Chapter 27 Chapter 27 Miscellaneous Thoughts.
An hour's drive.
When I returned to the community, it was already dark.
Su Tu lowered his eyes, pushed the door open and walked into the room. He casually put his equipment bag on the coffee table, and when he looked up, his eyes met the hydrogen balloon on the workbench.
His expression suddenly froze: "..."
It's a bit hard to imagine.
Why did I feel so happy yesterday because of this thing that might not even be effective in soothing a child?
As his eyes passed over the daisies on the table, the dolls on the shelf and the night light.
His complexion became even uglier.
She stood there, reflecting for a moment.
He quickly found an empty box, packed these things one by one, then held the box, pulled down the hydrogen balloon rope above his head, turned around and went downstairs again.
Throw the box in the trash.
He looked up again, took one last look at the lofty big bad wolf, and then suddenly let go, letting it fly away without any distractions.
Finally, I could recognize it in the scene where it suddenly moved away, gradually became smaller, and finally disappeared.
That thing never belonged to her.
She admitted it.
During this period of time, I was indeed a little lost.
But now that you have realized the mistake, you should correct it in time.
She has her own things to do and has no time to get involved in other people's emotional games.
All the cluttered thoughts were cleared away.
She smiled faintly, returned home, ordered herself a hearty takeout, and opened the su file that had been bothering her for nearly a month.
Now that the requirements are clear and the ideas are clear, the modeling is very smooth. It only took one night to roughly draw the models of several main spaces.
I had planned to continue the next day, but I had a total of 6 appointments this week to measure the room. I hadn’t digested the pile of plans yet, and Uncle Liu kept urging me on WeChat, asking when I could see the floor plan.
As soon as I sent out the two drafts, I immediately received forty or fifty 60-second voice comments on revisions. Before I had time to listen to them, material suppliers started sending samples to my door...
Su Tu was busy and overwhelmed.
When I received the message asking her if she could go swimming, I felt like a lifetime ago. When I looked at the date, I found that only three days had passed.
When she received the news, she was looking at a whole conference table of material samples and chatting with Uncle Liu on WeChat: [If the floor plan is not finalized, the renderings cannot be made.]
If you decide to use this draft, then according to our previous agreement, the plan cannot be changed after entering the rendering stage.
Therefore, there is no such thing as "first make it and see the effect, then decide on the layout"
Please consider this first. If it can be finalized before tonight, I can produce the renderings as early as next Monday.
If you still have concerns and need to discuss it with your family, you may have to wait for half a month. I will continue when I have more free time.
My hands were almost smoking from typing so many words, and when I switched the dialog box to reply, I felt so comfortable that it was like I had already started a conversation.
I didn’t need to find a reason. I just took a picture of the messy sample materials on my desk and sent it over, saying: [Sorry, I’m really a bit too busy.]
There was no insistence on that side.
After expressing understanding, the conversation came to an abrupt end.
Su Tu was finally able to put down his phone and began to compare the samples on the table to see whether the texture presented was consistent with the design effect.
Then encode the usable ones, and contact other material suppliers for samples if they are unusable.
Not long after, news from Uncle Liu finally arrived.
I don't know if it was because I was too impatient, or because I didn't take her words about "only doing one draft" seriously. After thinking it over for a long time, I still said the same thing: "Just follow this draft first. If it doesn't work out, we can talk about it later."
Su Tu held his head with his hand and asked, "Are you sure you want to use this draft?"
After getting a positive answer, she got up and left the meeting room and asked Chen Weizhou to pull out the white film for this house first and send it to her email before leaving get off work.
So in the next few days, in addition to these fragmented and ongoing trivial matters, and the sub-space effect of the intercontinental world, there was an additional task.
I stayed up for several nights in a row.
Finally, I managed to send out both sets of models before Saturday.
I got up early again on Saturday.
Arriving on time at the rendering company's working hours, he found Xiaolin with breakfast in hand, smiled consolingly and said, "You might have to work hard today."
Two sets of models, a total of 12 spaces, and a workload of 16 pictures.
Su Tu felt it was quite tiring just to stand by and compare the drawings. Xiao Lin was quite optimistic and said that even if it wasn't her drawing, he would still have to compare it with others.
And blurted out: "It's all the same anyway, and I prefer to go against you than against others."
Su Tu was stunned: "..."
Xiao Lin realized that he had spoken out of turn, and immediately picked up his breakfast and said, "Because I have breakfast!"
Su Tu smiled and said nothing more.
I only took a rough look at the model while he was having breakfast, and adjusted some parameters myself. After he finished eating, it became much clearer when I handed it over.
The two of them stayed together, comparing one space after another, until someone called them to eat, and they realized that the whole morning had passed.
Su Tu asked Xiaolin to go first, and she stayed to finish looking at the remaining two spaces, and they could communicate on WeChat later.
After finishing all this, it was almost 13 o'clock.
Su Tu rubbed his stomach and felt a little hungry.
I opened my phone and prepared to edit and send the problems I found to Xiaolin. By the way, I checked the unread messages from the morning and found that Shishu had also sent me a message not long ago.
The words are still as concise as before: [Are you coming today?]
After a week, she felt nothing anymore.
Even before I went last Sunday, I had confirmed to myself that it would be the last time.
What I haven’t figured out yet is how to end this absurd teaching schedule.
Be more tactful.
It’s better to be direct.
She looked up and glanced at the 3D model on the screen.
It will take about two or three days to render all 12 renderings.
After the finalization, there is no need to meet face to face for the remaining construction drawings and material selection. If nothing unexpected happens, you only need to meet two or three times at most before starting work.
Even if there is something else going on at the construction site later, it is time for him to return to the team.
After sorting out all this, she felt calmer. She raised her phone, took a picture of the computer screen and said, "I'm working on your family's project."
[It's been delayed for over half a month, so I have to update the draft anyway.] And then he invited me: [The drawings should be ready in the next two days. Would you be free to come to the studio at 2 pm on Wednesday to meet up?]
Unexpected.
He was a little slow in replying this time.
After about two minutes, she finally received a reply: [OK]
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A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
Early Wednesday morning, Su Tu hurriedly washed his face, picked up his computer bag and went out. Halfway through measuring the room, Tao Qingqing called to say that Uncle Liu and his family had called the studio.
They accused her of throwing the renderings away and disappearing, not replying to messages or answering calls, and having an extremely bad service attitude.
Su Tu didn't explain much, and only took the time to reply: [I'll talk to you when I get back]
But when I finished my work and went back, Tang Mo also came.
I sent her several styles of materials she needed, as well as a batch of their new models.
The two were comparing materials in the materials area when they heard the clatter of office chairs and the excited and intense chatter behind them.
"Team Time!"
"Team Time!"
"Team Time—"
Su Tu turned around.
Just then, the tall figure's aura remained unchanged, and he nodded indifferently to everyone.
When their eyes met, she smiled faintly.
After speaking to Tang Mo for a few words, he extended his hand and led everyone to the conference room: "Come this way."
Ten days no see.
Both of them have changed a bit.
Shi Shu's cold gaze still held a sharp edge.
But when it fell on her, there was clearly a bit more uncertainty.
It’s like spending a lot of money to buy a blind box.
Before I opened it, I was looking forward to it, believing it to be a hidden model. But when I really opened it, I couldn't help but wonder: what if it doesn't come true?
In contrast, the look in Su Tu's eyes when he looked back at him was completely different from before, and it was frank and without any distractions.
There was no excessive discussion.
Turning on the device, he got straight to the point: "So shall I start?"
Shi Shu leaned back in his chair, his brows lowered, "Hmm."
Su Tu nodded, looked at the screen and said, "This draft is in French medieval style."
"The overall color palette is a shade darker than typical mid-century homes. This is primarily due to reducing the saturation of the original brown to near black, then blending in beige to create a contrast. Combined with the oppressive feel of black, the resulting atmosphere and texture are more upscale. Simple curved lines are also used on the walls and ceilings, giving the space a clean look while also conveying a rich and restrained sense of design..."
She had clear ideas and fluently introduced the design details from the overall to the details, and even regained the confidence she had when she first designed the house.
Because she was sure that this was the feeling Cai Wen liked.
Shi Shu suddenly interrupted her for some reason: "Why are you in such a hurry to make a plan?"
"?"
Su Tu turned around and blinked in confusion: "Didn't I say a few days ago that it has been delayed for a long time and it's time to update the draft?"
"Besides, you've already paid, it's not good for me to keep dragging it out, right?"
Shi Shu could clearly hear that she wanted to end the battle quickly and then draw a clear line.
His jaw tightened slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Didn't we agree to wait until you come up with a style you like before we do it?"
“Nothing has been agreed upon.”
She smiled and walked around lightly: "You said so."
"But when Party A says there's no rush, Party B can't really believe it. It's a matter of work attitude."
As if not wanting to dwell on this issue too much, he waved the laser pointer at the screen again and said, "Besides, even if I have an idea now, I have already made it."
Shi Shu, however, insisted on probing deeper: "Where did this idea come from?"
It's an indirect suggestion.
Only then did Su Tu slightly shift his gaze.
After thinking about it, he felt that he didn't want to reveal his motives to Cai Wen, so he tried to make amends and said, "Anyway, the final result should satisfy Miss Cai..."
"Su Tu." He interrupted her again.
"Hmm?" She raised her eyes.
"Not her."
"What?"
Shi Shu's eyes darkened, his expression inexplicably solemn: "Cai Wen and I, apart from being teammates, don't have any personal relationship."
“There has never been one before, and there will never be one in the future.”
Su Tu was stunned: "..."
Suddenly, a familiar illusion flashed through my mind, as if I was the person he wanted to explain to.
But soon, as if she was already familiar with this routine, she woke up and called him alertly but distantly: "Mr. Shi."
"Instead of explaining all this to me, why don't you just tell me how to revise this draft?"
Of course he should give her an explanation.
Because who he likes is directly related to what kind of plan she should make, and every time he causes her to misunderstand, her workload will indirectly double.
12 renderings.
If you say no, it’s no again.
She smiled politely and, through her words, put their relationship back on track: "There is indeed a 'no refund' clause in our contract."
"I understand your decisiveness in making decisions, but don't you think that continuing to waste time aimlessly like this will be bad for both you and me?"
She didn't care whether he was devoted or not. While she liked someone, he was also nice to her and Cai Wen.
Or maybe he has fallen in love with someone else. He used to like me so much that he was secretly preparing for the wedding house, but now he suddenly has other thoughts.
She cares.
It's just a matter of whether the case can be completed successfully.
Shi Shu's face was tense, and he felt more and more that the timing of opening the blind box was a little bad.
Because he could neither tell her who "she" was at this time, nor could he be roundabout and let her continue to think that he was indecisive.
There was a long silence.
Finally, he lowered his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Give me some time."
"good."
Su Tu nodded.
Frankly speaking, she still hoped that this case would be successful. After all, she had already done three drafts. If she canceled the order now, the loss would be too great.
But the prerequisite is that we will no longer waste each other's time.
"Then you think about it first."
She stood up, pointed to the pile of materials outside, and said apologetically, "I'm going to get busy now. Call me anytime you want."
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