Chapter 81 Handover
The noisy construction site suddenly became much quieter, with only the sounds of the cutting machine and Wu Suowei and his team working.
Chi Cheng didn't leave.
He took off his expensive coat and threw it on the clean cardboard box next to him.
Then he rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms, and walked over to where the cement was piled.
Wu Suowei was stirring a bucket of cement with great effort, sweat dripping down his chin.
Suddenly, a bony hand reached out and grasped the handle of the shovel in his hand.
Wu Suowei was startled and looked up suddenly.
Chi Cheng was already standing beside him, his tall figure casting a shadow.
He took the shovel without hesitation and began to stir the bucket of thick cement with steady and powerful movements.
He worked very seriously, his profile looking sharp under the light, and sweat soon soaked the loose hair on his forehead.
"You..." Wu Suowei was completely stunned when he saw Chi Cheng's expensive shirt cuffs stained with cement dust and his skillful movements.
Chi Cheng didn't look at him. He stirred the pot intently. His voice was low and full of unquestionable power. "What are you looking at? Go lay the bricks and follow the slope line."
He tapped his chin on the ink line next to him.
Wu Suowei stood there, looking at Chi Cheng's back, which was covered in dust but still stood tall, and watching him skillfully mixing the cement. Somewhere in his heart, he felt like he was hit hard by something.
He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't say a word.
In the end, he said nothing, but turned around silently, picked up a new floor tile, squatted down, and began to lay it carefully according to the slope of the ink line.
Only this time, the corners of his tightly pursed lips didn't seem so stubborn anymore, and his slightly trembling fingers slowly calmed down.
At the construction site, the only sounds were the roar of machines and the silent yet tacit cooperation of two people.
The light stretched their shadows long and intertwined them.
…
The representative of Party A was a middle-aged man with a beer belly, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and followed by two assistants.
With his hands behind his back and a frown on his face, he paced around the newly renovated "palace bathroom", scanning every corner with critical eyes.
Wu Suowei followed behind him, his heart in his throat and his palms full of sweat.
Although we worked all night last night and the slope of the shower area has been corrected and the surface has been cleaned, the time was too tight and the details were inevitably a bit hasty.
Wu Suowei was feeling very nervous.
He secretly glanced at Chi Cheng who was standing in the shadows not far away.
Chi Cheng leaned against the wall, his arms folded, his posture relaxed, as if he were just an indifferent spectator. Guo Chengyu and Jiang Xiaoshuai were also there, and Jiang Xiaoshuai nervously grasped Guo Chengyu's arm.
Party A walked to the shower area and stopped. Wu Suowei's heart instantly rose to his throat!
It's over! He found out!
Party A squatted down, touched the joints of the tiles with his fingers, and carefully looked at the slope of the ground.
Then he stood up and pushed up his glasses, his face expressionless.
Wu Suowei was so nervous that he almost suffocated, waiting for the storm to come.
"Hmm..." Party A pondered for a moment, then finally spoke in an unexpectedly calm tone, "The overall effect... is not bad, better than I expected."
He pointed to the vermilion columns and gold-lacquered carvings and said, "This color combination and the attention to detail are very impressive. It really embodies the royal style."
Wu Suowei: “!!!” He suddenly raised his head, almost unable to believe his ears!
No...no mention of the ground?!
Party A walked to the shower area again, rubbed the floor with his feet, felt it, and nodded: "The drainage slope is also well done, very smooth, um, not bad."
Wu Suowei's heart, which had been hanging in the air, fell back into his stomach with a "thump", and a huge ecstasy surged up in an instant!
It worked! It really worked!
He tried hard to control himself from jumping up, his voice trembling with excitement: "Thank you... Thank you for your recognition!"
"I'll transfer the balance to you this afternoon." Party A made the decision decisively, signed the acceptance form, and handed it to Wu Suowei. "Young man, you did a very detailed job. I'll look for you next time I have a project."
After saying that, he left with his assistant with satisfaction.
Even as the client's car disappeared from the intersection, Wu Suowei still clutched the acceptance form, standing there, a bit dazed. A mixture of immense joy and a sense of unreality washed over him.
He...he actually did it! Got the money!
"Dawei! That's awesome!" Jiang Xiaoshuai was the first to rush over, patting him on the shoulder excitedly. "I knew you could do it!"
Guo Chengyu also came over and teased with a smile: "Boss Wu, congratulations on your prosperity! Shouldn't you treat us tonight?"
Wu Suowei finally came back to his senses, looked at the acceptance form in his hand, then looked at the excited Jiang Xiaoshuai and the smiling Guo Chengyu. Finally, his gaze involuntarily drifted to the figure who had been leaning silently against the wall.
Chi Cheng was also looking at him.
Against the light from the door, he couldn't see the expression on his face, but Wu Suowei could feel that the gaze was on him.
A complex emotion was churning in Wu Suowei's chest.
Fear, gratitude, awkwardness, and a hint of...dependence that he himself was unwilling to admit.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to Chi Cheng.
Thank you? Or... something else?
Chi Cheng moved first.
He stood up, walked over with his long legs, and stopped in front of Wu Suowei.
He stretched out his hand, not to pat his shoulder or shake hands, but to use his fingertips to very naturally brush away the cement dust on Wu Suowei's safety helmet.
The movement was as light as a feather sweeping.
Wu Suowei's body stiffened and he forgot to dodge.
Chi Cheng withdrew his hand, his gaze sweeping over his red eyes from staying up late and being excited, and his hand tightly gripping the acceptance form, his knuckles white. The corners of his mouth curled up ever so slightly, yet enough to send Wu Suowei's heart racing. His voice was low, with a declaration-like certainty:
"My vision is not wrong."
This sentence was like a stone thrown into Wu Suowei's heart, which had just calmed down, and stirred up turbulent waves again.
He stared blankly at Chi Cheng, at his eyes that were bottomless and seemed to be able to swallow everything.
There was the familiar madness and desire for control, but it seemed... there were also some things that he couldn't understand and that made his heart burn.
Chi Cheng didn't stay any longer. After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the construction site gate first.
Guo Chengyu whistled and pulled Jiang Xiaoshuai, who was still excited, to follow.
Wu Suowei stood there, holding the acceptance form representing success in his hand, but he felt that his whole body was frozen by Chi Cheng's last words and that look.
The sunlight came in from the door and fell on him, making him feel warm.
But it was as if a hot stone was thrown into his heart, burning, chaotic, and unable to calm down anymore.
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