The two of them walked into the small conference room one after another.

This projector is directly connected to the computer in Rong Luchi's office and has been turned on for a long time.

The above design drafts have been sorted out.

The plan is clear, and even the areas that need improvement are marked in detail.

"Wow, isn't it already fixed?"

Lu Wanwan looked at the design draft that looked like a mind map.

The designs above are all from my mother, but that was more than ten years ago.

Later, when the project was started again, Song Wanwan discussed it with his grandfather.

We have made some designs that are in line with current and future aesthetic trends.

Half of it was revised, and the other half was her own design.

“The first half was not a big deal and was very thorough.

The small apartment at the back was designed by you, right? "

Rong Luchi sat down, leaned back in the big chair, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at Song Wanwan.

Even when he was sitting and looking at people, his arrogant aura carried the majesty of an emperor.

“Well, I designed it myself because women are very independent nowadays.

They are now able to buy a house and live alone, and the houses are mostly small or medium-sized."

Song Wanwan sat down and quickly adjusted herself into a career-defining beauty as she looked at Rong Lvchi.

"Since the main consumer group is women, your style is too monotonous."

"Um?"

"Women's beauty is diverse, and the elements are also diverse."

"I agree with this." Song Wanwan nodded in agreement.

This man seems to understand women very well and respects women.

"So what Rong Shao meant was..."

“We need to design several decoration styles and take different apartment types into consideration.

Modern women are very outstanding and their abilities are not limited to small and medium-sized apartments.

We offer design plans for different areas, and Rongshi also accepts customized styles from owners.”

"Oh my!" Song Wanwan exclaimed subconsciously.

But the next second he immediately pursed his lips and shut up.

I could only sigh in my heart. This Rong Luchi wanted a one-stop monopoly service!

It was indeed Rong Luchi. The capitalists really won’t let go of any leeks.

When Rong Luchi heard her exclamation, he narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at her calm profile leisurely.

"Why, you want to call me a capitalist who's cutting leeks?"

Song Wanwan was shocked.

Can this person read minds?