Chapter 261 You can try
Looking for me?
Jiang Si was somewhat surprised. She had been on Qiongzhou Island for so long, and this was the first time someone had called her.
Did the other party say who it was?
"I don't know," the young soldier shook his head.
The call was answered by an operator; his job was simply to come and make the notification.
"They said they would call back in half an hour."
Jiang Si nodded. "Okay, I understand. Thank you."
After the young soldier left, Jiang Si carried Sui Sui back into the house. "Mom, I'm going to answer a phone call. I'll be right back."
"Okay, go ahead."
Huo's mother agreed, but Sui Sui in her arms objected.
As soon as the little guy's bottom touched the bed, his two little feet sticked up.
He gripped Jiang Si's clothes tightly with both hands, refusing to let go.
Jiang Si found it amusing and kissed his little hand. "Mommy is going out to answer a phone call. I'll be back in a bit."
But obviously, a two-month-old baby can't understand these things.
Just then, Jiang Si put him on the bed.
The little guy pouted, and the next second he started wailing.
She cried so hard.
Jiang Si is alright.
Unless the child is sick or uncomfortable, she will generally spoil the child when necessary, and be firm when necessary.
But... Huo Tingzhou is no good. The promise of a kind mother and a strict father doesn't work on him at all.
Seeing that Sui Sui was crying, he immediately held out his hand, "Give it to me, I'll comfort him."
He should have kept quiet, because as soon as he said that, Jiang Si looked up and glared at him.
The two little ones were originally incredibly well-behaved, needing no coaxing to eat or sleep.
But then he did something else: the child frowned, and he wanted to hold him.
Even when the child is sleepy, he wants to be held.
Now look what's happened, you've gotten used to hugging him.
As a result, the two little ones no longer like sleeping in the rocking crib. Even if they are coaxed to sleep, they will fall asleep as soon as they are put in the rocking crib.
The children started whining and grumbling as if they had nails stuck to their bottoms.
Not to mention breastfeeding.
How delicious it was when we used to eat rice! We could gulp it down in one go without stopping.
Now, she plays while eating her milk, and sometimes she even falls asleep while eating.
"You just keep spoiling him." Jiang Si said irritably as she shoved the child into his arms.
The goal was achieved; the child stopped crying.
But Jiang Si's next words made Huo Tingzhou's lips droop instantly.
"Since you enjoy comforting the babies so much, you can sleep with both babies at the same time from now on, so you can comfort them to your heart's content!"
After saying that, Jiang Si didn't even look at him and turned to leave.
But the little guy just had to bring up the very thing he didn't want to talk about, and he grinned at Huo Tingzhou with his little mouth wide open.
Her little mouth was making smacking noises.
This is the rhythm of needing milk.
Helpless, Huo Tingzhou hugged the child to his arms and skillfully unscrewed the bottle with his other hand.
After feeding the baby, I held the baby upright.
While patting her son's back to burp, she reminded him, "You made Mommy angry today. Be good next time."
You can be angry with yourself, but you can't make your wife angry.
Hearing this, Huo's mother laughed in anger. Who made her daughter-in-law angry?
Don't you know what's going on?
"Go away, give me the child."
Mother Huo took her beloved grandson from her, saying, "Hurry up and drink this soup, and take a good rest for a couple of days."
"mom……"
Looking at the bowl piled high with goji berries and red dates, almost overflowing.
Huo Tingzhou sighed, "Tightening the ligation tube is just a minor surgery."
"It's a minor surgery, that's true, but don't take your health for granted."
Knowing her son was stubborn, but no problem, Mrs. Huo had plenty of ways to deal with him.
"You're thirty years old this year, and your health will only decline as you get older..."
Alright, no need to say anything more.
The moment I heard the words "downhill road".
Huo Tingzhou's face instantly darkened.
He said he was fine, but his actions told a different story.
In just a few minutes, Huo Tingzhou had finished everything in his bowl.
Meanwhile, on the other side...
Jiang Si had already arrived at the communications unit and waited for about ten minutes.
The operator waved to her, "Comrade Jiang, the call has been connected."
Jiang Si nodded and quickly walked over.
"Hello, this is Jiang Si."
Soon a steady male voice came through the receiver, "Hello, Comrade Jiang."
Although the voice on the phone was a bit distorted, Jiang Si could still tell the difference when the other person spoke.
To her surprise, the call was from Dean Gao of the design institute.
The fact that the design drawings would be credited was already a done deal, so Jiang Si didn't bother with any formalities.
Instead, he sincerely thanked Dean Gao.
But simply saying thank you is not enough.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jiang Si asked the other party for the detailed address.
It's already the end of November, and she'll be returning to Beijing in two months.
Jiang Si plans to visit them at a suitable time.
Dean Gao readily agreed.
After saying a few more words, he asked, "Comrade Jiang, have you read the feasibility report for that shear wall?"
"I've read them." That day, after Commander Yao and Political Commissar Li left, they left those documents and materials with her.
Having nothing to do during this time, Jiang Si took a look through it.
"After watching it, did you have any thoughts or feelings?"
A little, but not much.
"It's alright, tell me what happened."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of papers turning over came from the other end of the phone.
Jiang Si didn't keep them in suspense and told them everything in detail.
Dean Gao responded from time to time.
And so, more than ten minutes later.
Jiang Si said, "That's about it."
"Okay, I'll sort it out right away. I'll let you know when I have good news."
Good news?
Jiang Si looked puzzled.
Before she could even ask, Dean Gao suddenly changed the subject.
"Xiao Jiang, have you read the National Daily these past two days?"
Jiang Si was taken aback when she heard this; there really wasn't one.
She doesn't have the habit of reading newspapers.
Moreover, during her postpartum period, Huo's mother was afraid that she would overuse her eyes, so she rarely let her look at these things.
But Dean Gao obviously wouldn't ask this for no reason.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Si asked, "Dean Gao, is there any important news in the newspaper?"
"right."
Dean Gao said solemnly, “The National Daily published a news item a few days ago about a nationwide architectural design competition. I think you can give it a try.”
"A call for submissions?"
"Yes."
Dean Gao said, "The higher-ups want to build a large hotel in the capital that caters to foreign guests, mainly for diplomatic talks and state banquets."
This is the first time the country has publicly solicited design proposals from across the nation, making it of extraordinary significance.
"Xiao Jiang, I've seen the revised proposal and design drawings you made last time. I think you're fully capable of giving it a try."
Jiang Si was still a little confused.
After a moment's thought, she asked, "Dean Gao, has the location for this international hotel been chosen?"
"I've made my choice." Dean Gao told her what he knew.
Jiang Si was even more puzzled after hearing this.
In later years, she worked in architectural design and gained some knowledge of landmark buildings across the country.
As far as I can remember, the only time the capital city expanded the east wing of the Beijing Hotel was around 1973.
But the address doesn't match.
The address of this hotel catering to foreign guests is to the west of the Beijing Hotel.
She remembered that the land to the west was all courtyard houses, and there didn't seem to be any high-rise buildings there.
After following this line of thought for a while, Jiang Si suddenly realized something.
She has now transmigrated into a book, and the world in the book is similar to, yet not entirely similar to, her original world.
The timeline overlaps with some major historical events, but the book also has its own logic and system for such minor details.
Having figured this out, Jiang Si asked the question she cared about most.
"Dean Gao, shouldn't such large-scale projects be designated for design institutes? Why are they soliciting bids publicly?"
Upon hearing this, Dean Gao sighed.
It's not that the higher authorities didn't assign any; this time, they assigned a total of three design institutes.
By mid-October, major design institutes had already submitted their design proposals.
However, the authorities were not satisfied with these proposals, which is why they decided to solicit proposals publicly.
As for the reasons for dissatisfaction, Dean Gao also explained them.
In addition to the three design institutes, several other countries have also expressed interest in this project.
This includes Country F, which established diplomatic relations with us in 1964.
Country Y and Country Windmill also submitted several design proposals this month.
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