Chapter 266 Chapter 266 Don’t Try to Make Money from Me
Yang Li, who was listening on the side, felt that the gap between people was really huge.
Some families of several people live in a 60-square-meter house, some rent houses like her, and some, like Shen Qinghuan, live in villas with an average price of over 100,000 square meters...
Zhang Xuemei paused and continued, "I want to turn the balcony into a bedroom and study for my son, where he can sleep and do his homework. He's going to be in first grade soon."
Shen Qinghuan listened carefully and took notes.
After taking a look around Zhang Xuemei's house, she had an idea in mind based on the requirements she had put forward.
However, Zhang Xuemei had another condition, which was that if her house was to be renovated, she could only vacate it for a maximum of one month.
Shen Qinghuan did not agree to her immediately, but just said that he would go back and plan it carefully.
Zhang Xuemei was afraid that she would refuse, so she quickly asked again: “Miss Shen, is my budget too low?”
"No!" Shen Qinghuan shook his head. "It's about time. If it's only one month, the construction period will be very tight. I have to coordinate the workers' schedules in advance."
Zhang Xuemei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "I understand. I'll trouble you, Miss Shen, and I'll take you down."
When they got downstairs, Zhang Xuemei smiled shyly again and said, "Miss Shen, I would like to make a small request. I would like to have a place to read and drink tea, for my own use."
Shen Qinghuan: "Then I will arrange it when I draw the design."
Zhang Xuemei was delighted when she heard this, "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Shen."
Shen Qinghuan curved her lips and said, "Miss Zhang, you're too polite. This is what I should do. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first. If there are any details that need to be modified, you can contact me at any time."
As soon as the words fell, a slightly gruff voice suddenly rang out: "Didn't I tell you? The house we live in doesn't need any renovations. You don't have too much money to spend, so why would you renovate it? Can you make a living by making it look good?"
Zhang Xuemei's face turned ugly in an instant.
She was full of joy the second before, but at this moment, there was only bitterness and sadness in her heart.
Li Zhiming glanced at Shen Qinghuan with disdain, then said coldly and angrily, "I know you. After watching the video your studio released, you should just give up on that idea! Our house doesn't need any renovations, and you can forget about making money from us."
Shen Qinghuan: "..."
Does this person have paranoid delusions?
She had no intention of dealing with such a person, let alone getting entangled with him. Shen Qinghuan raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Xuemei, "Ms. Zhang, you should discuss it with your husband first before coming to me!"
Zhang Xuemei tried to force a smile, "I'm sorry! Miss Shen, I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."
Shen Qinghuan nodded slightly, turned around and left with Yang Li.
Back in the car, Yang Li chattered, her words filled with indignation and dissatisfaction. "How could she endure living with a man like this? If it were me, I would rather be alone for the rest of my life than settle for living with such a despicable man."
Shen Qinghuan started the car skillfully and asked casually, "How do you know that she was just giving in from the beginning? Maybe she liked you from the beginning, but love deteriorated after being mixed with the daily necessities of life."
Yang Li twitched her lips, her face filled with fear. "Sister Huan, please don't scare me! I've never even had a boyfriend. I'm really afraid of living a life like this."
Shen Qinghuan: "Why would I lie to you?! Have you ever heard of this saying, that people's hearts are fickle. When they love you, they really love you, but when they don't love you, they really don't love you either."
Yang Li was a little dumbfounded. "Then, should I still find a boyfriend? My parents have been calling me lately, urging me to go on blind dates."
Shen Qinghuan couldn't help but smile. "Actually, you don't need to be afraid. Just live in the present moment. As for other things that haven't happened yet, don't keep thinking about them."
"But I'm still scared. You mentioned Miss Zhang... I get goosebumps just thinking about it now."
"Then think of something happy."
Suddenly remembering something, Yang Li blinked and looked at Shen Qinghuan with a smile, her eyes full of gossip. "Sister Huan, can you tell me how you met your brother-in-law? And how did you end up together?"
Shen Qinghuan: "..."
She was silent, her mind full of the man telling her that he didn't want a divorce...
Thinking Shen Qinghuan didn't want to talk about her personal affairs, Yang Li's face flashed with embarrassment. She quickly changed the subject and said lightly, "Sister Huan, will you still draw the design for Miss Zhang when you go back?"
Shen Qinghuan thought for a moment and said, "I won't draw for now."
Yang Li: "Is it because Miss Zhang and her husband disagree?"
Shen Qinghuan: "Yeah!"
But less than two minutes after the two returned to the studio, Zhang Xuemei called Shen Qinghuan.
"Ms. Shen, my husband's opinion is not important. The money for renovating the house is what I have saved from working over the years. I can make the decision."
Shen Qinghuan was stunned, then agreed: "Then I will try to draw the drawings in the next two days."
What she actually didn't know was that this was the first time Zhang Xuemei had made a real decision in the seven years since they got married. She had to renovate the house they lived in. If she couldn't do it, she would feel that she could no longer live like this, and she would not be able to help but want to escape from here.
Zhang Xuemei: "Ms. Shen, I can come up with 150,000 yuan. Can you help me find a better design?"
Shen Qinghuan: "Don't worry! Miss Zhang, I will try my best to design a style that meets your requirements."
Zhang Xuemei: "Thank you for your help."
After finishing the call with Zhang Xuemei, Shen Qinghuan immediately opened his laptop and prepared to start drawing.
Before leaving get off work, Yang Li said hello to her and left.
Soon, she was the only one left in the huge office. Shen Qinghuan continued to draw. It was getting dark quickly, and the vast darkness, like thick ink, covered the scenery outside the window.
A familiar cell phone ringtone rang.
She frowned, as if unhappy about being disturbed, and picked up her phone impatiently to take a look.
Jiang Yu?
Press the answer key and then switch to speakerphone.
A man's cold and hoarse voice soon came from the phone: "Are you having a dinner party tonight?"
"No, I'm still working overtime in the studio. I promised the client to produce the drawings for her as soon as possible."
In fact, she originally wanted to take the picture back and draw it, but inspiration came to her, so she just kept drawing according to her thoughts. Who knew that when she came to her senses, it was already past eight o'clock.
Jiang Yu frowned, "Did you remember to have dinner?"
Shen Qinghuan: "..."
I seem to have forgotten.
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