Chapter 71 This is indeed a fairy who gives away money!

Cheng Hui has been drawing blueprints all his life. He has a steady hand and can draw straight lines and circles without a ruler.

She used her special skills to draw a floor plan with ease.

Clear and concise.

Cheng Jianming and Zhao Daxing both looked up at her.

An expert can tell whether there is one or not at a glance!

Just by looking at the way she controls the pen, you can tell she has worked hard.

"Okay, niece. If anyone dares to say that you are unprofessional and unskilled again, I will be angry with him!" said Zhao Daxing.

Cheng Hui smiled and asked her father, "Do you think this apartment is okay?"

Without waiting for Cheng Jianming to speak, Zhao Daxing said, "Sure, what's wrong with that? It's so open at first glance, I want it too."

Cheng Jianming nodded. There was indeed nothing wrong with it, except that it was a bit luxurious.

Many leaders’ houses are not as beautiful as this one.

He seemed to have found his direction...

"Don't build the building too high, 4 floors will do." Cheng Hui added: "Build it beautifully, like this."

She quickly drew a picture of the exterior of a western-style house in the future.

The impact is greater than the floor plan!

The villas in a few decades will be many times more beautiful than the buildings today!

Cheng Jianming's breathing became heavy! My eyes are glued to the drawing and I can't pull them away.

"Did you design this?" he asked in a tense voice.

"What else?" Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Didn't you see it with your own eyes?"

"I mean, have you never seen other people's design drawings before?" Cheng Jianming said.

It’s not that he doesn’t trust his daughter, it’s just that this blueprint is too important!

"What are you saying about my niece? I don't like it when you say that." Zhao Daxing said:

"I have never seen such a beautiful house! I can guarantee that there is no such house in our provincial capital!

“Do you have any in Beijing?

“I’ve been to Shanghai, but I haven’t seen such a beautiful house. I’ve been abroad, but I’ve never seen such a beautiful house!

"You said she looked at other people's, where can she look?"

Although Zhao Daxing seemed to be trying to please Cheng Hui on purpose, he was really a little excited. Designers hate to be accused of plagiarism!

"No, that's not what I meant." Cheng Jianming didn't know how to explain, so he simply gave up explaining!

He took Cheng Hui's hand and said, "Come on, come on, come back to Beijing with me right now! Just based on this piece of paper, you will definitely be able to enter the Beijing Design Institute!"

Zhao Daxing is really angry this time!

I treat you as my brother! Are you trying to poach my people?

"No, no, no! Engineer Cheng is a genius in mechanical design. Building a house would bury her. It would be a great loss to the country!

"Is the machinery more important or the house?" Zhao Daxing asked Cheng Jianming.

Cheng Jianming really wanted to say that the house was important, but he also read the signs and knew that he would probably be beaten if he said it.

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Dad, my uncle is right. Machinery is more important. As for the house, you will know it once you see it. You don't need me."

Cheng Jianming...really.

He was a professional, and Cheng Hui drew the pictures stroke by stroke right under his nose.

He can draw one right now!

"I just think it looks good this way, so I drew it this way. As for how to build the house specifically, it still depends on professionals." Cheng Hui handed the pen to Cheng Jianming.

Cheng Jianming is truly a professional. After hearing Cheng Hui's request of two households per elevator, he immediately knew how to draw it.

He stayed in the office of the machinery factory to draw pictures, and while drawing he could clearly see the direction of his future efforts!

Cheng Hui was about to leave, so she asked Zhao Daxing, "Uncle, how can I take the bus from here to the Red Star Shoelace Factory, Dongfeng Iron Bucket Factory, Steam Turbine Washbasin Factory, and Feige Kettle Factory?

"I'm going to buy scrap iron and shoelaces from these factories so I can make handbags for you. Once they're done, I can deliver a batch of goods tomorrow."

Zhao Daxing looked down at her and said, "You are such a treacherous person!"

After you said that, can I still let you take the bus?

But she's so cute in this clever way!

"Xiao Sun, Xiao Sun, come here and take Engineer Cheng to our factory to provide welfare benefits! Drive slowly on the road, Engineer Cheng is a great contributor to our factory! If anything goes wrong, you will be held responsible!" Zhao Daxing shouted.

There were not many people who had any objections in the first place, and after he shouted like that, those who had any objections kept them to themselves.

There are two drivers named Sun in the factory.

Sun Peng is a little older, in his thirties but less than forty, while the other one is only in his twenties, so logically he should be the younger Sun.

But Sun Peng runs faster than him!

He immediately got in the car and drove it next to Cheng Hui, and took her away in a flash.

Xiao Sun was a little confused. What was so good about stealing this thing? Isn't it better to stay idle than to go out?

The roads are slippery due to the snow, and driving is extremely dangerous. Although the factory will repair the car after the accident, the driver's reputation will definitely be bad.

If the damage to the car is more serious, the driver may even have to be laid off!

So when winter comes, the drivers will try not to move if possible!

This is the first time I see someone so positive.

Old Sun drove steadily and took Cheng Hui to the Red Star Paper Box Factory first.

In fact, today the people from the food factory were divided into two groups. Cheng Hui and Cheng Jianming took a car directly to the machinery factory.

Over there, Zhang You, Guo Dajun, Aunt Qiao, and Lao Hei had already arrived at the paper mill.

Zhang You was a familiar face. Guo Dajun brought the official seal and money, handed over the money and the goods, and left with a batch of kraft paper.

Go to the paper box factory and have someone make the packaging bags.

When Cheng Hui arrived, she took Aunt Jiang to the shoelace factory.

The shoelace factory had already known the news in advance, and almost the entire factory was mobilized to line up to welcome Cheng Hui!

When they saw Cheng Hui and Aunt Jiang getting out of a car, the slaps suddenly became louder.

Nowadays, a car is a symbol of status and you can’t ride in one unless you reach a certain level.

Even if you have money, it’s useless. Even if you have money, you can’t buy a car privately. It’s not allowed. All cars, big and small, are public.

Cheng Hui looked at the shoelace factory, which was smaller than the paper box factory, with only about 20 people in total.

There are more women than men, and the few men are either old or disabled.

After Cheng Hui exchanged pleasantries with the factory manager, who was in his 50s and also came from the street office, she went straight to the point: "Let me see how many kinds of shoelaces there are?"

"We can supply whatever you want!" the factory manager said, "We are familiar with the rope factory!

"My son is the workshop director at the rope factory. We can produce whatever you want!"

Cheng Hui...No wonder this guy became the director of the shoelace factory.

She looked at several shoelaces and chose the only one that was round.

"We need this. Use up your stock first, regardless of whether it's black or white. Then ask the rope factory to make it the same color as kraft paper." Cheng Hui said:

"But there are two requirements: one is that it is strong, and the other is that it does not fade."

"Okay, okay, no problem!" said the factory director.

"How much do you sell these shoelaces for per pair?" Cheng Hui asked.

The factory director glanced at Aunt Jiang and said, "We used to sell them for 1 cent a pair, but Old Jiang told me that if you cut a shoelace in half, it would be enough for her to wear a bag.

"We have to cut it open and re-thread the rope, which requires manpower and buckles..."

Cheng Hui didn't wait for him to finish before saying, "2 cents a pair, 1 cent a pair, is that enough?"

"Enough, enough, enough, enough!" The man nodded rapidly.

This is indeed a fairy who gives away money!