Chapter 109 Survey
After the meeting, a group of people came up to Tao Nanfeng and shook hands with her.
"Xiao Tao, you have ideals and strong drive, and your future is limitless."
"You actually got the thumbs up from the most picky CEO Fan. That's incredible!"
"The architectural drawings are beautiful and professional. It seems that he will be an outstanding architect."
Even Dean Wang said to Tao Shouxin: "Train them well. The future of the architectural industry needs young people like this."
As soon as someone said, "After graduation, come to our design institute...", he was interrupted, "Can our design institute retain such talents?"
Fan Zhicheng's heart seemed to be bitten by a small insect, and he gasped in pain.
Just now when this group of people asked him to stay in the design institute and pay him an internship salary, he was quite happy. He felt that he was particularly proud that a company was willing to pay to recruit him when he was only a first-year graduate student. But now seeing their attitude towards Tao Nanfeng, he knew a cruel reality.
——He is not as good as Tao Nanfeng.
The little worm that bites your heart and makes it ache is called "jealousy".
Fan Yajun walked up to Tao Nanfeng and blinked: "After lunch, each group will have a meeting, don't rush to leave."
Tao Nanfeng thought of Fan Yajun's promise that if she could convince those stubborn old men, she would treat her to afternoon tea, so she smiled and nodded, "Okay!"
Fan Zhicheng's eyes widened: "There is a secret between you two?"
His eyes were big to begin with, and they looked even bigger when he glared at him, with a hint of childish innocence, which suddenly moved Fan Yajun's heart.
At such an old age, how could you be attracted to a young man? She shook her head, smiled faintly, and turned away.
Tao Nanfeng did not respond to Fan Zhicheng's joke. He walked to his father and met with the participants from Jiangcheng University of Architecture in Conference Room No. 3 on the second floor.
After the report, the experts put forward many suggestions for revision. The next step was to discuss in groups, summarize the meeting minutes, and assign tasks to further deepen the design.
It was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon when lunch boxes were delivered from the canteen of the Design Institute. Each person had an aluminum lunch box with a box of rice and three dishes. They sat in the conference room to finish their meal and the meeting started at one o'clock.
After finishing his meal, Tao Nanfeng cleared the aluminum lunch box on the table and took it back to the cafeteria. As soon as he walked down the first floor, he heard the voice of Director Huang Jiafa coming from the end of the corridor.
Director Huang is a good-natured guy, slightly plump, and always smiling at everyone, but now there is a hint of anger in his voice.
Tao Nanfeng was a little confused, but curiosity made her slow down and listen carefully.
Huang Jiafa deliberately lowered his voice, but Tao Nanfeng's body was strengthened by his supernatural powers, so every word he spoke was clear to his ears.
"Fan Zhicheng, you should be kind. I am so disappointed with your performance today! No, you don't need to explain. I have taught for so many years and have met so many people. I know exactly what you are thinking.
I am your mentor. I am not only responsible for teaching you professional knowledge, but also for guiding you in how to behave and have moral character. I'm pulling you out of the meeting room to talk to you alone for your own good.
There is no doubt that you are an excellent hand-drawn artist, but you must not be proud or complacent. You have to be clear that you are a graduate student who is exempt from entrance examination, your test scores are not excellent, your basic knowledge is not solid, and you have not received systematic study in your major at university. You still have a lot to learn, so be humble and cautious! ”
Fan Zhicheng was obviously not convinced, and he defended himself in a low voice.
"Teacher, I am not proud. I know I have shortcomings and I will work hard."
Huang Jiafa hesitated for a moment, as if he was worried that this sentence would hurt him, but he finally said it: "You, don't compare yourself with Tao Nanfeng."
Fan Zhicheng's voice was dry: "Why can't I compare with her?"
Huang Jiafa sighed, "I really don't understand. Lao Tao and I went through so much trouble to admit you to the school. We did it because we saw that you are talented, have ideals, and have a passion and persistence for architecture. Isn't it better for you to spend your time studying? There are so many professional books in the library. Have you finished the list I made? Do you think it's fun to focus your energy on this meaningless comparison?"
Fan Zhicheng's voice became softer as he heard his mentor's sincere words.
"Teacher, I am very grateful to you and Professor Tao for your appreciation. I have also studied hard. I have already started reading the books on the list you gave me, but I am a little slow. I am not competing with Tao Nanfeng, really!"
Huang Jiafa sighed again: "Fan Zhicheng, Tao Nanfeng was reporting on the stage, and you were sabotaging him from below. If others could see this kind of fellow student friendship, they would scold me, Huang Jiafa, for not teaching him well!"
Fan Zhicheng probably felt guilty and didn't say anything.
Tao Nanfeng was afraid of being caught eavesdropping again, so he tiptoed upstairs and leaned next to his father and whispered, "Director Huang is scolding someone."
Tao Shouxin glanced at her and said, "Don't listen to anything indecent, don't look at anything indecent."
Tao Nanfeng smiled with his lips pursed, feeling extremely happy.
It was annoying that Fan Zhicheng deliberately found fault during the report just now, but it was good that he successfully led to her next words.
It's just like listening to crosstalk, there is the comedian who is responsible for telling stories, learning, joking and singing, and there has to be a supporting actor who makes jokes and says from time to time "Why?", "Well!", "How do you say?", "Maybe".
How can you continue telling a story without some praise or laughter?
And... wasn't Fan Zhicheng scolded by his tutor? So happy! The narrow-minded man has wasted his face.
Tao Shouxin only said one sentence: "Be close to gentlemen and stay away from villains."
Tao Nanfeng understood immediately and nodded, "Dad, I know!"
Tao Shouxin looked at her with a fierce face, and Tao Nanfeng laughed: "Teacher Tao, I understand."
Tao Nanfeng remembered the father and daughter at home and the teachers and students outside.
After discussing the preliminary design draft, the next step is to modify the facade and clarify the interior decoration style.
Tao Nanfeng strongly promotes the industrial simplicity style, with gray, white and black as the main elements, which is simple and steady. Less decoration, more original color, low cost and good visual effect.
"Director Huang should still have the hotel decoration drawings drawn by Fan Zhi, which are roughly in that style."
After hearing what Tao Nanfeng said, Huang Jiafa took out a folder from his big backpack, took out the drawings and circulated them around. Everyone in the research group agreed with Tao Nanfeng's proposal.
After the preliminary design of the building is completed, the construction drawing design stage will begin, and professional workers in structure, water, electricity, and HVAC engineering will be involved.
Jiangcheng University of Architecture has very complete supporting facilities in this regard. In addition to Huang Jiafa and Tao Shouxin who are responsible for the architectural construction drawings, Ouyang Cheng is responsible for the structural construction drawings, Xiong Heping is responsible for the water supply and drainage design drawings, and Jiang Siling is responsible for the electricity and HVAC parts.
The task was clarified and the discussion opinions were submitted. Half an hour later, Fan Yajun replied with a smile on her face.
"Thank you for your hard work, teachers and students. After discussion, we agree with the simple industrial style decoration style proposed by your group. Let's start the construction drawing design next."
Huang Jiafa asked: "When can the survey team give us the topographic map and foundation bearing capacity data?"
"Everyone should first design according to the bearing capacity of 180kpa, and send the drawings of the survey team to the school as soon as they come out."
"Is the foundation condition so good? The bearing capacity data is very high." Tao Shouxin was a little surprised.
Fan Yajun smiled and said, "Yes, we have surveyed the site and the geological conditions are good. After compaction, there will be no problem with the strip foundation under the six-story brick-concrete wall."
Since the chief engineer said so, naturally everyone had no objection.
After the meeting, Tao Nanfeng stayed and walked out of the design institute with Fan Yajun.
I took the bus to Tongdeli. The state-owned restaurant on the street started serving Hong Kong-style afternoon tea in June this year, but not many people know about it.
Fan Yajun found a table against the wall, ordered a pot of monk fruit tea, and some snacks.
She invited Tao Nanfeng to have tea and snacks, but she took out a cigarette from her pocket, held it between her fingers elegantly, and asked Tao Nanfeng: "Is it okay?"
It was the first time that Tao Nanfeng saw a woman smoking, and his curiosity about Fan Yajun grew stronger. He smiled and said, "It's okay."
Fan Yajun never smokes at work, but after being busy for most of the day, she couldn't help smoking now that she had some free time. Tao Nanfeng looked at the cigarette between her fingertips again, his eyes lit up: "Are you smoking Xiufeng?"
Fan Yajun raised an eyebrow: "You also know about cigarettes?"
Tao Nanfeng smiled and said, "This cigarette is not sold in Jiangcheng."
Fan Yajun nodded, struck a match to light a cigarette, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. The beautiful face, slightly weathered, became a little ethereal.
After a second, Fan Yajun slowly replied, "My friend brought it back from Kyoto. He said it's quite popular there now. It has a light, clear flavor, and a hint of herbal fragrance when you taste it carefully."
Tao Nanfeng felt proud and proud: "These are cigarettes produced on our farm!"
"Your farm?"
Tao Nanfeng said: "I went to the countryside as an educated youth and was assigned to Xiufengshan Farm in Hunan Province. Our farm built a tobacco factory last year. The cigarettes are now only sold in Hunan Province and Kyoto."
Fan Yajun hesitated for a moment and asked, "When will it be sold in Jiangcheng?"
Tao Nanfeng said: "Next year, we are going through the formalities now."
Fan Yajun looked at her with a smile on her face: "I didn't expect that you went to the countryside as an educated youth and now you are back in the city to study, and you are still so clear about the affairs of the farm. It seems that you are popular on the farm."
Tao Nanfeng smiled, her smile was warm and happy: "Yes, everyone is very nice to me."
After saying that, she picked up the lava bun on the table and took a bite. It was soft, fragrant and delicious, and the golden custard filling flowed out. Tao Nanfeng was busy catching it with her mouth.
The crystal chandelier above was bright and gorgeous, the blue and white checkered tablecloth was simple and elegant, and music was playing on the gramophone. It had been a long time since I had come out for afternoon tea, and Tao Nanfeng enjoyed the meal very much.
Fan Yajun hardly touched the snacks on the table. She just watched her eat with a smile on her face while smoking.
Half an hour later, Fan Yajun asked Tao Nanfeng: "Do you have anything else to say about the design of the towel factory dormitory building?"
Tao Nanfeng asked her: "Why is the topographic survey so slow? We still haven't been given a topographic map."
Fan Yajun said: "The survey team has taken samples and completed the testing, but it will take time to draw the topographic survey map. The foundation should be designed according to the bearing capacity of 180kpa, which is what the survey team said."
Tao Nanfeng continued to ask: "The land is so large, are the geological conditions uniform? Our five buildings are demonstration projects in the city. No matter how practical the building functions are or how beautiful the building image is, it is not as important as safety."
Fan Yajun looked at the girl in her early twenties curiously and asked, "Tao Nanfeng, aren't you just a first-year graduate student? How come you know everything? Sometimes I even think you are a mature chief architect."
Tao Nanfeng pursed his lips and smiled: "I have been the head of the infrastructure department on the farm for two years, so I have some practical experience."
Fan Yajun was even more surprised: "Two years? Were you twenty years old at that time? Who is the leader of your farm? How could he have such courage to promote talents out of the ordinary!"
The infrastructure industry is a bit similar to being a doctor, experience is very important. Which unit would be so bold as to let a teenage educated youth be the head of the infrastructure department?
Tao Nanfeng's smile was full of sweetness: "Our farm is small, so we can discuss things with each other. The section chiefs of the mining department and the security department were both educated youth who were assigned there in the same batch as me."
Fan Yajun put out the cigarette, leaned forward, and said with a gleam in her eyes: "Come on, tell me about your experience."
Tao Nanfeng picked out some stories to tell, and Fan Yajun's heart was moved: "It's not easy, but... it's also really exciting!"
She stretched out her hand and said to Tao Nanfeng, "Let's be friends. I like you very much."
Tao Nanfeng sat up straight, stretched out his hand and shook hers: "I admire you very much too."
Fan Yajun smiled and took back her hand: "Admire? But don't try to imitate me. You have the spirit, ability, education, and a good platform. You will definitely be better than me in the future."
Tao Nanfeng poured her a cup of monk fruit tea. The amber color of the tea in the transparent cup looked very tempting.
"Mr. Fan is well-known in the industry. He is handsome, talented and has good taste. He is my role model."
Fan Yajun took the tea and drank it all, then stood up and said to Tao Nanfeng, "Let's stop flattering each other and go to the site to take another look. The construction team is already in place, and the site leveling is in progress. Once the construction drawings come out, we have to lay out the lines and cut the grooves. The time is too tight, and I'm a little worried."
Tao Nanfeng stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."
The two walked side by side and soon arrived at the construction site.
Qian Liming, the person in charge of the construction team assigned by the city, came over to greet Fan Yajun as soon as he saw her: "Boss Fan, why are you here today?"
He looked at Tao Nanfeng again and asked curiously, "Is this the newcomer in your design institute?"
Fan Yajun waved her hand: "This is my little friend, don't worry about us, just do your thing."
Qian Liming glanced at Tao Nanfeng again, gossip written all over his face. He walked to the side of the excavator and chatted with a worker: "The design institute is full of beauties. Ms. Fan is already good-looking enough, but I didn't expect to see such a beautiful girl."
The workers laughed as they worked: "Don't even think about it, Qian Gong. Such a beauty is not for us peasants."
Hearing the workers' jokes from afar, Fan Yajun said to Tao Nanfeng, "Don't mind it. There are many men on the construction site, and women will always be the target of jokes in such a place."
Tao Nanfeng twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, if anyone dares to make fun of me, I will make sure they shut up with three hammers.
The two walked slowly along the border.
The last time I came here, it was overgrown with weeds.
A week later, the two excavators worked diligently and one-third of the land leveling on site had been completed. Judging from the excavated soil, it is hard clay soil with relatively hard texture, which is suitable for natural foundation.
Walking to the southeast, Tao Nanfeng suddenly said "Huh?" and squatted down.
Fan Yajun didn't know what she was going to do, so she stopped and waited.
Tao Nanfeng placed his right hand on the newly turned soil, and the warm current in his dantian flowed to his right hand.
There are a mixture of white lines before my eyes, and the world becomes different. The further down you go, the more tangled the white lines become.
After a while, Tao Nanfeng stood up, his expression becoming serious: "Mr. Fan, please remember to ask your colleagues in the survey team to drill and take samples along the east side. There may be a weak soil layer here."
Fan Yajun bent down, picked up a piece of earthenware, and rubbed it in his hands.
"It's hard, has low water content, and is clayey. Its bearing capacity won't be low. It's no different from other places. How did you come to the conclusion that there is a weak soil layer underneath?"
Tao Nanfeng didn't know how to explain. She had superpowers in her hands, and she just tried to release them, reaching deep underground, where there was a large tangle of white lines.
White lines represent weak points.
Tao Nanfeng tried to give a relatively scientific answer: "The last time I surveyed here, the vegetation on the east side was particularly lush. Obviously, the soil is relatively loose and has a high water content. Look at this renovated soil block. There are still weeds on it. Isn't the root system particularly developed?"
Fan Yajun smiled and said, "What a silly boy! Fertile soil doesn't mean low bearing capacity. The colleagues in the survey team for this plot of land have experience and know how to take samples."
After saying that, she patted Tao Nanfeng on the shoulder and said, "We have to believe in science, don't worry."
Tao Nanfeng didn't know what to say, so he just shut up and continued checking along the border. As she watched, she squatted down and used her special powers to check, and her expression became more and more solemn.
Ten meters down along the east side of the plot boundary, there is a soft soil layer about three meters wide. If the structure is calculated according to 180kpa during the design, the foundation width of the brick wall on the east side will definitely be lower than the safety value. At that time, the entire building will tilt to the east, and its safety will be worrying.
However, Tao Nanfeng didn't say anything else. She planned to discuss it with her father first.
After they finished looking at the scene, Fan Yajun saw that she looked uneasy, but smiled and comforted her: "You don't have X-ray vision to see the terrain clearly, so why worry? You are still a student, and you are majoring in architecture. Structural design is the job of the structural team. People who do structural design always talk about safety factors, so don't worry."
Tao Nanfeng nodded and said nothing more.
The two parted at the towel factory station and took different buses home.
The No. 2 tram came over, and just as Tao Nanfeng was about to get on, someone on the bus rushed down and hugged him: "Tao Nanfeng, it's really you!"
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Ha, guess who this person is?
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