Song Yanzhi offered his ideas regarding the building.

The final design was to be completed by Quan Guangxia, with Wen Dawei assisting her.

However, Wen Dawei was also quite excited when he thought about it.

In organizations like theirs, seniority is the primary factor in determining who is ranked.

He's only been at the company for a short time. He definitely won't be assigned such a demanding, hands-on task.

But he just happened to do it.

They asked Song Yan some other questions, and he left, clearly in a daze.

Quan Guangxia felt dizzy because Song Yan was making too many demands.

Ventilation, air exchange, waterproofing, drainage, and safety!

When they built the tenement buildings, none of this was involved!

Song Yan said that the facilities in the house certainly cannot be in place, but we need to reserve space for them to be used.

After seeing these people off, Song Yan felt exhausted.

Song Yan always felt that he should focus on being a good doctor and not worry about anything else.

But without realizing it, everyone's business began to be influenced by their own ideas.

Song Yan, after all, came from an era of information explosion. Although he had never done it himself, related news was everywhere.

Song Yan knew about future development trends, so he mentioned it.

It could be said that Song Yan had the least amount of personal involvement in the specifics of their business operations. However, they treated her as the backbone, as she set the overall direction.

...

After dinner, Song Yan didn't plan to go out, but then he remembered Aunt Ji.

Judging from her appearance, she must have been worried about the jade at home and hadn't rested well.

Go ahead! Go visit Aunt Ji's house.

Song Yan asked Hou Fa to move the five boxes of raw stones from the warehouse into the trunk of the car.

The boxes weren't big, but they were quite heavy.

Aunt Ji had been listening to the noise outside the yard, and when she heard it, she quickly came out to check.

She finally got to see Aunt Song.

She looked at Song Yan's car and thought it was very beautiful.

“Aunt Ji, let Sister Yaqiu buy you a car in a few years!” Song Yan said.

"Tch! Don't think I don't know how much this car costs!"

With this money, I'd buy a few yards! They're just sitting there doing nothing, I can rent them out and make money!

This car needs gas and costs money!

Can't I take any of the buses on the main road?

"They don't know how to manage a household!" Aunt Ji said with a mixture of envy and disdain.

Song Yan couldn't help but burst into laughter, which Aunt Ji thought was Song Yan laughing at her for being stingy.

Aunt Ji didn't seem to care.

This car was already so expensive!

Song Yan then remembered what she had told Shen Qian—the story of how watching TV caused her house to disappear.

It's not even the future yet, and Aunt Ji is already talking about this now.

Hou Fa went with Song Yan; otherwise, Song Yan would have had to carry all that stuff himself.

Song Yan's space can nurture jade, and she has seen many kinds of fine materials.

But when she saw what was placed in front of her, she gasped.

It's so beautiful.

It's not just the beauty of the jade carving, but also the unique, exquisite, and warm beauty of the jade itself.

After Song Yan reviewed the items, Ding Yaqiu checked them against the design drawings one by one. Once everything was confirmed to be correct, she carefully packaged them and placed them in a wooden crate.

Hou Fa took the raw stone down and then loaded the carved piece into the car.

Song Yan told Hou Fa to take the bus back first, while she drove around for a while, putting all sorts of jade items into her spatial storage.

Song Yan and Aunt Ji chatted for a while longer about everyday things.

In just a short while, Ding Yaqiu had removed the outer skin from a piece of raw stone.

"Song Yan, look! This is another piece of imperial green jade!" Ding Yaqiu said excitedly.

People who appreciate jade do not necessarily have to own it.

Just like Ding Yaqiu and her father, they are happy to carve anything they design.

Of the raw stones Song Yan brought, half were scraps that people in Guangcheng had picked through, or stones she had collected from the rocky outcrop. Only occasionally would a piece yield jade here, and the chance of finding a high-quality piece was extremely low.

The remaining half was nurtured by Song Yan in his spatial dimension.

That won't do if you find something of value just by opening a stone...

Song Yan was very familiar with the area around Aunt Ji's house. She turned left after leaving Aunt Ji's house, entered an alley, and parked her car.

Opening the trunk, Song Yan put the jade items inside into his spatial storage and placed them in a corner specifically for storing jade.

Song Yan silently thought to himself, "Let the jade artifact remain in its current state."

If you leave them in the space and don't care for them, the jade will become more beautiful after a period of time.

These were all carved by the Ding family father and son themselves, and he might see them someday in the future.

If they discover that the jade quality is different during and after carving, that wouldn't be good.

Song Yan only keeps raw stones in his space.

Having a car is great; one trip is all it takes. Once the car stops, you can just store everything in the storage space.

If it were a bicycle, I would have to walk back and forth several times!

Go out of this alley and turn left to enter the main road. Song Yan can then go home by following the main road.

Song Yan always prioritizes safety. He merges into the main road from the alley, and since there are no cars in front or behind him, he still doesn't drive fast.

The car slowly drove onto the main road.

"Screech...!" Although the car wasn't going fast, Song Yan slammed on the brakes.

It's like a car that's moving suddenly coming to a standstill.

Song Yan saw two people across the street. The woman tried to stop the man, but he wanted to leave.

The man looked very impatient.

The gay man's clothes were ordinary and inconspicuous.

But his appearance is striking.

Even under the streetlights, Song Yan could see it clearly.

Song Yan might not remember someone she'd only met once.

If you've met someone twice and they resemble someone you've known before, then you're almost certain you're not mistaken.

This man is Leng Zhaojiang.