You need to know what style you want to create in order to calculate what materials you need.
Ye Wanying couldn't think of what kind of design to use right away, so she asked, "Xiao Qian, do you have any sample pictures?"
Qian You nodded: "Yes, there really is. Sister-in-law, wait a minute, the blueprints are in the car, I'll go get them."
"Okay, thank you for your help."
"No, sister-in-law, please don't be so polite."
After Qian You left, Instructor Zhao also planned to go to the restroom, leaving only the family of three in the private room.
"This instructor is a really good friend; he's very shrewd."
When Commander Gao heard his young wife praising another man, he felt a pang of jealousy: "Oh? Is he really that good? Is he better, or am I?"
Upon hearing this question out of the blue, Ye Wanying raised an eyelid and said sarcastically, "Tsk tsk, Commander Gao, there wasn't much vinegar in our lunch."
Upon hearing this, the man snorted, quickly and accurately grabbing his wife's hand and holding it tightly in his palm: "Choose one."
And so they got together.
The woman gave the man, who was inexplicably jealous, a disapproving look: "I won't choose."
"No, we have to choose, it has to be one of the two!"
"Alright, stop fooling around, they're back." They could hear the noise in the hallway outside.
However, the man, not having gotten the answer he wanted, was not about to give up: "What does their return have to do with my question?"
Yes, it's okay.
But I'm too shy to be made a fool of. I can't help but want to be made a fool of.
Knowing that this man was stubborn and not easy to calm down, she said, "I'll choose you, I'll choose you, what do the others have to do with me? They're not my husband."
Sure enough, upon hearing the answer, Commander Gao was pleased, but he still wouldn't let go of that large hand.
At this moment, Qian You and Zhao Shuai entered one after the other.
Qian You brought over a stack of sample images and handed them directly to Ye Wanying: "Sister-in-law, take a look, they're all here."
When Ye Wanying saw these blueprints, she was quite surprised. It would be 1989 in two months, truly the late 1980s.
Unexpectedly, people's taste in life has improved significantly compared to previous years.
Most of these interior design drawings are European style, with a small number in Chinese pastoral style. In fact, they are not much different from the interior design of later generations.
"Tuanzi, come here and see which one you like."
The little guy immediately got off the chair and walked over.
Upon seeing the beautiful drawings, she exclaimed, "Mommy, I like this one, and this one too! This one is so pretty, it's pink!"
Ye Wanying couldn't help but tap the little boy's forehead: "Pink is a color that girls like, you are a boy."
"That's right, I'm a boy, so I can't like pink."
The little one, realizing what was happening, continued choosing, finally selecting a sky-blue children's room decoration picture and a gray and white one: "Mommy, these are the two I like."
Ye Wanying picked up the two drawings and compared them carefully. The gray and white one looked more elegant, while the sky blue one was much more ordinary, but it was very warm and suitable for her son's style.
"Honey, what do you think?"
The man immediately discarded the gray-and-white drawing when the two drawings were in his hands.
"This will do."
"I also think this one is good, so let's go with this one."
As for the villain's final opinion, of course it's unnecessary.
The children's room has been chosen, now it's time for the master bedroom, and Ye Wanying prefers a darker color scheme.
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