Chapter 30 Chapter 30 I need her permission.
As they looked at each other, the air quietly heated up.
The hot air was like a sealed film, tightly wrapping around his skin, making Su Tu feel hot all over. He already felt a little short of breath, but he seemed to have no idea how to breathe. He looked soft and stiff.
The fair little face gradually turned red, and the plump lips opened and closed several times, but still could not form a complete sentence.
It's more like being scared than being embarrassed.
His train of thought was cut off, and he was trapped in the options he had set:
go.
I still won’t go.
It seems that if I can't answer this question, I can't escape from the secret room.
The longer the stalemate lasts, the more disturbing it becomes.
Until suddenly there was a strange noise outside.
An old man with a thick local accent rushed into the studio and shouted loudly, as if he wanted to argue with someone face to face.
Su Tu heard the sound and looked over.
It is no exaggeration to say that she felt this was the most timely appearance of Uncle Liu in more than half a month.
It's like finding an opportunity to escape.
She quickly stood up with the help of the handrail, but because she moved too hastily, she tripped over herself and fell forward suddenly.
Her wrist was quickly grabbed by a strong hand, and her body turned along with the steady force, leaning forward and pouncing towards him.
Before anything terrible could happen, another hand stubbornly held onto his shoulder.
Su Tu opened his eyes wide in horror, and saw with his own eyes his own falling hair gently swaying and brushing against the corners of his narrow eyes, but his dark eyes did not show any emotion at all, and just stared back at her without a single mistake.
The straight nose bridge seemed to be about to hit someone, and suddenly became larger in the field of vision.
But the strongest feeling was the cold and thin lips so close to him, as if even a single breath was enough to sense each other.
Her gaze fell uncontrollably on the corner of his straight lips, her palms felt hot, and the only things that flashed through her mind were some shocking and ambiguous images.
The circle on horseback.
Hugs in the pool.
The feeling of your finger bones touching your calf.
The hug that will take place in the audio-visual room...
The texture of the flesh is vivid and specific.
She finally couldn't hold it in anymore and swallowed shamefully, letting her breath escape gently onto her cold white skin, causing slight vibrations.
Then his fear grew even stronger, and he leaned back, trying to move away, but his grip on her did not loosen. He just looked up at her quietly, determined to get an answer.
go.
I still won’t go.
The noise outside grew louder.
Su Tu's face had turned as red as an eggplant, and she was almost unable to breathe. Her brain was a mess, and only the instinct to escape drove her to struggle slowly.
She pushed his hand away and finally managed to stammer out, "I...I'll go take care of it first."
As soon as he broke free, he ran out of the meeting room in a panic, and found Uncle Liu's increasingly harsh accusations particularly pleasant to the ears.
"How can you do things like this? Ah!"
"I trusted Old Su so much, thinking he had raised a good daughter. He said he would leave the matter to you, and yet you just leave your elders like this?!"
"I just threw the blueprints aside, not caring if they could be used or not. I sent you so many messages, and every now and then I remembered, only to reply with a couple of useless messages. You still don't care about the matter!"
"Do you know that our whole family is renting a house, just waiting for it to be renovated so that our grandson can go to school? Now we have hired the workers, and all we need is the blueprints to start work. And yet you drag our whole family here to waste time with you!"
"I originally thought that if I acted well, I could introduce you to other clients later, but look at your attitude now. I'm not going to introduce you to any clients!"
"I don't know what Old Su taught you, you have no manners at all! And you still want to start a company! If you keep going on like this, it will go bankrupt sooner or later. I might as well smash it for you now..."
Su Tu stayed quiet for a while to calm his confused five senses, and didn't care what he said. It was always the same words anyway, and he had been tired of hearing them on WeChat for a long time.
She was absent-minded and looked as if she was not paying attention.
Soon he was completely enraged, and after reaching out and groping around, he actually touched a box of marble samples, which he threw away on the spot and overturned on the ground, making a crisp sound of stones colliding.
Forcing everyone to take a few steps back.
Su Tu finally came back to his senses, frowned and looked over. He didn't delve into what he had just said, but insisted on his own statement: "Mr. Liu!"
"From the beginning, I officially told you that I would only produce one draft. Now that the renderings are ready, it's simply impossible for you to try out a few more styles for comparison."
"It's not me who's dragging your whole family down, but your scoundrel minds that want to make the most of everything!"
"Let me say this one last time. If you agree to proceed with the existing renderings, I can arrange for outsourcing to begin drawing the construction drawings right now, and I'll have all the drawings ready for you in about a week. But if you insist on seeing a few more drafts, please contact someone else. I simply can't do that here."
She actually couldn't understand it. They had clearly agreed to only do one draft, and she had confirmed with them repeatedly before starting to work on the effects. She only moved forward after receiving a positive response.
However, as soon as the other party received the renderings, they immediately put forward a bunch of revision suggestions. She thought that since the changes were based on the original manuscript, they could barely accept it, so she cooperated and modified the plan until they were satisfied.
She thought that was the end of it, but the other party had just confirmed that the plan was feasible, and then asked her to make a few more drafts for comparison. After being rejected, he started to play the emotional card with her.
It is not easy to save money to buy a house, and now that it is finally time to renovate it, everyone wants it to be the best. It is also human nature to want to make some comparisons. I would like to ask her to take more care of it, and I can introduce clients to her later.
After being rejected as well, he immediately turned hostile and started swearing over the Internet. He also made many calls to the studio and came to the door in person today.
But how is this possible?
Just for this draft plan, not to mention the effort she put in, the cost of a single rendering was several hundred dollars. They originally had four, and added one more after repeated requests. Adding the cost of subsequent construction drawings, the cost would be at least five thousand.
Do a few more drafts?
She is not a philanthropist, and she does not seek potential referrals from them, because this group of people who cannot accept the need to pay for intellectual property rights are not her target audience.
When the real introduction came, he kept bargaining and causing trouble, and she couldn't handle it.
But honestly, it’s good that it’s finally come to this.
Things have to be resolved eventually.
She glanced at the mess on the ground and added calmly, "Also, if you continue to cause trouble like this, I will have no choice but to call the police."
"Call the police?"
The person on the other end seemed to have heard something funny, and pointed at her nose and threatened: "Go ahead and report it! Let the police see how you treat your elders and your customers!!"
"If the police can't do anything about it, I'll have my son's workplace put up a big-character poster tomorrow and post it downstairs of your company. Let's see how you can keep your business going!"
Su Tu was forced to take two steps back, and suddenly bumped into something. He turned around to meet those black eyes, and his body froze again. The remaining warmth suddenly flooded: "..."
Shi Shuxu put his arm around his shoulders to steady himself for a moment before raising his eyelids and looking across at the other side: "Which unit does your son work in?"
The other party thought he was intimidated and immediately announced himself in a boastful manner: "Saimei Advertising! A big company, you've heard of it!"
Shi Shu nodded expressionlessly, then took out his cell phone, made a call, turned on the speaker, and said in front of everyone, "Lawyer Zhao."
"I have a civil dispute. Could you please draft a lawyer's letter and send it to Saimei Advertising?"
"OK."
The other party was respectful: "Could you please tell me the specific details and the name of the recipient?"
"I'll send it to you later."
"OK."
After the call ended, Lao Liu's expression suddenly changed, from furious to a forgiving smile in just a few seconds: "It's just a trivial matter between relatives, why, why did you contact a lawyer?"
"Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the news got out?"
He's not old enough to be confused.
In this kind of civil dispute, calling the police will not be of much use. At most they can give him some criticism and education, which will not hurt him at all. Calling a lawyer will not be a big problem either. If it really goes to court, it will take a year or two.
But if the lawyer's letter was sent to my son's workplace, the story of how his family got something for free and caused trouble would be spread.
At the very least, your reputation will be ruined, and at worst, you may lose your job.
Of course, he wouldn't do anything that wouldn't be worth the effort. "It's just a small matter, a small matter! If you don't want to do the plan, then don't do it. Let's just stick with the original draft. You can give me the construction drawings in a week, right?"
"Okay, I'll go back now..."
Shi Shu directly blocked the retreat: "Let's wait until the theory is clear."
He promised with a fair look on his face: "If you have any objections, you can also hire a lawyer to file a counterclaim. If after negotiation you are in the right, I will not take sides."
“No, no, no!”
Old Liu's expression was grim. He said in a panic, "You don't need the construction drawings anymore! You guys are so busy with your work, I won't bother you any more. I'll just leave first, leave first..."
As he said that, he ran away in a hurry and almost fell at the door. Su Tu's flesh jumped when he saw it, and his face was full of fear that he was being scammed.
Coming to my senses, I just thought this reversal was too miraculous. From needing several drafts of the plan, to not even needing construction drawings?
She looked amused.
After thinking about it for a while and thinking about his serious look just now, I blurted out subconsciously: "Really not..." Is he biased?
Their eyes met.
Then he suddenly stopped.
The faded sense of crisis returned, and the smile froze on his face.
Shi Shu still understood what she meant. He looked into her eyes and said in a deep voice, "It's fake."
"I'll help you."
As firm as a sharp blade.
It goes straight through the chest.
Su Tu's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the thin lips in front of him opening and closing gently, the temperature in his ears suddenly rose: "..."
Neither of them spoke anymore, just staring at each other silently.
However, Su Tu could clearly see the pressure in his eyes, forcing her to give the unfinished answer in the meeting room.
The people behind him didn't understand what was going on.
There was a sense of ambiguity but also a bit of tension.
I remembered the previous speculation about "asking for a status".
Zhao Xuan quickly took two steps forward, trying to create an opportunity: "Captain Shi, um... our studio is having a dinner tonight. If you're free, would you like to come along?"
Su Tu: “……?”
Before anyone could ask a question, the others all chimed in: "Come on, come on!"
"Anyway, we've booked a private room, so it'll be more lively with more people!"
"Besides, you just helped me a lot. Master must want to thank you too!"
Su Tu: “???”
Shi Shu's gaze briefly passed by the crowd, and after receiving the information, he turned back and looked at Su Tu silently.
The meaning in his eyes couldn't be more obvious.
He needed her permission before he could nod.
Su Tu was forced into a desperate situation by this inexplicable atmosphere.
After holding his head in for a long while, he finally lost his temper and said something extremely unnatural: "... Come whenever you want!"
Anyway, I ate so many meals with him.
It's only right to return a meal.
After saying that, he turned around and ran upstairs without caring about what was happening behind him, and entered the office in a panic.
Close and lock the door!
Then he returned to his desk, turned down the air conditioner a few degrees, and covered his face as if trying to cover up his own faults, trying to cool himself down.
I feel a little calmer.
Looking up at the off-road vehicle outside the window, his expression froze for a moment...
What on earth is he trying to do!
Su Tu's face flushed, and he asked this question silently and angrily.
Since no one responded for a long time, I finally opened my phone to vent my frustration, switched to my smurf account that I hadn't logged into for over half a month, and started posting something radical:
Damn it!!!!!!!
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