is solved." When the old man heard this, he was really a little embarrassed, and his momentum was not so tough, so he softened.

"Gilding." Zuo Qian had no momentum and asked tentatively.

"Bunk?" The old man looked at Zuo Qian suspiciously.

"Four corners of gold." Zuo Qian thought that the old man didn't understand and said.

"Four corners of gold?" The old man was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Well, I'm thinking about it." Seeing that the old man didn't seem to be satisfied, Zuo Qian looked at the old man tremblingly, and asked tentatively, "Fight... Grind..."

"Okay, just gold." Before Zuo Qian's word 'polishing' was finished, the old man slapped his palm excitedly on the white marble coffee table.

"Okay, let's put it in gold." Zuo Qian swallowed the remaining half of the words in his stomach and echoed in a curt.

In fact, she wants to polish it even more, how much gold does such a large piece of white marble have to be wrapped in?

But seeing the old man's excited mood, she really couldn't sweep the old man's mind, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't even know how to walk to the sixth floor, and of course she didn't dare to ask the old man's identity. (To be continued.) )